Redman - Chicken Head Convention Lyrics
Ahwhattup y'all? live, wfdsAt the *****ed up chicken head conventionNationwide, jones beach, all the boroughs is representinWe got the big weaves, the big shoes, bad attitudesHuh, it's on and poppin out this mother*****aWell this is nik d, hood broken to the end tell a friend beyatchAnd we gon check in with these here chickensYo shorty, um excuse me, could you tell me your name?I'm buggin out buggin out buggin out yo whassup??!?Pedaddaddi, aiyyyyy!!Oh, shorty, chill chill see, understand, i'm just tryin to interviewDayaaaaamm!!Yeah no, nah fuhreal doe, check it out check it out, one secondTell me... why they call you, a chickenhead?Ahh i understandNiggaz be callin me a mother*****in chickenhead causeI be goin to the store wearin that same grapefruit t-shirtI had on before, and diggin up my ass, my noseHeh, ah yeah, i see how you get downAnd the whole nine, my boggle you can kiss my chicken assI'ma go over here and step to the next chicken headAhh excuse me, shorty, right there, you, yeah youC'mere, tell me... why are you, at the chicken head convention?I mean, where you comin from?Girl let me tell youI just came from the mall, boostin my mother*****in ass offLook at all i got here all in this bagDamn!Mad dkny, moskino, they got it all girl, they got it all*horn honking*[redman] yo c'mon *****, you know i gotta go!Bring your mother*****in ass on!Nigga, your man, girlDamn, here he go![redman] always runnin your mouth*car door slams*Anyway umm, i'ma step on over here*car peels out*To the silver jewelry boothMad chicken heads over there, them *****es swear they fly...
