Lyrics:
[Intro: Lil' Kim]
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
of the Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous niggaz
Chorus: Lil Caesar
One two y'all, you know I rock ya
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
*repeat x2*
One two y'all, uh, uh
Easy livin, bitches
Loose lips sink ships, so this is do or die
This is a letter from Shoestring to the F.B.I.
Backstabbers gone, so I guess you dirty cops are clean
You
the morning
I always cut it too close
Not even f***ing with the shorty that I f*** with the most
She say I’m living in my feelings f*** it I might be
Long way
a monster for the villains
For the lovers miskeen
I got legends in my team
Ronaldo Messy
dose not matter If I lose
By the End love wins
F
I
F
A
One love we
done, cause we don't make sense she still wanna be friends
I can't let you slide this ain't a park, she showed up around ten
She said she wanna f- I said
[Chorus: Lil Caesar]
One two y'all, you know I rock ya
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
[x2]
One two y'all, uh, uh
Easy livin, bitches givin
"Oh, nice to see ya M'am. Not a bad day, huh?"
[F1:] "Well, I'm a little lost. Could you help me out?
I hear your the best with directions."
[Toll
AS F*CK
I work hard I'm on my grind
I got yo back but who got mine
South sac city I’m reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time
I’m the design you
a guide
Each day I don't want to wake up
But I keep going, I won't give up
I'm F.I.N.E. but that's just a lie
I need some help, I can't deny
I try to hide,
with precision been what the games been missin' no kiddin '
Proofs in the puddin'
I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck, I'm tight as f*ck (Ayyyee)
I'm
Aye
It's JR lil n****
Yea yea-a
Had to turn my
Auto tune all the
Way up for this one
Gla
Aye
Aye
Aye
I f*** that bitch in
The back of the Porsche
the street
With the M.A.F.I.A. thugs and all types of heat
But I ain't tryin' to beef, I'm just tryin' to eat
Horizontally, the way I hold my iron, sweet
chance (uh, uh, what? Uh)
Biggie, give me one more chance (Junior M.A.F.I.A.)
Uh, Junior M.A.F.I.A., uh (remix)
(Yeah)
First things first
I, Poppa,
Imma Grind fucking hard f***** hard till die
Yeah, my n****
Imma Grind fucking hard f***** hard till die
Yeah, my n****
Imma grind f***** till I make
chance (uh, uh, what? Uh)
Biggie, give me one more chance (Junior M.A.F.I.A.)
Uh, Junior M.A.F.I.A., uh (remix)
(Yeah)
First things first
I, Poppa,
see why these people always got my back
I done said so much f- up sh-, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by accident
I had a purpose
deal with my problem by proving everybody that f****** doubt me
I deal with my problem by showing you who the f*** i am
Yeah im a simba im a f****** lion
of the band, I don'f f'king smoke...I",
well he does drink, but uh, whatever. You know. (unintelligible)... all the fricking time, Murphy's Law, there
he is
"It's ya boy, Born Sinner
And shout out to the M.A.F.I.A"
How you gone bring yo niggas into battle?
You must be the worst president of a company
Verse 1:
E F#m A E
Come here and look through the window Marie
F#m A E
Open up the shutters,tell me what you see
G#m A E
Was that his knock that I
don't waste no time askin
Rather get it on my own, always had passion
Stay drip-ed in designer gear, check the fashion
C-E-R-T-I-F-I-E-D, bitch, I'm
You know what the f*** it is
I need all the money
Run that s*** (Run it run it)
Stat (Stat)
Ha
Yo
Money dreams
Money dreams
Money dreams while I
will Swat yo p***y a*s just like a damn fly, you broke as f**k I purchase s**t that you can’t buy, 40 on my hip keep a grip just know I can’t lie, when
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