Extravagant (feat. Case-Klowzed) - Nasty C & T.I.

Shawty, after all the fighting, the fucking's better You got your left one and your right in, all of your vendetta You punched me in my fucking jaw, you ain't have to do that Just swung again and hit the wall, but I had to move back I'm buying Plain Janes only for my main thing She still got the nerve to argue, I guess that's the way of things All she do is bitch at me like that's the way I'm saying things Bought this bitch a hunnid bags like They don't do the same thing? (Same thing) Shit don't ever change, it don't ever change Even when I try to change my ways, you gon' stay the same Then you wanna pop up on me 'cause my feelings David Blaine Got them disappearing niggas, listen up and hear this, nigga How many of us bought this bitch a watch, and it ain't change shit? (Yes, I did) How many of us bought this bitch a bag, and it ain't change shit? (I did) How many of us bought this bitch a car, and it ain't change shit? Man, it hurts to say, but some of y'all bitches ain't shit (damn) I might need some therapy (therapy) The last bitch I fucked with, lied and tried to publicly embarrass me (yes, she did) So this album will not be about her this time 'Cause all that lying she did, fucked with my real bitch Big time, this the sixth time I done fucked up Big lie, got my bitch cryin' in the tub, drunk She just caught me in 4K getting fucked up Two bitches going both ways like some nunchucks Nunchucks, nunchucks Nunchucks, nunchucks Nunchucks, nunchucks Nunchucks, nunchucks Nunchucks, nunchucks Nunchucks, nunchucks I got two different bitches go both ways like some nunchucks They fuck me good, on hood, if you hating, I give one fuck She wanna stay with me, well, I'm gon' let her stay with me I got two different bitches switching positions, it's up, up And if it's up, you know that that shit can get stuck, stuck Come drip on my chocolate, shawty, come show me what's up, ayy I got two bitches going both ways like some, uh Like some, uh (ooh) Like some, uh (damn) Like some, uh Like some, uh (ooh) Like some, uh Like some, uh (damn) Yeah, yeah I said, lil' bitch, I'm bugging Got two different women fucking Don't leave home with your emotions Girl, let's all get into something I'm tryna fuck something so we can just quit discussion I get the shit, but I, I get the shit busting Call me up, up, uh Houston, Atlanta, Vegas Wherever you like to get naked, that's where I plan to take you All 'round the telly, got you in lingerie masquerading Say she a masochist, well, come give your master a kiss I bought her a bag and then gave that shit to my other bitch Look, you on some other shit, no, I do not fuck with this Shawty, please, let me breathe, keep it G Got me to my knees, pussy smell like summer's eve I'ma fuck you both and leave like Jacquees I got two different bitches go both ways like some nunchucks They fuck me good, on hood, if you hating, I give one fuck She wanna stay with me, well, I'm gon' let her stay with me I got two different bitches switching positions, it's up, up And if it's up, you know that shit can get stuck, stuck Come drip on my chocolate, shawty, come show me what's up, ayy I got two bitches going both ways like some, uh Like some, uh (ooh) Like some, uh (damn) Like some, uh Like some, uh (ooh) Like some, uh Like some, uh (damn) Yeah, yeah

Your love is extravagant Your friendship, is intimate I feel like moving to the rhythm of your grace Your fragrance is intoxicating, in our secret place Your love is extravagant Spread wide in the arms of Christ, is the love that covers sin No greater love have I ever known You considered me your friend Capture my heart again Your love is extravagant Your friendship is intimate I feel like moving to the rhythm of your grace Your fragrance is intoxicating in our secret place Your love is extravagant Spread wide, in the arms of Christ, is the love that covers sin No greater love have I ever known You considered me your friend Spread wide, in the arms of Christ, is the love that covers sin No greater love have I ever known You considered me your friend Capture my heart again Your love is extravagant Your friendship is intimate

