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BigDog K9 - Chickenn Bagg (feat. Ben) Lyrics



BigDog K9 - Chickenn Bagg (feat. Ben) Lyrics
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Hello
Yeah, I'm gonna be there in 10 minutes
Make sure you got the stuff
Stop playing
Just make sure it's ready
Don't test me
You know I can't talk about this on cell phones
Got it
You know who this is
Ricky sent you the package from Columbia
You hand it off to me
You get five grand
Whatever
I'm gonna be there in a few minutes
You better have it ready
If it turns out you're the cops, we're done doing business
Ayo, X9
Chicken bag inside my pants
Come and cop a bag
Niggas always talking hella shit
Niggas made me mad
Swerving in the f*cking lane so much
I might just f*cking crash
Me and Brody sticking side to side
It's like we twin mags
Come and get your bitch lil nigga
She out here, she doing tricks
I can show you ways to cop a bitch
I'm that f*cking kid
I can show you how to get a bag
Yeah, I'm filthy rich
If they ask you anything about it, say you don't know shit
Nigga, huh
Yeah, stick to the code
Wanna be a big dog in the game
You gotta switch your role
All these niggas looking for some trouble
Well, I'ma keep the pole
Man, I'm about to pull me up a deuce
Little nigga, watch me pour
Nigga, yeah
Now I'm in sports mode
When I step up in the building, look at K9
There he go
Nigga pulled up at my job
Ain't this shit
He pussy though
Smoking hella dope inside the stu
Got me hella slow
Chicken bag inside my pants
Come and cop a bag
Niggas always talking hella shit
Niggas made me mad
Swerving in the f*cking lane so much
I might just f*cking crash
Me and Brody sticking side to side
It's like we twin mags
All these niggas phony
They baloney
Pop out in the party
That bitch, she my shorty
Barely love her
Use her when I'm horny
Ride me like a Harley
Crash the party
Pull up to her next
Dissin' all these niggas
Yeah, they duckin
Aiming that shit next
All these niggas pussy
Smell badussy
F*ck, I hate the smell
Ride them with the toolie
See a beauty
Beat her from the back
Shout out to my villains
Make a million
Gotta make them mad
Guns all in my lap
I pull her tracks
So I beat it from the back
Run up every lap
She make it clap
I nutted it on the bed
Gave her ass a cookie
She a rookie
Nut flew on her head
She just want a boogie
I don't like it
Nutted on her chin
Ran up all this cash
I made a bag
I put it on his head
Chicken bag inside my pants
Come and cop a bag
Niggas always talking hella shit
Niggas made me mad
Swerving in the f*cking lane so much
I might just f*cking crash
Me and Brody sticking side to side
It's like we twin mags
Chicken bag inside my pants
Come and cop a bag
Niggas always talking hella shit
Niggas made me mad
Swerving in the f*cking lane so much
I might just f*cking crash
Me and Brody sticking side to side
It's like we twin mags
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Hello
Yeah, I'm gonna be there in 10 minutes
Make sure you got the stuff
Stop playing
Just make sure it's ready
Don't test me
You know I can't talk about this on cell phones
Got it
You know who this is
Ricky sent you the package from Columbia
You hand it off to me
You get five grand
Whatever
I'm gonna be there in a few minutes
You better have it ready
If it turns out you're the cops, we're done doing business
Ayo, X9
Chicken bag inside my pants
Come and cop a bag
Niggas always talking hella shit
Niggas made me mad
Swerving in the f*cking lane so much
I might just f*cking crash
Me and Brody sticking side to side
It's like we twin mags
Come and get your bitch lil nigga
She out here, she doing tricks
I can show you ways to cop a bitch
I'm that f*cking kid
I can show you how to get a bag
Yeah, I'm filthy rich
If they ask you anything about it, say you don't know shit
Nigga, huh
Yeah, stick to the code
Wanna be a big dog in the game
You gotta switch your role
All these niggas looking for some trouble
Well, I'ma keep the pole
Man, I'm about to pull me up a deuce
Little nigga, watch me pour
Nigga, yeah
Now I'm in sports mode
When I step up in the building, look at K9
There he go
Nigga pulled up at my job
Ain't this shit
He pussy though
Smoking hella dope inside the stu
Got me hella slow
Chicken bag inside my pants
Come and cop a bag
Niggas always talking hella shit
Niggas made me mad
Swerving in the f*cking lane so much
I might just f*cking crash
Me and Brody sticking side to side
It's like we twin mags
All these niggas phony
They baloney
Pop out in the party
That bitch, she my shorty
Barely love her
Use her when I'm horny
Ride me like a Harley
Crash the party
Pull up to her next
Dissin' all these niggas
Yeah, they duckin
Aiming that shit next
All these niggas pussy
Smell badussy
F*ck, I hate the smell
Ride them with the toolie
See a beauty
Beat her from the back
Shout out to my villains
Make a million
Gotta make them mad
Guns all in my lap
I pull her tracks
So I beat it from the back
Run up every lap
She make it clap
I nutted it on the bed
Gave her ass a cookie
She a rookie
Nut flew on her head
She just want a boogie
I don't like it
Nutted on her chin
Ran up all this cash
I made a bag
I put it on his head
Chicken bag inside my pants
Come and cop a bag
Niggas always talking hella shit
Niggas made me mad
Swerving in the f*cking lane so much
I might just f*cking crash
Me and Brody sticking side to side
It's like we twin mags
Chicken bag inside my pants
Come and cop a bag
Niggas always talking hella shit
Niggas made me mad
Swerving in the f*cking lane so much
I might just f*cking crash
Me and Brody sticking side to side
It's like we twin mags
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Writer: Bishop Dowley, Dre’Quan Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: BigDog K9
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: Bishop Dowley, Dre’Quan Thomas
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