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I Need Chickens Lyrics - Artist : Young Thug
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(Mike WiLL Made-It) I got Mike Willie in this muhfucka, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? (Ear Drummers) We just gon' go all the way to the top with it, we ain't gon' turn around, nigga No matter how it go, we goin' up You dig what I'm sayin'? [?], what it do, nigga? You dig? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! I buy Rollies in LA worth a milli' She runnin' low and she need it, I know she with it I keep my bankrolls, I don't treat her like she kidney Home of the Falcons, no football, I need them chickens Bae, I need chickens (Brrr) Mama, I need chickens (Brr-brrr) I need some chickens (Brr-brr-brrr) Bae asked if I was hungry, only if you stop and get it Diamonds pinker than a pony, running with twenty-six chickens I'ma stunt on my neighbors, kids seen me on cable Thick drink, purple maple, I could've went and bought some acres Pull up swaggin', no blazer, cookin' dope with a apron Give the number to the pager No, no, captain, we don't save 'em Draw down with the pistol then erase 'em Nigga so hot, he need a fan...tasia I need a brown ho like a baby Hey, I'm a hated baby with rabies I ain't talkin' to the boxer when I say A.B Ayy, she gon' open up and then drink me Hey I buy Rollies in LA worth a milli' She runnin' low and she need it, I know she with it I keep my bankrolls, I don't treat her like she kidney Home of the Falcons, no football, I need them chickens Bae, I need chickens (Brrr) Mama, I need chickens (Brr-brrr) I need some chickens (Brr-brr-brrr) Plug, plug, putting them birds in the box Putting them birds in the truck Ay, stuff that lil' muhfucka down, stuff that lil' bitch to the ground Ay, when I pull up to the town, know that I got myself pounds Rounds, I'm gonna gun his ass down, fuck all your hoes in one round Brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr Ayy, I'ma pull up high like I took a shroom Ayy, bitch, I'm super fly like a witch with a broom Ayy, Thugger Harry Potter fly, boming soon My nigga just walked in like he in this bitch, no snitch We leaved him in a ditch, tampered with, you dig? Take his bitch, you dig? Fuck his kids, you dig? Shoot his wig, you dig? I know it I buy Rollies in LA worth a milli' She runnin' low and she need it, I know she with it I keep my bankrolls, I don't treat her like she kidney Home of the Falcons, no football, I need them chickens Bae, I need chickens (Brrr) Mama, I need chickens (Brr-brrr) I need some chickens (Brr-brr-brrr) |
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