KHM - U Jerk Chickens lyrics

[Kool Keith] Yeah.. Keith... M Live... H-Bomb.. New York City!... NEW!... 2002! I'll bust a Rolodex, co-sign with fat checks Move in your spot next Have s** kid, with your fine ex Production level, upgrade, I'm on the stage next Level gambino, throw bombs like I'm Dan Marino Girls excited - quick, tell me man, what he know From Dallas and back, Miami down to Puerto Rico Top all the people, rappers know I got ego Buick with 20's on 'em, Cuban ladies in the Regal That's on the Ito, spicy hot like burrito Las Vegas bosso, the Riviera my casino Bedrock shocker, my pit bull - call him Dino I'm mister arso, kid 'cause no one equal Elly, I'm Carrie though - opponent walks, think I'm evil Nicest devices, kid call me Mighty Isis [Chorus x3] (What 'chu want now? What 'chu want?) Time tickin', keep it pimpin' (What 'chu want now? What 'chu want?) Time tickin', U Jerk Chickens [Marc Live] What's up ma? Ey yo the bar's on us A lot of weed, drunk up, and cars all nuts Listen and learn kid, we bag y'all stunts, don't front Leathers and Gator's, and all blown up Front of the club your girl's throwin' up They - spillin' and talkin', we left y'all s*uts We - move to cities, gritty committee Jet us in the box... you better have the rock Listen kid, yo we made it and we laid it I spit some venom on it, so sip some Henny on it Flaunt my style, I know that many want it Bad chick, she told me how to do it Leather boots and rips, yo we ran through it You can't fake it, your girl wanna get naked Let's get his head breakin', earth shakin', gyratin' We get the money then we fade the spot Clear the club then we spray the lot, we major hot [Chorus x2.5] (What 'chu want now? What 'chu want?) Time tickin', keep it pimpin' (What 'chu want now? What 'chu want?) Time tickin', U Jerk Chickens [H-Bomb] Sex flicks, black whips, curved hips, she trips Fits, booty hits, whipped chicks, puffed lips Flips cash, paparazzi flash, rubber mask, 747 crash Cash I found smashed Ask Guns N' Roses, rock the slash Flew through Louisiana to practice voo-doo, screw face Backstage place, full paid Jacky Jasper, huh, she goes both ways, stays - fifteen days With Stan the white kid from the Sugar Ray's, slays Samplin' jazz, corny blues, sound like Ma$e Tunnel fazes, over, off tour We kick off Tim's, Gator's Land Rover's hit corners, undercovers plugged No weak covers, I'll unveil your persona, thugs With metal, he yellin' hard, it should settle Don't even get involved, don't even mettle I got the powder, heat, and water on the kettle Beautiful Courtney court me, in the lobby jocked me, stop me Big bu*t, G14, the hobby, yo knock me But your off key, dress sloppy, your aunt, cop'll spot me Your man Lenny Kravitz a carbon copy Yo Keith, pick up the phone, it's J, it's Jacky They try to catch me on a two-way pager, they can't track me My hoes cla**y, refers nasty Mules do d**, runts, the pa**es - you got me? [Chorus x3] (What 'chu want now? What 'chu want?) Time tickin', keep it pimpin' (What 'chu want now? What 'chu want?) Time tickin', U Jerk Chickens (What 'chu want now? What 'chu want?) (What 'chu want now? What 'chu want?)