Extra Money Lyrics - The Biggie Sound

album: Get The Dollar 

[chorus: J. Glock & (Bigg Sound)] 

Every mornin' I get a extra money 

(FUCK 'EM UP ROCK!) 

I do a letter and I do amusement workout 

I'm aware of everything happenin' around 

Every mornin' I get a extra money 

(FUCK 'EM UP ROCK!) 

I do a letter and I do amusement workout 

I'm aware of everything happenin' around 

[J. Glock] 

here we go! 

[verse 1: Bigg Sound] 

I got extra money 

I gotta Microsoft just for me 

Crystal rain! Bling! Bling! Bling! 

Cocaine in my head, I know you love chinchillas 

Check it nigga! My gang, only gorillaz (huh) 

Don't cross the street, not into my business 

'Cause the glock will speak will measure the distance 

From Ethiopia, my product is cleanest 

Your girl is suckin' my penis (yea!) 

I'm blowin' up, I became the fucker of genius 

Yeah! That's right! Explodin' chains 

You know nothing of them motherfuckin' games (ha-ha) 

[chorus: J. Glock & (Bigg Sound)] 

Every mornin' I get a extra money 

(FUCK 'EM UP ROCK!) 

I do a letter and I do amusement workout 

I'm aware of everything happenin' around 

Every mornin' I get a extra money 

(FUCK 'EM UP ROCK!) 

I do a letter and I do amusement workout 

I'm aware of everything happenin' around 

[verse 2: Bigg Sound] 

After my first money 

The girls spoke: "Bigg, Bigg, Bigg" 

"I wanna one more chance" 

"What's happenin' in your game?" (oh) 

Sighin' loudly, wants to be wit' me in my climax 

Girl, I'm flexible! In the Rolls you've tasted my sex 

Yo girl wets her lips (c'mon) 

Baby, new Bigg delightin' in her hips 

I wag wit' my cream 

To the weak niggas I put my clips 

Woop-woo - I must be high (yea!) 

So I don't mix the vision 

Shanni my cheddar will take you to sky 

I don't wanna to leave you shy 

Yeah! 

[chorus: J. Glock & (Bigg Sound)] 

Every mornin' I get a extra money 

(FUCK 'EM UP ROCK!) 

I do a letter and I do amusement workout 

I'm aware of everything happenin' around 

Every mornin' I get a extra money 

(FUCK 'EM UP ROCK!) 

I do a letter and I do amusement workout 

I'm aware of everything happenin' around 

[Bigg Sound] 

FUCK 'EM UP ROCK! 

[verse 3: J. Glock] 

Just like Calvin Klein I'll put in all JG 

You know that money doesn't make me a real G 

Let's go! I love platinum 

But, now I'm using gold 

Cheers to the Prince, I'm doing my show 

Get the dollar, get the money, get the dough (hoO!) 

Yeah! Don't forget I'm in the Gangsta land 

Ya brain, crashed on the floor is part of the game 

15:00 mark when I walk in my silver Lambo 

And firin' a machine-gun like Rambo 

Drillin' his layers, BLOW! wit' my ammo (yea!) 

I already got mansions, yachts and luxury cars 

Now missin' something 

Destroyin' some rap's stars 

Earn extra money, rockin' in New York 

Makin' smoke wit' the guys and stop this talk (ha-ha) 

[chorus: J. Glock & (Bigg Sound)] 

Every mornin' I get a extra money 

(FUCK 'EM UP ROCK!) 

I do a letter and I do amusement workout 

I'm aware of everything happenin' around 

Every mornin' I get a extra money 

(FUCK 'EM UP ROCK!) 

I do a letter and I do amusement workout 

I'm aware of everything happenin' around 

[Bigg Sound talkin'][* cocking *] 

Hey Prince! 

I'm givin' a deal that nigga who shot the O. 

Hey Rock! 

You're jealous of my new business 

(FUCK 'EM UP ROCK!) 

Hey Gomez! 

Don't cry for him, I'll give you reasons 

Hey Rampage! 

I'm poundin' and poundin' (ha-ha) 

T.B.S. Thug get the dollar 

New Bigg Sound 

J. Glock (huh!) 

Hug to New York, hug to Miami 

I'll be right back to Cali 

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