Young Duece - Extra Dope lyrics

*Intro* Flow: Da da daaa.. Traphik: Traphik, Young Duece! Flow: I like this. It's feels good, don't it? Traphik: Yea man Flow: Elbee Thrie on it Verse 1 (Flow) Now let me hear you say hey, then say ho Shortie get busy, make it dip low It's Flow, yea it's Kidd Flow but Now we're all grown up So let's get poed up We can get throwed, but you gotta sip slow I ain't tryna see you throw up, unless it's your hands Or it's your deuce, Or it's your fist Or it's your 6(S) yea you we're in the b*tch (fresh) Now lemme see you just bounce, don't it feel good? Don't it got cla**? Yet it's still hood You gotta represent (represent) where you're from right? I'm from the Gem City, so I'm dumb fly And I got the funk, I got the rythm I got the blues, all in my system I feel so alive, cause I got the soul So I gotta shine, with or without the gold Peace (to the east, to the west coast..) *Chorus* From the east, to the west coast They all agree, we're extra dope (4x) Verse 2 (PJ) I give peace to the World Let me flow, time to grow Be successful and hope the World hopes Working towards better things, so I have those things better So those better things make things a little better Okay represent what you stand for A lot of undefined dummies don't know what they stand for I keep it real, uh yup, tell you how I feel.. I'm Eating artists on the low.. happy meal, Yeayaa Feeling clever? I'm feeling good I was born in the jungle, make it if you could Because we seem so close but we're not near I bet you felt the same, but I never fear I make this music sound clearer for you bad ears So come on, come and stand up Hands up, keep it moving, no dance stuff And from the east to the west coast, demand us *Chorus* Verse 3 (Traphik) Now extend your hand to the fam and dap me You know we go way back, like Grams and Pappi Back when that redbone was winking at me Before she did her hair and her strands was nappy I know my roots and they're so deep seeded Ice cold soul, but it's so reheated Kicks got stolen, feeling so defeated But I try to spread love because I know we need it Coast to coast, LA to Manhattan Clean on the scene, I don't need no napkin Pour me a coke and mix it with captain No time to wish, I just make it happen F*ck mistakes and my bad decisions Carry no hate, you dicks are all forgiven I just make music and hope that you listen Life is too short, I'm just trying to live it.. *Chorus*