Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Extra Mannish, artist - E-40.
Date of issue: 27.04.2008
Song language: English
Extra Mannish |
I’m a little mannish muthafucka |
I take after my older brother |
Started off selling marijuana but now I’m selling yola |
Shit was gettin hella funky at first |
When a nigga was stealin a bitches purse |
Ended up gettin kicked out of every Vallejo school |
They clowned me like a circus |
I was the little mannish motherfucker showing off in the back of the church |
My momma was quick to hit me with a switch and I say «that hurts» |
Get to the house, go to my room and talk some trash |
I never believed a hard head made a soft ass |
Cuz I be moving fast and I’d be tryin to stash |
Beat up the pizza man and then I straight dashed |
Disobidient sport cut my days short |
My momma got tired of takin' my ass back and forth ta court |
I said «momma I’mma straighten up for you and I promise I won’t warrant» |
Got me a job as a paper boy |
21 dollars a month |
5 o’clock in the morning |
Damn I’m slavin' for the fucking white man |
21 dollars might buy me some porrige Chicken George |
I’m tired of muthafuckas fuckin over me |
How can I find a way to make some real money? |
But you don’t feel me |
I was tired of being broke lookin coked down |
Came up off a twenty dollar put me down |
Next thing you know I was up to about a quarter of a ki' rollin |
Niggas was trippin' off me cuz I was a young muthafucka ballin' |
Gettin my fetti on but when there was funk I had to starve |
Time to fetch the choppers and bring out the U-hauls |
Extra mannish |
I make you vanish |
I play for keep |
Investigate that ass till they find out where you sleep |
Muthafucka it’s kamikaze |
Don’t even try me ahh |
I bars none you best believe that I’mma bring me ah |
Fully automatic Tommy with the infared say I’m sorry |
Before I pump your ass full of lead and dump the body |
Extra mannish, that’s what people be calling me |
Oh we can be cool until you get to threatening me |
I loose my temper and shit my eyes turn red |
Blow my top and get real hot at the head |
I guess I’m a failure, I gots no future in my front |
All I’m able to do is sell dope and hit the blunt |
Don’t ask me why sometimes I go to church and testify |
The preacher preaches and I be dang near ready to cry |
Repute the devil |
I got to get out of the ghetto freak |
Sometimes I wonder if mommy and daddy really payin me |
Who would ever thought that a nigga like me |
Would become such a bad ass youngster |
My mommy and daddy done fucked around and created a damn monster |
Why couldn’t I wait till I was bigger |
Before I started drinking malt liquor |
I guess I was a nappy headed stubborn little mannish ass nigga |
Guess who comes through, comes through |
It’s me the Y-O-U-N-G |
I’m just as mannish as I wanna be I pack a 30−30 |
Niggas wanna blast me because I’m down and dirty |
Extra mannish how I’m livin and I’m fuckin my neighbors bitch an |
She lovin' every minute of the dick that I be givin |
Bitches on my jock, Bitches on my jock |
Suckas on the block know I got a Glock |
Bini caps, B-coats and all of that |
I’m beatin niggas down with a baseball bat |
I’m havin revenues I’m gettin paid fool |
A ghetto muthafucka with an attitude |
It’s young mugzy and E-40 |
It’s explains why it’s hard for us blacks and hispanics |
And why we turned extra mannish |