| Chief boot knock
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| Chief boot knocker
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| (repeated — 4X)
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| Here I am chief boot knocker
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| Watch your skirt, if you don’t I got ya Tibbity toe, tibbity toe through the grass
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| Old scallous ass nigga with a pocket full of cash
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| Who that? |
| rollin in a Viper
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| Got much beef with the freeway sni-per
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| He wants me cause I bumped his girlfriend
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| Your suicidal tendencies are not my problem
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| Low life DOG, chasin these skirts through the motherfuckin fog
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| I’m that, black man with fourteen skirts in a black Scadan
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| A fool named Draws in a seven six Kirk
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| Parked at the bench and left his girl on trays
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| Said get out the car bitch, that’s a mistake
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| cause now I’m the beach with a rake
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| The whole beach is smellin like indo
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| I’m in a drop top Benzo on three piece rimzos
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| Cranked up the bass just a little bit
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| She turned to the left with the (*pause*)
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| Mack Daddy is back and Charles is mad (* 2 gunshots *)
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| Show Charles what I had
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| Some niggaz is fine and some smooth talkers
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| But they can’t fuck with the chief boot knocker
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my toma, tom, tomahawk
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| And I here them sing
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| Chief boot knocker.
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| Chief boot knocker.
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| Chief boot knocker
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| Scam, scam devise another plan
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| Take another girl from a cryin ass man
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| Always askin her where she’s been
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| She was rollin with me from six through ten (yep)
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| Got home at ten thirty
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| You was smellin her neck, tryin to see if she’s dirty
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| You wanna beat her down, but you got no proof
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| Now you shootin buckshot through the roof (yep)
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| To much emotion, somebody rub this sissy boy down with lotion
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| And now your tellin her to stay home
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| But she can still call Mix on the telephone
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| And there you go, slippin
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| You promised her another ass whippin
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| And you slap, slap, slap, now you feelin kinda macho
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| +I Got Game+ and I took your Benzo
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| What you gonna do with a cake boy’s nightmare
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| Bought you a nine but you still looked scared
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| AK-47? |
| nope
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| I run a HK-91 with the Leopold scope
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| So eat that 308, fool
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| Actin like a joke but Big Mack’s rule
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| You had to inject but boy I shot ya Meet your new enemy the chief boot knocker
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| I meet a girl named Gail at a soul food restaurant
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| Big fat rocks on her hand tryin flaunt
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| Tried to step to her in the hall
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| She said her ex-boyfriend plays pro football
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| But I hate quarterbacks, but I like throwback
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| on a young, fine brown skin snackpack
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| She got a black SL, it was sittin on 19's lookin all swell
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| I really don’t care about your boyfriend sweetness
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| Jealousy is every man’s weakness
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| But I ain’t no salt slinger, just a gang slinger
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| And oh yes it’s the bird banger
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| I followed Gail to the crib
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| Walked in straight trippin off a how the girl lives
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| Your man is a trick and his game is whipped
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| I can pull you in a Benzo and a broke down jeep
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| Take notes off the shit I just wrote
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| Trick daddies get left in smoke
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| A lot of copycat niggaz might jack ya But the game came way with the chief boot knocker
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Here’s my tomahawk
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| Chief boot knocker
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| Chief boot knocker
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| Chief boot knocker
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| Ch, chief boot knocker
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| (*chants of chief boot knocker and Tomahawk Chop chant, continue until fade*) |