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Erik Charles - Extremist Lyrics



Erik Charles - Extremist Lyrics




[ Featuring Jadakiss ]

Three and a half years if they catch you with a gat,
All that mean now is that Ni**as is shooting back,
War something I got a taste for
Out on bail
Bigger gun than the one that I got the case for.
Never can tell what I might do,
I aint nothin like you
I put my Dutch out on your Nike Boots
Pull my nuts out on your wife in the mic booth
Situate with her at the end of the night too,
Those were the happy days, these the real years
Ni**as is braindead and shitbags in wheelchairs,
For the record, I dont give a f**k who your team is,
You don't want it with me
Cause I'm an extremist.

(Upstates)

The lucky one you sucky f**ks,
No time for no funny f**ks
Wouldn't loan you twenty bucks
If mommy offered twenty sucks,
Did a bid like twenty months
And now you think your Tony Tough,
You aint really bout that business
I dont care what homie does,
Talkin to you phony ones,
The ones who mouths bologna ones,
No you not the only ones,
Play online,
I play with guns.
Peter Parker picking funds,
Well really I dont give a f**k
Truth is that you bitches suck,
My time is now,
The gig is up.
Extremist, I'm relentless.
White her mouth up like a dentist,
Give her Rodman like I'm Dennis.
She grabbing balls like this is tennis.
See, I'm all about my lettuce
Like my sandwich with the cheddar.
Cook the opposition ocky way,
Chop it with Beretta (bow)

Three and a half years if they catch you with a gat,
All that mean now is that Ni**as is shooting back,
War something I got a taste for
Out on bail
Bigger gun than the one that I got the case for.
Never can tell what I might do,
I aint nothin like you
I put my Dutch out on your Nike Boots
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Three and a half years if they catch you with a gat,
All that mean now is that Ni**as is shooting back,
War something I got a taste for
Out on bail
Bigger gun than the one that I got the case for.
Never can tell what I might do,
I aint nothin like you
I put my Dutch out on your Nike Boots
Pull my nuts out on your wife in the mic booth
Situate with her at the end of the night too,
Those were the happy days, these the real years
Ni**as is braindead and shitbags in wheelchairs,
For the record, I dont give a f**k who your team is,
You don't want it with me
Cause I'm an extremist.

(Upstates)

The lucky one you sucky f**ks,
No time for no funny f**ks
Wouldn't loan you twenty bucks
If mommy offered twenty sucks,
Did a bid like twenty months
And now you think your Tony Tough,
You aint really bout that business
I dont care what homie does,
Talkin to you phony ones,
The ones who mouths bologna ones,
No you not the only ones,
Play online,
I play with guns.
Peter Parker picking funds,
Well really I dont give a f**k
Truth is that you bitches suck,
My time is now,
The gig is up.
Extremist, I'm relentless.
White her mouth up like a dentist,
Give her Rodman like I'm Dennis.
She grabbing balls like this is tennis.
See, I'm all about my lettuce
Like my sandwich with the cheddar.
Cook the opposition ocky way,
Chop it with Beretta (bow)

Three and a half years if they catch you with a gat,
All that mean now is that Ni**as is shooting back,
War something I got a taste for
Out on bail
Bigger gun than the one that I got the case for.
Never can tell what I might do,
I aint nothin like you
I put my Dutch out on your Nike Boots
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Michael Mania-Bond, Jason Phillips
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Performed By: Erik Charles
Featuring: Jadakiss
Language: English
Written by: Michael Mania-Bond, Jason Phillips

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