Project Pat - Chicken Head [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads
(Boy please whateva)
Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads

Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads
(Boy please whateva)
Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads

Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads
(Boy please whateva)
Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads

Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads
(Boy please whateva)
Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads

Bald-head skally-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 fo' 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 the club tryna shake that thang
Tryna get a 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 represent the South
So pass tha dro'-dro' and we gone stay tickin'
Full of that mo'-mo' holla at a chicken

Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads
(Boy please whateva)
Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads

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 riding clean but ya gas tank is on E
Be steppin' out ain't no descent shoes on ya feet
That's just the meter broke youn't know'cha talkin' 'bout
Anyway them new Jordans finna come out

Hate see ya in a club, ya mobbin' wit' a mug
Knowin' that ya ridin' wit' ya boy, ya nothin' 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"
Mouth fulla gold but yo ass need some Tic-Tacs
What? You need some gum, breathe like some thunder
What you lookin' at? I don't want yo phone number
(Boy please whateva)

Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads
(Boy please whateva)
Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads

Now these chicken head hoes see this platinum thick as white gold
See the 20 inch Pirelli's roll mane thank the vogues
Dodgin' all my foes ridin' Caddy truck wit' DVD
A flock of broads follow me from the club to break they knees

Knowin' that's all I want straight out the club
The 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 the fool supplyin' tha blow
I'm the 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 gone cost a fee
Get yo ass and work the 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

Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads
(Boy please whateva)
Bwok bwok, chicken chicken
Bwok bwok, chicken heads