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Extra Extra this Extra that The messiah Look I ain't got time you no extra shit Stick to the script don't try to be extra bitch Like a director we got extra clips Hit the car lot I need a extra whip All that extra this and extra that Bitch shut up before you catch a slap I gave him little white and extra that And he swore he got the purest pack He swore he got the purest pack I just made about a rack He cook it it will not come back To book me it's a couple stacks Like uzis spit on every track Might lose me if it ain't bout a check Uh uh girl I just want the neck Might bless you with some extra that Trust no nigga to watch my back Trust no bitch to hold my sack We po' codiene don't sip no jack We load them things then you get jacked We tote them poles like g nikes we come strapped This is more finesse than trap My niggas trap and shoot craps Bet a 100 double that Bitch shut up I ain't ask you nothing Dick stuck up and she start gumming What you talking bout luck, this my moment Stack these bucks remember I ain't have nothing Well a little something Finesse is all I know By any means gone get this dough Look I ain't got time you no extra shit Stick to the script don't try to be extra bitch Like a director we got extra clips Hit the car lot I need a extra whip All that extra this and extra that Bitch shut up before you catch a slap I gave him little white and extra that And he swore he got the purest pack Ran off on a couple niggas across the country Sent they money in and I ain't send nothing Using fake names to pick up wire transfers You give the jakes names to get some time deferred Living illegal like everyday the purge Steady po'ing up fos can't resist the urge Rolling big backwoods of some potent herbs I ain't going broke again nigga that's my word And I ain't never folding won't say a word When I say I'm the shit I ain't talking turds But the way the gas got me smelling might as well Nigga I'm so hot that's why I bring them hell Pockets full of big knots might make it hail Remember them few days when I sat in a cell Felony charge awaiting bail Now cuffs on my waist instead of my wrist I refuse to go back to that place Instead imma shoot it out a 100 rounds to the face Get rich or die trying ain't no other way Big diamonds in my ear colder than an ice tray Diamonds dripping water like an overheated ice tray Walking oxymoron cause I'm hot as May And for over cut dope we make the over pay Made it all back off one play Look I ain't got time you no extra shit Stick to the script don't try to be extra bitch Like a director we got extra clips Hit the car lot I need a extra whip All that extra this and extra that Bitch shut up before you catch a slap I gave him little white and extra that And he swore he got the purest pack Extra extra motherfucker Yeah The messiah
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