Lyrics:
I'm never late
Got no alarm
I sleep real light
Next to the farm
I shoot it straight
I use my charm
I get it right
Weather the storm
Woodpeckers peck
weapon make your big boys Crumble
Rally Chicken, from the box it flies, Rally Chicken, spicy wing Popeyes
Rally Chicken, going to peck your ass, Rally
weapon make your big boys crumble
Rally chicken, from the box it flies
Rally chicken, spicy wing popeyes
Rally chicken, gonna peck your ass
Rally chicken,
She so precious
She so sexy
Come and sex me
Come and peck me
Come and give me Becky
Please be messy
Bust the bag for you
I'm gon' see you next week
Hick fil a
Polynesian sauce
Is so fillang
Not a fillyy
Not a baby horse
Or a baby cow
Becayse its eat more chickn
I be eating like a chickn
Peck
Peck, name was Peck,
The judge's name was Peck, said,
"You killed her with your prick,
We shall stretch your fucking neck, fuck 'em all."
Oh the parson
they heard
They playing telephone what they say is a blur
(Oh Gawd)
They busy flying in flocks
Trying to peck on me they could all suck cocks
(Oh Gawd)
Come
Peck at crumbs again
Watch me and come
Don't fall in mud in vain
And never let them try to chase your dreams away
Away
Don't be fool, you look
on her lips she's in my dreams
I just woke up with the cold sweats
I miss the way she really kissed me
New girl gives me pecks
Someone tell me why my heart
Shining on my neck
Really love to flex
Flexing like my pecks
Keep the icy wet
linens feeling fresh
Ink upon my flesh
Do it for my self
Not to impress
old are you? Here's my numbers, call me
I'ma give you a peck, (ur cell phone)
A peck on the neck, no stress
(NO)
A peck on the neck, no stress
And I
friendly, I joke and I diss
Don't be shy baby, twerk and twist
She give me ref, peck and spliff
That's why I spend on her neck and wrist
Twerk and twist
Give
me pecks that be stuck to my neck, so I ran up a check and I bought her some pearls
I want her 'cause I like her, it's my beef if you fight her
Got
name
Bugstar
Something's on his neck, crawling through his peck
Now God's high
Something's on his neck, crawling through his peck
Now God's high
living check to check
She gave it up and she ain't even get no peck
Random women sending texts like how'd they get my SMS
Baby I don't wanna take
dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And put it in her pocket
She was truckin' on down the avenue
With not a single thing to do
She went peck
pickin' out a melody
Peck, peck, peckin' at the same old tree.
He's as happy as a bumble bee
All day long.
To serenade your lady
Just find a tree
dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And took it to the market
She was truckin' on down the
Avenue without a single thing to do
She was peck, peck
dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And took it to the market
She was truckin' on down the
Avenue without a single thing to do
She was peck, peck
the kiss
That I gat frae the Miller.
Hey the dusty Miller,
And his dusty sack;
Leeze me on the calling
Fills the dusty peck:
Fills the dusty peck
I can do bad by myself
Yo I done it before and I can do it again
Sho don't need you to be my man
Yo if Peter Piper was to pick ya know a peck o'
dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And took it to the market
She was truckin' on down the
Avenue without a single thing to do
She was peck, peck
pickin' out a melody
Peck, peck, peckin' at the same old tree
He's as happy as a bumblebee
All day long
To serenade your lady
Just find a tree that's
dropped it
A little girlie picked it up
And took it to the market
She was truckin' on down the
Avenue without a single thing to do
She was peck, peck
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