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Funky Chickens

Artist:Spice 1  Album:1990-Sick  Writer:GREEN ROBERT LEE JR/SPICE 1/KANTE BOSCO A  Composer:GREEN ROBERT LEE JR/SPICE 1/KANTE BOSCO A 

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Yeah nigga Muthafuckin East Bay Gangster Back in your muthafuckin face Rollin in my muthafuckin chicken coupe Muthafuckin black-on-black caddy Triple gold D's and shit Spice muthafuckin one knowmsayin Straight mobbin Four chickens in a coop Make a nigga wanna shoop Colonel Sanders ain't poppin, droppin Big fat Baby Huey, ki's they can purchase Got the whole hood ballin, nigga, fuck churches Fools in the city turn the fuck up dead Cos I'm servin more chickens than Foghorn Leg Feds wanna know where a nigga reside Cos the nuggets I'm sellin ain't Kentucky Fried See, I boil it to a certain degree Sometimes a nigga even sellin quarter pounders with cheese But it ain't McDonald's or Burger King Cos muthafuckas goin under gettin caught with hot wings Ba-da-ba-ba slingin that lleyo Them feds don't play, hoe Say no if they ask you if you seen A young nigga wearin braids slinig birds out a pinto Smokin indo talkin to my hitman Put your ass six feet under like quicksand Get some slugs and a golden shower Got the muthafuckin cocaine, money and power Takes a lickin and keeps on tickin, movin, stickin Fuckin round with the funky chicken Straight believin in flake from s-p-i Never gettin high off your own supply The world was a big fat vagina Waitin for a nigga like me to get behind her See, the ballers and the clockers know me so well Servin my muthafuckin ki's outta cheap motels Cookin chickens in the kitchen to smoked-out hoes Collect the shit in my lungs, collect the shit in my nose See, let a real nigga tell it I seen niggas swallow they lley, shit it out and still sell it Keep the hustle goin strong each day My little homie Larry swallowed five dubs and passed away Chickens in my drawers collectin them funds Can't wear boxer shorts, gotta wear dun-dun-dun-dun's Infrared cos niggas try to jack See I'm sellin chickens and they gettin chicken scratch There ain't no match for this killin-ass baller Call a shot like AT& T and touch all of y'all I'm countin chickens in my sleep I used to count sheep



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