(Verse: WC) We been through SL Coupe Wrist froze like Igloo Big Lou, Tony get your sauce swirled Come twisting, Nina whistling that you with your home girls Big bankers, Big drinker, I see you sneaking A peak so I know you live these gangsters Freaky thoughts got me cussing at you Visualizing me in side ya, baby can we holla Lookie here lets skip the fake conversation and all the waiting My name is Dub what's crackalatin Certified rider, all nighter, dipping in the Impala Trying to get you with this anaconda Be your friendly neighbor-hood neighbor with paper Chrome and wood on the Chevy baby Bust rubbers go deep under covers A freaky mother f**ka' we should get to know each other (Chorus: Case) Come take a ride with me baby Me and my homey bout to blow - Flirt I saw you at the light looking bright Banging from your head to your toes - Flirt Can't tell the future, I don't know what tomorrow holds But we can smoke a little chronic, drink a little And if it's good, drink a lil' mo - Flirt (Verse: WC) Ain't no denying I'm straight buying You in that tight skirt Cause baby you got my flirt Shutting all rookies down Stub down Dub Cezzy A.k.a. Pussy Hound Who was snitching, punany technician Trying to make your head off from multiple positions Off a yatch and moet I fiend for sex, menage a trois and getting freaky of that ass Cause I insert it Squirt it wit you on top jerking it Playing Mystikal like "show me what you working wit" Running up in it playing dead duck let me put the plug in it Show you how a thug hit it Exchange lines, blazing drinks St. Ides Trying to do the damn thing wit you And your girl at the same time No commitments to make the butt riches, a machine loving m vocabulary, flirt (Chorus) (Verse: WC) I got a problem, and it's serious as cancer No matter what you call it baby I'm a f**kaholic Trying to get you on the lizo to blow And whistle my melody, part them legs open like the Red Sea Make you smack hit it from the back While I'm creeping in the hood blowing on dubs sac As long as your kit-kat gets wet and percolate No matter the color or size, I can't hate I like the skinny ones, thick ones the whole entre I even think I'm country for fat monkeys like Beyonce Wet lips and as ghetto as Vivica Nasty long tongue known for licking ya I might trick a little just to keep the litter But tripping as G gon' cause we goin sip I'm mashing to smashing There's too many asses I can't role past them, I'm getting at them (Chorus) (2x) (Outro: WC + (Case)) (You me, Dub-Cee) Uh, Dub-Cee (Flirt) Case (that's me) New millenium shit (baby baby babe)

I got like 30,000 hoes, nigga I have a problem Yuh, ayy, yuh Talk shit, talk shit, talk shits, huh, yuh Yeah Make a nigga wanna take a step back I can't fuck that hoe if her ass flat Don't need no bitch, you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at? Make a nigga wanna take a step back I can't fuck that hoe if her ass flat Don't need no bitch, you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at? Nutted in her hair, shorty mad, so what? Fuck a nigga bitch, then I dip, oh shit Does a hit make your motherfuckin' shit blow up? You silly niggas not ready Forget it, behead him Fuck shit up, start armageddon I've had it with you, fuck nigga Need the cash now, can't fuck with you Make a nigga wanna take a step back I can't fuck that hoe if her ass flat Don't need no bitch, you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at? Choppa got a whole lot of kick, boy Choppa hold a 100, I don't miss, boy Duct tape wrapped around the clips, boy Dump one, flip back in, boy Talk to me nice or don't talk at all Shooters got the tool, it's busting off I got the pump and all, this shit jumping off 'Cause there 'bout to be a shootout when niggas pop out 30 clips and extendos, nigga Shooters all go off the wind blow, nigga We don't miss, lil' nigga, you get hit, lil' nigga If I don't got it, you know 5 gon' get you Make a nigga wanna take a step back I can't fuck that hoe if her ass flat Don't need no bitch, you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at? Make a nigga wanna take a step back I can't fuck that hoe if her ass flat Don't need no bitch, you can have that Fuck that shit, where the motherfucking cash at?

