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Jugg Harden - Chicken Man Remix Lyrics

[Intro: Jugg Harden]
I'm the chicken man
Walked in the club, do the chicken dance
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man
Wan' me fuck the chicken up, say that then
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man (Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man (Krown, you a fool for this shit, nigga)

[Verse 1: Jugg Harden]
Wan' me fuck the chicken up, say that then
50 Cent in the trap, feed many men (Get it?)
I ain't beefin', boy, we hoppin' out the minivans
These Diors, I never had a pair of Vans (Never)
If I knew that pussy had a price, I would've bought you sooner (Yeah)
Evеry time I take a selfiе, see my favorite shooter
See me sippin' drank in the A, I'm with Scooter
She'll never set the play on me, I been done blew her
You gon' help me move this package?
I done seen a lot, so it's tint up on my glasses (Swear)
Forty in the shoebox, it's like twenty in the mattress (I'm not lyin')
Ain't fuck with me in school, been on my dick since I been rappin'
Don't want no pancakes, but I like syrup with my breakfast (Yeah)
Hit like three nines, but I like tens, that's my preference
Yeah, he rap good, but let me find out he just rappin'
Let me find out he just rappin'
She left when I was broke, I got my shit together
She ain't even know she signed up to Finesse Records
Bitch, that pussy good, I'm tryna see somethin'
Hit like three bad bitches, but I ain't eat nothin'
I brought guns, you brought friends when the beef comin'
I don't cop pleas, I cop P's, nigga
Kept it real with me, said she fuck with like three niggas
Said she get money from 'em, though, she don't sleep with 'em
[Interlude: Jugg Harden]
So they give you money, bitch, and you don't sleep with 'em?
And you let me hit for free?
Damn, bitch, just do that
That shit crazy
Uh

[Chorus: Jugg Harden & Babyface Ray]
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man
Walked in the club, do the chicken dance (Bah, bah)
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man
Wan' me fuck the chicken up, say that then
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man (Rest in peace to my nigga Soda)
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man (Chicken man forever)

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Ayy, Finesse Records, forty on a pendant, thirty on a necklace (Forty)
Me and chopstick roommates, yeah, we live together (Bah, bah, bah)
Babyface a.k.a. aqua, get the pussy wetter (Yeah)
Fuck 12, ran up two hundred, bro was on a tether (Fuck 'em)
Face been on a rampage
Money flyin', Ace of Spade for the campaign (Yeah)
You chargin' for that pussy, baby, this ain't Backpage (Uh-uh)
I cut her, now she hurt, bitch, go get a Band-Aid (Bitch, fuck her)
Yeah, mansion in the hills, flyin' vibes out
My youngin hustlin', always on the corner, he on timeout (Mhm)
I might sign a major-label deal just to buy 'em out (I might)
It hit the fan, they turn the pressure up, heard niggas hidin' out, wow
Deep in my bag, niggas stealin' style
I know hell is real, got two bitches, I'm in heaven now (Two)
Rolex wearin', 6s up, G7 down (Mile)
Friends with the owner, through the back, they don't pat us down (Mm-mm)
[Chorus: Jugg Harden]
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man
Walked in the club, do the chicken dance (Bah, bah)
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man
Wan' me fuck the chicken up, say that then
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man
Chicken man, I'm the chicken man

[Outro: Jugg Harden]
I'm the chicken man