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Cal Scruby - 3 Chickens Lyrics


[Intro]Cry, cryYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah[Chorus]Clock keep tickin', yeahRoll that glue, that shit keep stickin', yeahGot that boost, no, not 350s, oohGot a new watch and it cost three chicken, yeah[Verse 1]Gon' keep winnin', don't sleepSend it over long with the whole teamYou know when to phone when I'm lonelyTake her for the ride when I'm hornySlide on the road like it's icyI'm a Virgo, she a PiscesThat's been a reason to fight meSome of these whores too priceyDon't call the wifey, tryna hit a lick and she bite me, yeahPull out the drive way, hop on the highway (Oh, yeah)Drink with the ice cube, and feel like a Friday (Woo, yeah)You put a ring on it, I put her on vibrateI look her straight in the eyes, she be talkin' to me sidewaysDon't waste your money impressin' somebody you don't even know what they wantIt feel like one minute you want be mine and the next minute you say you don'tI need to know, you need to make up your mind, and you make up a reason to goPut on your makeup and walk out the doorNow you want kiss and make up, that's a no[Chorus]The clock keep tickin', yeahRoll that glue, that shit keep stickin', yeahGot that boost, no, not 350s, ohGot a new watch and it cost three chicken, yeah[Post-Chorus]But I don't got time for that shit, I don't got time for thatDon't bang my line with that shit, don't bang my line with thatI don't got time for that shit, I don't got time for thatDon't bang my line with that shit, don't bang my line[Verse 2]The clock keep tickin', die fastYou a low life actin' high classJust a mean mug and a nice assTakin' three lines off a iPadIf you play ball or you write rapShe'll let you tap like a hi-hat, she'll set a trap if you like thatTake a screenshot of the Skype or the iChat just to get a flight there and a flight backYou got a sponsor, you got a sponsorYou got a double life, you an impostorSwitchin' the character you win the OscarRun from the truth until you get exhausted, yeahI never trip when you travelin', you gotta have a lil bluff in your statusAnd taggin' the Ritz when you up in the RadissonAnd I saw the pic, and it wasn't that flatterin'Who you trying to impress? (Press)Clean me up but you a mess (Mess)I just pulled up for the sex (Sex)Called the Lyft and then I left (Ohh)I got pull up on your best friendShe know why I'm comin' by lateUsually I'm not a lightweightWonder what you put in my drink, damnYou can do better I promise the money won't solve all your problemsFind you a king, get you a ring, go play your role like a Mario ChalmersWhatchu gon' do when you grow old?You know you losing your mojoEven when you got a buzz off abusin' the drug and you movin' in slow-mo[Chorus]The clock keep tickin', yeahRoll that glue, that shit keep stickin', yeahGot that boost, no, not 350s, yeahGot a new watch and it cost three chicken, yeah[Post-Chorus]But I don't got time for that shit, I don't got time for thatDon't bang my line with that shit, don't bang my line with thatI don't got time for that shit, I don't got time for thatDon't bang my line with that shit, don't bang my line

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