Übersetzung: Chicken Flavor. Nachdem Sie.
Übersetzung: Chicken Flavor. Wenn Sie mich fragen.
Übersetzung: Chicken Flavor. Sonnenuntergang.
Übersetzung: Chicken Flavor. Machen Sie es sich zurück.
Übersetzung: Chicken Flavor. Dime.
though is that this adolescent flow Is hotter than a motherfuckin' summer spent in Mexico Cop me a mic, check and go, the pimpin' domination I got more flavors
killer Charming personality Shining like glitter But it don't really matter I know, I know He's a certified player I know, I know Got thirty-one flavors
hate on us (dude) Dude need'a ease on up (dude) Dude wanna act on up But dude get shut like flavor shut (down) Chicks say, she ain't down But chick
: Whats your flava Tell me whats your flava [x4] Girl you look to delicious bootylicious my words vary And Fruitylicious strawberry dressed in cranberry
flip the track baby, flip the script like this Big shouts to all the weed spots and all that who know how we do Me things no money sat on Monies chicks
em lukewarm to hot like lava I'm not one that's forgotten There's a lot of haters that be hating for nothing With their hand out waiting for something Chick
And Freakin Players Rappers They Tend To Be Smilin Because They Swimmin In Women Most Of Em Sick Of Favors They Come In Secret Flavors Thats Why I Envy
beneath your feet Now walk on 'em He's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek Like a Thanksgiving turkey A holiday ham See 'em sprinkled on toast With strawberry marmalade jam Flavor
what galaxy I came from One where a bass drum hung from my high chair Now I'm a nightmare You stay right there I got the diva Hold the flavor of a single
whatever you say sir Swagga man so much flavor Lake front stay on acres I'll take you're girl to a pearl than I lase her Than get straight chicks maker
: So whatcha whatcha whatcha want? [8x] So whatcha whatcha whatcha want? No lines we just walk up to the front 30 girls and my flavor of the month Evel
Killah] Word to my momma, yo, I hate ya'll greedy bitches Ya'll greasy, after the club, want the piece of chicken Hotel rooms, you better not touch the
you ain't gon' talk no chickens dog, who you talkin to? 7: 30 in the kitchen, Nate Nate 'bout to go to school (Nate Nate) Saturday I'm cookin chickens
