Featuring Spragga Benz (Intro - Wyclef) Wyclef Jean with Spragga Benz You know I got the reggae mix but this ain't complete Know what I mean - to all the girls I cheated on before Right about now - all my thugs around the world If you love reggae music I want you to do this Check it out, yo Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right Put your lighter in the air, right, right Put your lighter in the air, right, right This is going straight to number one, check it out, yo
(Chorus - Wyclef) Chickenhead [Jack it up, jack it up] Hey yo, what's your prize tonight [yes, we have to jack it up] I see it in your eyes [Yes, we have to jack it up] You'll be alright tonight
(Verse 1 - Wyclef) To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year Hey yo, dear queen, by the time you get this letter It's four pages but my name ain't Aaliyah I don't know much about biology or chemistry Failed the S.A.T.'s, study Brooklyn zoology Remember me, Wyclef the memory Ecstasy with no theory of manoghany To be or not to be, last words from Shakespeare But a package says I wanna get the bitch with no fear A few good men in a new millenium Woman got a new law, if you cheat you're a dead man So I've been dead like 100 times Ask Cyndi Lauper, she'll tell you time after time She became an infomaniac, wanted it all the time A thin line between love and lust She mistake me for the rapper when I said Can-I-Bus
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(Verse 2 - Spragga Benz) [To all the girls I cheated on before, Spragga Benz, where're you at, Wher're you at] Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, I feel dead We have to jack it up, jack it up - keep up your head Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, I feel dead We have to jack it up, jack it up, jack it up, yo See my gal she a gimme a hug each day I come Each an hour, understand, now she be on the bum Wake up in di morning, all she know we are alone Each day I cheat on a chickenhead I figure on Bust it - man I go chill, me called a gal you wanna kill She have faith, she have di skill, I know she want it she will Gimme the right, a me remember, me have to come back for November But the gal fe mi calendar forget that be the day Chickenhead in a di beb, I feel dead, I feel dead We have to jack it up, jack it up - keep up your head Chickenhead in a di bed, I feel dead, Ifeel dead We have to jack it up, jack it up, jack it up, jack it up [Yo Spragga Man, what's going on]
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