Itsty bitsy

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey a chicken head

Bone legged, buckteeth butterfly

One for the money, two for the show

Three I want a real big booty to go

Check it, for the homies, five for the tricks

And everybody down at the Motel Six

I had seven girls and they all was tough

Then I got one more and now eight is enough

You know at nine we hit the club and we'll have some fun

And get ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

Now the weekend's here and it's time to have fun

Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

True, up in the club, got love, go ahead and show me

Holla at a dog baby, you know you know me

I know you like the sound of the booms so lay the room

I'm gonna break you off shortly in the hotel room

I got some tables to serve, uh

I got ears, you and your friends

Kick them turn nerds to the curve

And it ain't no thang, yo

'Cause these wangs the funk

I'm gettin' drunk off the pain, so

Brothers stop sweatin'

I know you want some but none is what you're gettin'

So, stop standin' on the wall, y'all

I got some greasy old fingers and a belly full of alcohol

But I'ma hit the floor and have fun

With ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

It ain't nothin' but a party, let's have some fun

Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom

Come over to the table if you want some

Give me some of them chicken wangs

With celery sticks and dip

A glass of dom and some hittin' songs

And a cute girl on my hip, well, come on now

Give me some chicken wangs

With celery sticks and dip

A glass of dom, with some hittin' songs

And a cute girl on my hip, well alright

My man was chillin' with a girl he met last week

But let him dance in the corner

He damn near sleep, peep

Jay's little hoe was from Texas

She was sweatin' his gold

Layin' him back like he just got a Lexus

My boy, be in black spinnin' ends in the ends

In the corner with a set of fly ass twins

And me I'm sittin' fat

'Cause I'm the Rottweiler and I'm lookin' for a kitty cat

And some high heel pumps and a Doolian-Burke

Or a fly hairdo and a teenie skirt

Fellas lookin' angrily but don't get mad at me

'Cause I'm in V.I.P., uh

My boy, be on a cellular phone

Hey, yo, wait to hang up

'Cause these wangs are almost gone

So, keep 'em comin', keep 'em comin' hard

Them buffalo wangs and a bottle of dom

Sixty-nine chillin' in the V.I.P.

Instead of eatin' our wangs away

Watchin' all the girls with the sister curls steady

Makin' their bootys sway

Sixty-nine chillin' in the V.I.P.

Instead of eatin' our wangs away

Watchin' all the girls with the sister curls steady

Makin' their bootys sway, check it out now