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letra de nothin' wrong (original) - junior m.a.f.i.a.

(talkbox parts)

[intro/talkbox]
it’s the mafia

[verse 1: lil cease]
uh, uh, say what, say what
it’s the j-m-c in the motherf-ckin’ house y’all n-ggas ain’t (here we go), say what
let’s get it poppin’ like the l popped the cris’ (get it poppin’)
get my mind right so i can slide with a b-tch (oohhh)
cease spot her well i got the eye for the chick
ass and tits fat with the juicy lips
mami let me holla at you for a few ticks
get to know your name while you light this spliff
let me get inside your mind for some major sh-t
let me put you on to some old gangsta sh-t
i step up in the club so fresh and so clean clean (clean clean)
max out, m.a.f.i.a. the american dream team (dream team)
q-b rollin’ on dubs with the big wings
when it comes to stuntin’ for it sh-t ain’t no thang thang
n-ggas ain’t slackin’ n-ggas just packin’
bet you don’t want to see the g-u-n-z’s
sh-t is off the hook, ma please believe it
move dem thangs like angie martinez, for my gangstas

[chorus]
for my gangstas, let’s keep it rockin’
we got the cris’, let’s get it poppin’
be yourself, let’s get the spot lit
let’s get these hoes get on somethin’
cause i don’t see nothin’ wrong
with smokin’ blunts and f-ckin’ hoes all night long
[verse 2: banger]
hey mami
peace to all my fly hunnies
to all my n-ggas gettin’ money
to all my real gangstas sittin’ on 20’s
lace your pinky, your wrist your neck full of jewelry
live your life to the fullest if you feel me, b-tch
shake it to the left, b-tch, shake it to the right
i put my d-ck in a hoe every single night (every night)
what more can i say i can show you the best tell it
i get my freak on way more than missy elliot
and if you think somethin’ sweet
we do like uncle l and swing an ep in my jeep
ass like trina (take it to the house)
freak like adina (take it in your mouth)
cause if you ain’t up on thangs
bang bang be the name j-m-c’s the gang
i rep m-a-x, o-u-t
blaze hoes from n-y to cali to south beach

[chorus]
for my gangstas, let’s keep it rockin’
we got the cris’, let’s get it poppin’
be yourself, let’s get the spot lit
let’s get these hoes get on somethin’
cause i don’t see nothin’ wrong
with smokin’ blunts and f-ckin’ hoes all night long
for my gangstas, let’s keep it rockin’
we got the cris’, let’s get it poppin’
be yourself, let’s get the spot lit
let’s get these hoes get on somethin’
cause i don’t see nothin’ wrong
with smokin’ blunts and f-ckin’ hoes all night long

[verse 3: lil’ kim]
dudes in the rap game, dudes in the movies
tonight i’m lookin’ for an around the way cutey
from blow-outs to waves, hairy can be greasy
got to be a macaroni ’cause i like ’em real cheesy
forte green, brownsville, cyprus keep callin’
thompkins, marcy projects we hittin’ all of ’em
i’m with my girls so it’s all fine and dandy
we stoppin’ at the store gettin’ some of the hood candy
a n-gga with g pulled up in a porsche c
said get what you want, everything on me
i said what up, i’m versace, call her chanel
what’s your name love, huh, get me on my cell
he looked me in my eyes, said yo my name is ja
i got five ex wives that all push x5s
but you, i put you up in the bently
million dollar cribs, break you off somethin’ gently
god no, i’m a model, keep poppin’ them bottles
playin’ n-ggas like dummies, and keep takin’ this money
still i don’t see nothin’ wrong
with spendin’ these n-ggas money all night long
[chorus]
for my gangstas, let’s keep it rockin’
we got the cris’, let’s get it poppin’
be yourself, let’s get the spot lit
let’s get these hoes get on somethin’
cause i don’t see nothin’ wrong
with smokin’ blunts and f-ckin’ hoes all night long

- junior m a f i a

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