McChicken Lyrics

[Intro]
Damn, them diamonds they hittin’ (they hittin’)
Damn, them diamonds they hittin’ (they hittin’)
Damn, them diamonds they hittin’ (they—)
Damn, them diamonds they— (they—)
COUPE

[Chorus]
Paper, I get a lot of that
Hoes, I fuck a lot on
Pull out my dick, they all gonna swallow
I got them racks, you fuck with no problems
Keeping my gun, and we problem solve ’em
Guess in case we gotta problem (huh?)
All of this money I drop on they head, the money gon’ solve the problem (uh huh, yeah)
Yeah EA, Zone 6 run it, bitch I’m big shawty
You will never catch me slippin’ without my gun, I keep that big forty
White chalked a lot of niggas for doing that fake ass gansta bitch talking
How many niggas you know got they porch in their hood and they motherfuckin’ still talking? (Slime, slime)
[Verse]
Goddamn big slime, hang with the goons and robbers
Really don’t call me up there for some problems
Grippin’ on my nuts, that bitch got my choppa
Shooting up shit, man I’ll kill it no problem
Born a villain, became a robber
Taking your heart away, shit not a problem
Who want some smoke with me? Bitch, it’s a problem
I got back outside with it
[?] ride switches
I ain’t stuntin’ these bitches
All these hoes golddiggin’
I came from nothing, lil’ nigga, came from racks to riches
Swear to God I was so broke, used to be at JCPENNEY
[?] throw me a penny[Chorus]
Paper, I get a lot of that
Hoes, I fuck a lot on
Pull out my dick, they all gonna swallow
I got them racks, you fuck with no problems
Keeping my gun, and we problem solve ’em
Guess in case we gotta problem (huh?)
All of this money I drop on they head, the money gon’ solve the problem (uh huh, yeah)
Yeah EA, Zone 6 run it, bitch I’m big shawty
You will never catch me slippin’ without my gun, I keep that big forty
White chalked a lot of niggas for doing that fake ass gansta bitch talking
How many niggas you know got they porch in their hood and they motherfuckin’ still talking? (Slime, slime)
[Verse 2]
Goddamn running this bitch and I’m ballin’
Step through the hood, man I walk in them Loubs
Spending all these racks on these motherfuckin’ shoes
Get your bitch fucked when she see all them blues
Play with a real one, you know you gon’ lose (lose, yeah, damn)
Anyway bitch, you don’t know what to do (anyway)
Pop one with your friend, make them hoes choose
Get them together, it’s a movie
Killing that pussy, I’m gone (slide)
Back in the hood where you know it’s a vibe
I’m in Zone 6 on the eastside
Back outside, and my shooters outside
Trapping all day, you can come get a pack
Looking like a lick, you can meet me in the back
Sweet ass nigga, take ’em all like that (take ’em all)[Interlude]
Take ’em all
This gang shit, no lame shit (yeah, uh huh)
Dangerous, dangerous (dangerous, yeah)
What you thinking? (what? what?)
Must be crazy (must be crazy, nigga)
They ain’t tell you about this shit, nigga? (they ain’t tell you?)[Chorus]
Paper, I get a lot of that
Hoes, I fuck a lot on
Pull out my dick, they all gonna swallow
I got them racks, you fuck with no problems
Keeping my gun, and we problem solve ’em
Guess in case we gotta problem (you heard him)
All of this money I drop on they head, the money gon’ solve the problem (uh huh, yeah)
Yeah EA, Zone 6 run it, bitch I’m big shawty (big slime)
You will never catch me slippin’ without my gun, I keep that big forty
White chalked a lot of niggas for doing that fake ass gansta bitch talking (word)
How many niggas you know got they porch in their hood and they motherfuckin’ still talking?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah