Chickens No Flour (Explicit) - Jeezy

This remind me of the time I thought lost my rocks

Took my j's off and t hey was in my socks

Stones that big I put them in my watch

Got something for you haters and it's in that glock

We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder

We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder

This remind me of the time I thought lost my rocks

Took my j's off and t hey was in my socks

Stones that big I put them in my watch

Got something for you haters and it's in that glock

I got my mind made I wanna be a millionaire

I got my mind made I take them b**ches anywhere

I got pocket full of stones like I'm bun b

I got a pocket full of phones like I'm pimp c

What ya know snow or ghetto more like willie d

I park that lamb in that ghetto

Well that's silly of me

I got my backs packed yeah I'm thinking road trip

That mr ice cream rocky road trip

I'm about that getting green

Yeah I'm bumpin project back

I make it back with these blocks

I bring the projects back

So I can cop that black benz for them chicken heads

I'm in the club spendin' ends yeah that chicken bread

We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder

We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder

This remind me of the time I thought lost my rocks

Took my j's off and they was in my socks

Stones that big I put them in my watch

Got something for you haters and it's in that glock

I'm in my 87' swiss that's my stove swag

I whip it till it's upset I make the stove mad

There's so much smoke up in this b**ch man I can't see

And from a distance it look like

I'm makin' iced tea (man you say ice t)

Everybody looks cocoa

When my dog was on I got them for the low low

I'm in that black on black lamb I call it country black

I threw them 30's on them lade now that's my country lac

Now what ya license plate say

I'm standin' to tall now what that 40 cal say

B**ch I will do ya'll

Is it true you be rollin' with them chopper toys

And everytime you in the club you

With them chopper boys

We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder

We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder

This remind me of the time I thought lost my rocks

Took my j's off and they was in my socks

Stones that big I put them in my watch

Got something for you haters and it's in that glock