(feat. Junior Reid) [Intro: Junior Reid] Stonyahoy!!! Stigading wuy na na ding ding wuy!!! Yeah ha ha ha!!! [Chorus: Junior Reid] Yes I waan dem fi
) Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I been introduced ta Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (wassup Kurupt?) Steady seducin us and now I'm
real Verse One: 2Pac I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash Phone calls from
up Now you tell me who won I see them, they run (ha ha) They don't wanna see us Whole Junior Mafia click Dressing up to be us How the fuck they gonna
course Smiles every time my face is up in The Source We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us Birthdays
wings. 'Til I sprinkle them with the dreams, and I hit 'em with the gift. Say "Bye bye" to them haters, haters. No more lies ? they can't fade us, fade us
ever predict we'd be doin' the same shit We say that we do it for our baby but we don't, we do it for us It's lust, 'cuz neither one of us trusts each
be doin' the same shit, We say we do it for our baby but we don't, We do it for us, it's lust, Cuz neither one of us trusts each other, So we fuck 'til
the cleanest The true definition of what my queen is Nothing coulda ever really come between us Share the same room and Jah will feed us." [Chorus Repeats
Stephen Marley] Yo, Eve This is Steve [Laughing] Yeah we telling, ya know how in the club Hook this up together Give me a call when you get the message
figure) Yeah, yeah, yeah, aiyyo Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh) The number one question is can the Feds get us (uh-huh) I got vendettas
dust So deep down in the dirty there lies us (who?) Yeah Cash Money Records and I'm still up front Stunna pop a bottle baby peel us a blunt Lets eat and
you want it boy you sure can get it You ain't heard It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga [Lil Wayne] They call me gangsta gangsta Weezy, Weezy Lil Birdman junior
[The Lonely Island] Nowwwwwww let's take a trip down memory lane Back to junior high school where it all begain Three bad little kids raisin hell at school
splurge the tab, uh Hops, out the truck like, "Trick, what up?" Call me Sean if you suck, call me gone when I nut That's the end of us, get your friend
[Intro] No... Fuck the bitches, fuck all the stank-ass hoes, all my niggas know Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, Gucci Don, you know how we play Fuckin skanless
