Skit Songtext / Lyric

Ahwhattup y'all? Live, WFDS

At the fucked up Chicken Head Convention

Nationwide, Jones Beach, all the boroughs is representin

We got the big weaves, the big shoes, bad attitudes

Huh, it's on and poppin' out this motherfucka

Well this is Nik D, hood broken to the end tell a friend beyatch

And we gon check in with these here chickens

Yo 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 interview

Dayaaaaamm

Yeah no, nah fuhreal doe, check it out check it out, one second

Tell me, why they call you, a chickenhead?

Ahh I understand

Niggaz be callin me a motherfuckin chickenhead cause

I be goin to the store wearin that same grapefruit t-shirt

I had on before, and diggin up my ass, my nose

Heh, ah yeah, I see how you get down

And the whole nine, my boggle you can kiss my chicken ass

I'ma go over here and step to the next chicken head

Ahh excuse me, shorty, right there, you, yeah you

C'mere, tell me, why are you, at the chicken head convention?

I mean, where you comin from?

Girl let me tell you

I just came from the mall, boostin my motherfuckin ass off

Look at all I got here all in this bag

Damn

Mad DKNY, Moskino, they got it all girl, they got it all

*Horn honking*

Yo c'mon bitch, you know I gotta go

Bring your motherfuckin ass on

Nigga, your man, girl

Damn, here he go

Always runnin your mouth

Anyway umm, I'ma step on over here

To the silver jewelry booth

Mad chicken heads over there, them bitches swear they fly