Extra, Extra!!

Lyrics

[Intro] Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry) Get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry here I come) Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (You wanna battle Paula Perry?) Get it, get it, get it, get it (Here I come again settin' trends) Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry) Get it, get it, get it, get it (The Queen of Fort Greene) Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry) Get it, get it, get it, get it (Here I come) [Verse 1] Aw yeah, it's Paula P and Premier We risin' out the cuts, what? Jealous eyes wanna stare Who cares? I double-dare Fulton aves, pay a fare when you're comin' through Every day I get saluted by gods on the boulevard In my mind I know it's hard So I'm tryin' to build somethin' up Throw the dice, raise the dank up I take a bitch back in the days when we had cars we used to crank up Smack 'em up, smell the coffee Get up off me, chick, I'm on top of this, please Assessing needs on bonds at Mickey D's Pure like nuns, score all his needs More than a woman like the Bee Gees But I still squeeze these Hollow heads for hard heads I shock a bitch and have her wig lookin' like Chaka Khan, word is bond, napalm bombs we drop up in your lawn [Chorus] Ayo, extra, extra, read the headlines We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time You better ask somebody, young Gottis Fast hotties, what, what, we in your lobby Extra, extra, read the headlines We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time You better ask somebody, young Gottis Fast hotties, wanted posters in the lobby [Verse 2] Yeah, check the inside edition, Premier, strap 'em to the chair We gon' make 'em listen, I'll hold your ears Hostage, let's get it on Top story shit, Fox Five, tell Penny Crone I can see it now, you're home alone Check it, I'm on your fire escape Lookin' at you, check, I got the duct tape, check I got the apple 'bout to grab you up From the back of your wrap, I thrive for that surprised look Knowin' you're shook, touch tone sudden off the hook Brooknam, ghetto design, close the book We hit the cement in Lugz, niggas that wear Boss Claimin' to be thugs and chicks that's gossipin' too much I hold a grudge, what? Tug of war Prepare for the mud, what? P Perry Sister Sledge gettin' down and dirty over your head Ain't nothin' y'all can do, I'm here, I swear Every time you hear somethin' I drop Make sure your hear it clear [Chorus] Ayo, extra, extra, read the headlines We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time You better ask somebody, young Gottis Fast hotties, what, what, we in your lobby [Verse 3] It's my prerogative like Bobby Brown You get down, I get around like Pac, y'all sit around and watch I blow the spot, any spot, The Tunnel Or S.O.'s, Vertigo's, showin' love to my Latinos Nine-eight settin' 'em straight, sippin' V8 Familiar face in any place we lace For y'all gamblers y'all gonna ace Elaborate my hate with Paper Mates I'm tryin' to escalate to the rooftop I used to sell blue tops Got credit from the weed spot From Trini with the dreadlocks When I'm broke I still smoke a lot Choke a lot, cool cops gave a bitch props Only faggots bust shots While kids be playin' hopscotch In broad day, Fort Knox Every day around the way it stay hot FG too hot for TV Cats rep for GP Signed and sealed, done deal What's real is real, uh Paula Perry, here I come again [Chorus] Ayo, extra, extra, read the headlines We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time You better ask somebody, young Gottis Fast hotties, what, what, we in your lobby Extra, extra, read the headlines We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time You better ask somebody, young Gottis Fast hotties, wanted posters in the lobby [Outro] Paula Perry Paula Perry here I come Paula Perry Paula Perry here I come Paula Perry Here I come