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Little Brother
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ExtraHard
作词:Phonte Lyshod Coleman, Thomas Louis Jones Iii, D (undetermined) Porter
Uh, Little Brother, uh, Mr. Porter, uh, aiyyo Denaun This a, this a provocative ass beat my nigga, I ain't gon' lie
Like, this shit so hard, it's so provocative Before I could do it I had to go get a manicure, a pedicure A cucumber melon facial wrap and now nigga I'm spittin' this shit I got on a raspberry colored mock neck and some guava juice cologne
Chances are I've raised the bar Never first at the finish but here I are Niggaz gettin' out of hand 'til I raised the par Yeah, I took a few lumps, I don't easily scar
And after number two, heard they tried to tar But baby I'm back, now I see folks tryin' to sit where I sat Shakin' my hand like shit, it's like that? And this is all fact
All factual, all actual Now they lookin' at me, eyes all glassy now From the chicken head hoes with the weaves and perms To the coffee shop bitches with the naturals
'Member when they didn't even wanna ask me out Now they all wanna know, how they can be down Didn't think I'd make it rhymin' but I'm still grindin' Look at 'Te shinin', are you happy now?
Everybody say praise the Lord Ain't another like me, I swear to God Everybody wanna be amongst the stars So now I gotta go and do it extra hard
Yeah, steppin' out extra hard New aim, new game, fresh feet on the car Don't ever let a nigga tell you who you are So when you gotta show 'em go extra hard, yeah, yeah
Uh, say I'm good, say I'm great Couple niggaz took a shot but they both late They both cake, soft like a Styrofoam plate You wanna see the champ, better get into shape
Get into weights, mix berry protein shakes Rapper go hard, I don't need no breaks Let me hear another word, I expose fakes I done took all the shit I'ma take, that's word 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
Say word on the street is, 'Te stay flowin' Just showin' what a beat is It'd be so nice if he wasn't an elitist, bullshit homey I'm a grown ass man, just call it as I see it
Flow so dumb it's borderline genius All the way from NC to Phoenix We get bread and it spreads like an epidemic 'Te three point oh nigga this is the remix I done upgraded y'all, catch up, uh
Everybody say praise the Lord Ain't another like me, I swear to God Everybody wanna be amongst the stars So now I gotta go and do it extra hard
Yeah, steppin' out extra hard New aim, new game, fresh feet on the car Don't ever let a nigga tell you who you are So when you gotta show 'em, go extra hard, yeah, yeah
Uh, everybody thinks I'm crazy 'Cause I don't do what they do Cell phones stop ringin' at night I'm thinkin' where are my bitches?
Nobody wants to see you When you're down and out These niggaz gon' turn their backs on you Wish that they could see me now
Everybody say praise the Lord Ain't another like me, I swear to God Everybody wanna be amongst the stars So now I gotta go and do it extra hard
Yeah, steppin' out extra hard New aim, new game, fresh feet on the car Don't ever let a nigga tell you who you are So when you gotta show 'em, go extra hard, yeah, yeah
Uh, let's go, yeah, yeah, uh All my NC niggaz go extra hard Yeah, yeah, uh, let's go, yeah, yeah, uh All my niggaz worldwide go extra hard Lord have mercy, oh
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