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bandhunta izzy - extra lyrics

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[chorus]
lil n-gga please don’t call my phone with all that extra sh-t
got tired of shorty so i went and got an extra b-tch
this chain so icy, got me feeling like i’m extra lit
i took his wifey, man i know that n-gga extra p-ssed
they say i’m extra, extra, extra, extra, extra on my sh-t
i need some extras, extras, extras, extras, ’bout to work my wrist
they say i’m extra, yeah i know n-gga f-ck it
i know i’m extra, and i bet your b-tch love it

[verse 1]
i got on louis, gucci, moncler at the same time
mixing designer, mixing designer
yeah i’m extra but it’s all mine
and she love the way i f-ck her
made her squirt, she was off the perc
walked straight in the room
used her mouth but we ain’t talkin’ first
catch my drift lil n-gga?
that’s your b-tch lil n-gga, i think you should leave her
how you say she a vegan?
all i showed the b-tch was meat, and she an eater
better leave her in the wind
matter fact think again, n-gga keep her
somethin’ like a prost-tute
why your b-tch sell her p-ssy, do it for cheaper

[chorus]
lil n-gga please don’t call my phone with all that extra sh-t
got tired of shorty so i went and got an extra b-tch
this chain so icy, got me feeling like i’m extra lit
i took his wifey, man i know that n-gga extra p-ssed
they say i’m extra, extra, extra, extra, extra on my sh-t
i need some extras, extras, extras, extras, ’bout to work my wrist
they say i’m extra, yeah i know n-gga f-ck it
i know i’m extra, and i bet your b-tch love it

[verse 2]
they like izzy why you always doing extra sh-t?
i got my glizzy, thirty, fifty in the extra clip
i f-ck on that b-tch, and you know that she was extra thick
i’m callin’ my mans, ’cause i think she need some extra d-ck
and then i beat that pot, post up on that block, sellin’ hard
watch me work my wrist, ’bout to scr-pe the pot extra hard
need some extra, swear to god, ’bout to mix with baking soda
fiends keep calling me, yeah they stalkin’ me, the wait is over
i’m so cutthroat conniving, n-gga please don’t trust me
i told my bro, n-gga watch your ho ’cause she just f-cked me
and we giving her back, nah we ain’t saving that b-tch, you can save the lil ho
call my phone, ask me where his b-tch at, lil n-gga i don’t know

[chorus]
lil n-gga please don’t call my phone with all that extra sh-t
got tired of shorty so i went and got an extra b-tch
this chain so icy, got me feeling like i’m extra lit
i took his wifey, man i know that n-gga extra p-ssed
they say i’m extra, extra, extra, extra, extra on my sh-t
i need some extras, extras, extras, extras, ’bout to work my wrist
they say i’m extra, yeah i know n-gga f-ck it
i know i’m extra, and i bet your b-tch love it



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