2 Chainz - Extra lyrics

I got extra I got extra I got money I got work, far as hoes I got a plethora I get money 12 gauge shotty I don't like nothing but hoes and tattoos on my body I got extra, you want some f**ed your girl on accident, that's a hit and run Heaven's sake, it's been a hell of a day I pray for all my n***as with a federal case Okay, Southside I gotta own this, snakeskin on my hat, albino I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino I'm riding on my rivals, survival, bible Rifle, bullets, for y'all n***as? I got extra I got extra I got money I got work, far as hoes I got a plethora I just put on the run, 100 piece for a show I just had a threesome for three weeks in a row (yeah) Last name Chainz, first name Two I'm TRU 2, you know I do it, I get head 'fore I screw it, first thing I do Yeah you know I'm stuntin, cus I'm gettin to the money Put it in her tummy, put it in her tummy Hit her with the morning dick, ooh, I ain't pissed yet Yeah I rep the A, the only thing I fail is a piss test Okay, Southside I gotta own this, snakeskin on my hat, albino I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino I'm riding on my rivals, survival, bible Rifle, bullets, for y'all n***as? I got extra I got extra I got money I got work, far as hoes I got a plethora I'm Rich, like Homie I got yo b**h, from my homie, (2 Chainz what it do?) That living room, full of that paper Used to have a little room thats a house and an acre Call her in the kitchen room, and she f**ing with the bacon Chopper lift ya to the moon, f** y'all thinking? If I get her in the room she gon' s** my babies Tryna work her moves, she tryna move the baby If you owe me money real soon, then you better pay me Me and 2 Chainz, get it like shoe strings, strapped like laces And I'm too clean, riding in a car A RichHomie, no new team, boy I'm a star like Macy's Boy I thank god I made it, got a couple broads in the Decatur I'm in the fast lane driving in the car going crazy And I got your main dame, yeah the one you call you lady First million dollars, the most important thing: saving And if you wanna book me here my agent I got eight pounds in an old car on old Nat from the skate town on the Okay, Southside I gotta own this, snakeskin on my hat, albino I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like Rhino I'm riding on my rivals, survival, bible Rifle, bullets, for y'all n***as? I got extra I got extra I got money I got work, far as hoes I got a plethora