Lyrics:

Bawk bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads - boy please whateva
Bawk bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads
(Repeat 3x)

Bald-head scala-wag
Ain't got no hair in back
Gelled up weaved up
Yo hair is messed up

Need to get bout' a hustle mission
Get up on loot run to beautician
Run game until the game is gravy
That don't mean spend cheese fa 'tha baby

Bwok bwok - on a stalk stalk for a bootleg
Bwok bwok - pretty walk walk givin' out head
Ain't a thang eat a chicken wang
Got some gold teeth

At 'da club tryin' ta shake that thang
Tryin' ta get piece
Chicken chicken always into some dumb shit
Shoulda paid 'ya light bill

You bought a outfit
Stay at 'ya mammy house
And keep a smart mouth

It's Project Pat Memphis Tenn represents tha south
So pass tha dro-dro and we gone stay kickin'
Full of that mo mo holla at a chicken

Bawk bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads - boy please whateva
Bawk bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads
(Repeat 3x)

Yeah you like my outfit
Don't even fake the deal
I thought you said you had your girl on the light bill

Always in my face
Talkin' this and that
Girl I had to buy some rims for 'da Cadillac

You ride clean
But your gas tank is on E
Be stepping out ain't got no decent shoes on 'ya feet

That's just the needle broke
Youn't know'cha talkin' bout
Anyway them new Jordans 'bout 'ta come out

Hate 'ta see you in a club
Ya mobbin wit a mug
Knowin' that you ridin' wit ya boy
You nothing but a scrub

But he was with me
That's when you hated
'Cause when I got up on 'ya friend
'Ya damn-near fainted

I sho' did
In our face drankin' on that yak
Moutth fulla golds but 'yo ass need some tic tacs

What?
You need some gum
Breath like some thunder
What you lookin' at
I don't want 'yo phone number
Boy please whateva

Bawk bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads - boy please whateva
Bawk bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads
(Repeat 3x)

Now these chicken head hoes
See this platinum thick as white gold
See the 20 inch Pirelli's roll
Mane thank they vogues

Dodgin' all my foes
Ridin' Cady truck wit DVD
A flock of broads follow me
From the club to break they knees

Knowin' that's all I want
Straight out 'tha club
Tha rest ain't smellin' right
The last thang on they mind is freshin up

It's goin' down tonight
Weave in they head
Weed in they purse
Still crunk
Baby seats
All across the back wit clothes in the trunk

I been known to hold my own
I been known to ride on chrome
I been known to flip a platinum watch
'Wit the diamond stones

I'm the fool supplyin' tha dro
I'm tha fool supplyin' tha blow
I'm tha playa, who got you chicken heads knockin' at my do

Tellin' me that you diggin me
Tellin' me I'm yo man to be
Girlfriend its gona cost a fee
Get yo rags and work that streets

Pay 'ya boy and make me rich
So we keep them swisher's lit
Pay yo fees we count them g's
Cashin' it from all you chicks

Bawk bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads - boy please whateva
Bawk bawk, chicken chicken
Bawk bawk, chicken heads
(Repeat 3x)