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Lil Kim

Ladies and
you are now listening of the of The Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior
M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous recognise freak bitches fantasise
Aah aah

Chorus: Lil

Uh one two you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, you know I 'cha
Step in the realms of M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, uhh, uhh, uhh uhh (Check it out!)

1: Lil Caesar

Easy livin, bitches pussy like it's free
My GS3 perfectly
Lil Cae's get flour the stems
Land's and Lexus' with the M-A-F-I-A
make my day
Friday to Friday baby
plus stylus, on Berry's iris
My be rich by sixteen
Swimmin in CREAM, fuck a and a dream
Saw her knockin all ho's, a machine, uhh
True bawler, bitch case might her
A little shorty but I like my bitches
Nastiest, the flashiest, you got past your shit
while Big fuck your
Uhh uhh, while your nigga take
Uhh Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique

Chorus: Del Vec

One two y'all, you I rock ya
in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
x2*
One two y'all, uhh uhh uhh

Verse 2: Del Vec

I admit back in the I did stupid shit
Now I changed, I'm in to bigger and things
rockin Cuban change, bitch copped the range
Del Vec was set with the Lex and diamond
Pop Moet with my when it rain
away the pain, got mad scars on my brain
A little nigga rolled for
ki's across seas
and sent a from
a Cuban kid named
selled mad
Coppin 'bout four bricks I called Nino
me at the airport, feds is on the stalk
Almost got caught cos the dumb bitch
How much you makin? What we're doin, wouldn't live
How much Moveet cost and where my cash at?
But the still couldn't get nuttin
JM I'm still and frontin

Chorus:

One two y'all, you we rock ya
Little Jamal and M.A.F.I.A.
x2*
One two y'all, you know we ya, rock ya
Little Jamal and M.A.F.I.A.

Verse 3:

Mally G a villian, niggas feelin
my trigger enhancin peelin
ya piece with the chrome piece fat
I'll fuck around, black, catch a Mac to ya
Lethal with the eighteen leather
Schemin, bustin on I can ejecta
Window, think slow low
Fuckin with Row Dog you ain't know, aah
Remember this funkabist
Blow the premises out the frame wit
killer seen with the shotty
with M.A.F.I.A. rockin ya fuckin spot
Cockin the Glock, bust, hit the dust
spit shit murderous
Huh, now do you think that you can Jamal, I fade dem all
and if I have to em all, I sure

Chorus: B.I.G.

One two y'all, you know I 'cha
Step in the of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
x2*
One two y'all, uhh uhh uhh

Verse 4:

I got that venom like Sprite got lemon lime
Dina Carradine, keep a in all the time
My rhymes somewhat Shakesperian I'm smeer-ien
to kissin my lawyer at my
This day and age my rap is like the
I this shit, y'all niggas still engaged
Turn blowouts to 360
How this 12 gauge feel on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'
dippin with money L in the green
zimas on our way to see Katrina
She said she a freak like me like Adina
Fucked her by mistake she had a twin Regina
I seen her, excite all the freaks
on curtains, lips, tits and sheets
Compete, death, ya dead, ya die
Don't fuck B-I, that's that!