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sometimes you got to go to that extra level, take another step, step back, and get a running start on it. See right now I have to get to a point, a point most
seeds, don't need an extra mouth I can't feed
That's extra Phillie change, more cash for damp weed
This goes out to Manhattan, the Island of Staten
wearin' hand-me-down skinny jeans
You know they a little extra faded around the knees
With the grass stains in 'em
I really wish a little extra cash came
But if I didn't go
I may never know
And that would be such a shame
Grab a hold of the days
Before the days grab a hold of you
Give it an extra
like a jihad
See me, slippin' in the streets, never be I
I creep, stay low, and never cease fire
I keep extra gats for extra cats
Yes it's the Mac
you should extra special good
He'll make this December the one you'll remember
The best and the merriest you ever did have
Everybody's waiting for
friends to a rival set
And I'm still tryna process them side effects
Extra clips, extra clips
I see them niggas now when I'm set to trip
Gangbang party
the people on television
They had all the bitches that I wanted, all the cars and all the extras
Anything money could buy, they was spending millions
I was
with extra clips
So when you niggas outta line we can extra flip (ayy)
I'm a T-R-A-P-S-T-AR
Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car
And she
"That's right everybody get some act right"
[Chorus]
Extra extra read all about it
Who shits they grounded, flies all around it
My trees don't doubt
The gal you wanted, she want that enough, I said
Angela said that how she love handcuff
Beverly she said she want the things extra rough
Rough-rider, who
special thanks extra special thanks this extra special thanks to the three guys that started him out mixing man way back years ago oh okay it was a guy
friends to a rival set
And I'm still tryna process them side effects
Extra clips, extra clips
I see them niggas now when I'm set to trip
Gangbang party
just can't play it
Baby, I spent my only fortune
On the wages of sin
But you, you gotta be extra forgiving
And you gotta be
Super strong
You gotta
it
Fabricated acrylic, I feel it, I'm the style molester
I do a show, get extra P's like the Large Professor
In fact I get more hoes than Tessa,
Extra pale
Oh, you're frail now
I couldn't laugh about it
Tragedy sets you free, but
I should have known it from the start
I should have known
the extra clip incase you might need it"
Get the eighty eight skate, ang get your slide on
Throw the Hoo-Bang plack in the back and your ride on
[Chorus:
(Wheezy outta here)
Huh? Come on
Wait, huh? Uh
I do this shit with no pressure (no pressure)
Run up the back ends and put up the extra
You
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
Beat it up, nigga, catch a charge
Extra large
the heart of a child
Laugh till I cry
Give love the extra mile
You can have it all
But it won't be enough
Unless you take the time
To live, laugh and love
Somos robots si, quien nos controla
Es el sistema que no colabora
Tus horas extras ellos se las cobran
En el reloj ya no quedan horas
Me despierto
fast
A day for just you and me
Just like our own private island
'Cause I need hours with you to extend
I want an extra day for you
I'd love to side step
Extra
Hook x2
I aint worried bout these hoes
They jus extra homie
I keep a ruger with a clip
Aint no stepping on me
Im smoking loud cant turn me
They said that I wouldn’t amount to nothing but look at me now, I get the last laugh, so when people joke and smile I’ll go the extra mile just
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