"Extra Cheese" lyrics
You got to know we guapin', diamonds extra sloppy
Don't I love my vegetables? Extra cheese and broccoli
Don't Young L.A, like to kick it like karate?
Don't I be with J-Money, servin' everybody?
Twenty thousand, can't fit up in my pocket
You, you and you, it ain't trickin' if you got it
Hair and nails did, you know I send you that deposit
Rare don't kiss and tell, you know he know to keep it quiet
She got head like Medusa, extra sloppy
All this green in my pocket, look like broccoli
Switchy on the Glock, you know it kick just like karate
Pussy ready to eat, that mean you servin' everybody?
Oh, damn, I love that cootie kick
Body tea, slim waist, and that booty fat
Got them plaques boy, so I fuck 'em to the max
I though fine shit wanted me, but she wanted racks
Pussy A1, like a state gun
She in good hands, Jake from State Farm
I'm out here running through these hoes, like I'm Saquon
No back and fourth about a hoe, this ain't ping pong
No going back-back-back-back
If he try to run up, that shit go rat-rat-rat-rat
Why they think I play tennis? I got rack-rack-rack-racks
How you get that bitch addicted? Cause this D, just like crack
I'm a dope boy, next beat, go boy (Mhmh)
Get that box, undefeated, like Floyd (Mhmh)
Or better yet, should I say Rocky?
Need it ASAP, I bust it down, just like diamonds
She got head like Medusa, extra sloppy
All this green in my pocket, look like broccoli
Switchy on the Glock, you know it kick just like karate
Pussy ready to eat, that mean you servin' everybody?
Twenty thousand, can't fit up in my pocket (Mhmh)
You, you and you, it ain't trickin' if you got it (Mhmh)
Hair and nails did, you know I send you that deposit
Rare don't kiss and tell, you know he know to keep it quiet (Shh)
Don't I love my vegetables? Extra cheese and broccoli
Don't Young L.A, like to kick it like karate?
Don't I be with J-Money, servin' everybody?
Twenty thousand, can't fit up in my pocket
You, you and you, it ain't trickin' if you got it
Hair and nails did, you know I send you that deposit
Rare don't kiss and tell, you know he know to keep it quiet
She got head like Medusa, extra sloppy
All this green in my pocket, look like broccoli
Switchy on the Glock, you know it kick just like karate
Pussy ready to eat, that mean you servin' everybody?
Oh, damn, I love that cootie kick
Body tea, slim waist, and that booty fat
Got them plaques boy, so I fuck 'em to the max
I though fine shit wanted me, but she wanted racks
Pussy A1, like a state gun
She in good hands, Jake from State Farm
I'm out here running through these hoes, like I'm Saquon
No back and fourth about a hoe, this ain't ping pong
No going back-back-back-back
If he try to run up, that shit go rat-rat-rat-rat
Why they think I play tennis? I got rack-rack-rack-racks
How you get that bitch addicted? Cause this D, just like crack
I'm a dope boy, next beat, go boy (Mhmh)
Get that box, undefeated, like Floyd (Mhmh)
Or better yet, should I say Rocky?
Need it ASAP, I bust it down, just like diamonds
She got head like Medusa, extra sloppy
All this green in my pocket, look like broccoli
Switchy on the Glock, you know it kick just like karate
Pussy ready to eat, that mean you servin' everybody?
Twenty thousand, can't fit up in my pocket (Mhmh)
You, you and you, it ain't trickin' if you got it (Mhmh)
Hair and nails did, you know I send you that deposit
Rare don't kiss and tell, you know he know to keep it quiet (Shh)
