Redman - Chicken Head Convention (skit) lyrics

Ahwhattup y'all? live, wfds At the f**ed up chicken head convention Nationwide, jones beach, all the boroughs is representin We got the big weaves, the big shoes, bad attitudes Huh, it's on and poppin out this motherf**a Well this is nik d, hood broken to the end tell a friend beyatch And we gon check in with these here chickens Yo shorty, um excuse me, could you tell me your name? I'm buggin out buggin out buggin out yo wha**up??!? Pedaddaddi, aiyyyyy!! Oh, shorty, chill chill see, understand, i'm just tryin to interview Dayaaaaamm!! Yeah no, nah fuhreal doe, check it out check it out, one second Tell me... why they call you, a chickenhead? Ahh i understand n***az be callin me a motherf**in chickenhead cause I be goin to the store wearin that same grapefruit t-shirt I had on before, and diggin up my a**, my nose Heh, ah yeah, i see how you get down And the whole nine, my boggle you can kiss my chicken a** I'ma go over here and step to the next chicken head Ahh excuse me, shorty, right there, you, yeah you C'mere, tell me... why are you, at the chicken head convention? I mean, where you comin from? Girl let me tell you I just came from the mall, boostin my motherf**in a** off Look at all i got here all in this bag Damn! Mad dkny, moskino, they got it all girl, they got it all *horn honking* [redman] yo c'mon b**h, you know i gotta go! Bring your motherf**in a** on! n***a, your man, girl Damn, here he go! [redman] always runnin your mouth *car door slams* Anyway umm, i'ma step on over here *car peels out* To the silver j**elry booth Mad chicken heads over there, them b**hes swear they fly...