Yeah Okay, okay, okay, ayy (ayy) Damn, talk, hmm Hmm (yeah) Ayy, ayy, yeah, damn, damn Ayy, drama and stress Chasing me down on a highway express Bless the beggars, on my right and my left Bless the beggars, living right in my texts I'm getting all the money, not all the rest I hope every single person that need me Learn how to fly and jump out of they nest Land on a blessing, let God do the rest 99 problems and most of them real Some of them really just all in my head I'm letting go of happiness for a pill I'm tryna find some happiness in a pill Validation, is a drug Even niggas following us, ayy Tell 'em to follow they gut, ayy I'm swimming in money 'cause I never swam as a kid And I thought I'd be dumb as a bitch A house with a pool is a dream that I left in my bed 'Cause I wasn't supposed to be shit Lucky for me, I was curious, y'all call it ADHD 'Til I decided to squeeze a thought That I could one day be rich maybe I be tryna tell 'em, I do not need no treatment I just need for you to treat me like I'm human Like we even, we equal Breathing, feeling (feeling, feeling) Ayy, yeah, ayy Touch down '97, ayy February 11, ayy God said, "Let there be motherfucker That's gon' stand right up and ask some questions, ayy Don't take no direction, ayy Then make everybody else a sucker for attention, ayy" I don't walk on water, no But some people praise me, ayy Do I even like it? No Do I really hate it? Ayy I been going through it and the magic word is "through" Found myself in all the bullshit, then I flushed the residue Now a young nigga so driven, I got mileage for days Life is pussy, pussy's good but sometimes it's okay Yeah, sometimes it get average I swear Haha, yeah I be spittin' fire like a dragon, you a angry bird Mad at my wings instead of your own Hating on me and loving my clones You hating my pics but mimic the pose Throw me in the ditch, then later realize you planted a rose That's why I stay in a planet of my own, and I mind mine Promise you, if I don't die a legend, I'ma die trying I don't see no stop signs Ain't no such on cloud nine When y'all say the names of our legends, y'all better shout mine Everybody got an opinion, they wanna outline Niggas made the worst of decisions, then wanna doubt mine Everything looks simple 'cause y'all looking from the outside Go control your own blessings, nigga, let me count mine

I used to have Jack, in the fridge and the bank, I'm not goin' back I had bed bugs, I had roaches and rats, I'm not goin' back Makin' this cheese cannot be this easy, there must be a catch I'm spendin' and makin it back So maybe it's balance in that I used to have Jack, in the fridge and the bank, I'm not goin' back I had bed bugs, I had roaches and rats, I'm not goin' back Making' this cheese cannot be this easy, there must be a catch I'm spendin' and makin it back So maybe it's balance in that (I used to have Jack) They know I switch the time zone and Bring this shit home, they tippin' they hats I don't want nothin' in return from None of my bro's for scratchin' they backs Some people wanna be clones, to each his own, go get you some racks They goin' nowhere too fast Only God knows how they crash Soon as I found me a window, I got in where I fit in If I make somebody a widow, she gon' have her some millis More money more problems but fuck it we'll take it When we used to be broke it was shitty Can't be a nobody in my own city I ride like the mayor, my windows is tinted These people ain't playin' my songs out of pity They actually genuinely fuckin' with me They pay me in tens, twenties, hundreds, fifties I'm takin' it all cash, I ain't picky Don't give me no hard pass, let me figure it out I'm not a liability nigga I hustle like I got a mini-me nigga It's Tall Racks til infinity I used to have Jack, in the fridge and the bank, I'm not goin' back I had bed bugs, I had roaches and rats, I'm not goin' back Makin' this cheese cannot be this easy, there must be a catch I'm spendin' and makin it back So maybe it's balance in that I used to have Jack, in the fridge and the bank, I'm not goin' back I had bed bugs, I had roaches and rats, I'm not goin' back Makin' this cheese cannot be this easy, there must be a catch I'm spendin' and makin it back So maybe it's balance in that (I used to have...)