Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Henry Cooper
Songwriter
Lyrics
Chicken wing, chicken wing
Hata get that way
Chicken na that way
Killing with that with hot meal
Chicken wing, chicken wing
Huh
Don't you know when I come here, then
Huh low
Holding is essential, holding is essential
Know hold why you here, hold why you here
How those it goes for me now and my parents do bitches and restore you free
You come do the bitch way
I don't wanna fuck, baby just suck
We gonna do the home life
I wanna do the quakshes bitches, just quakshes bitches
I can handle you just kiss me
I can handle just do me
Money I got spending it
If how you think just forget it
The night she is missing, she is with me
Stupid, stupid
I don't give a sax cell phone
Know ain't stubborn you **** be tripping
I keep the cell phone down right here
Hear that, hhhhm
Asking my shoe go damn that
They think is suit, but is the sweet
Look they think is the sweet, but is the suit
Just the chicken wing
She said she love it, she said love it
She love what I do with sucks, see my little ****
As got her saw it she frek out
But she chop the dick out
She wear a blue paint
She suck on the wall
I got you people eat up
He just make you mizzed
You have back ****
I rewatch that cruiser
I said huh
I will go sprayed
My phone make get call right, and forty right over strip
Written by: John Henry Cooper

