Let’s Get it On lyrics

by

Junior M.A.F.I.A.


[Verse 1: Lil' Cease]
Uh
Yo, I call my connect, get it sent across the border
Chop it up, bag it in bundles of all quarters
I might just hold it and sell weight
Have my sh*t pumpin all across the tristate
n*gga I'ma gangsta, I'm the word to define great
You's a old-timer, you a hustler design late
sh*t, I got my own company, why should I hate?
My paper long as f*ck, high as a pie steak
And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate
Did a couple years in the pen, I don't sign state
A n*gga had a brick and the stash on the highway
I'm always on time like Ja Rule and Ashanti
Ya boy on the grind like it's Friday to friday
A n*gga like me cherish days like I'm Sade
No time for the bullsh*t, no time for the foul play
Now I'ma boss, I'ma do this sh*t my way
So n*gga what you want?

[Chorus: Lil' Cease]
I got my own company, why should I hate?
My paper long as f*ck, high as Empire State
And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate
Did a couple years in the pen, I don't sign state
I got my own company, why should I hate?
My paper long as f*ck, high as Empire State
And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate
Did a couple years in the pen, I don't sign state
[Verse 2: Banger]
Yo, yo, I got that work that the Africans stepped on
The pope blessed on, the 2 for 5's the whole hood slept on
Dough kept growin', toes never got stepped on
Nowadays, n*gga recognized I'm a real don
Since Big passed, is when the fame and the thrill's gone
Left 3 mill on the block, and I'm still on
n*ggas see my face when the real's on
I do the stealin, but I never get stoled on
My life is like Cash Money b*tch when I roll on
And anytime I lay wit a b*tch is wit no clothes on
It's hard doin' right, cuz all my life I did so wrong
p*ssed, I popped sh*t like Monica, I'm so gone
After fame comes success, now that my team's strong
Nowadays, I don't need a shoulder to lean on
Just put me in the booth, give me a mic to scream on
And any gun I pack got its infrared beam on
So n*gga what you want?

[Chorus: Lil' Cease]
I got my own company, why should I hate?
My paper long as f*ck, high as Empire State
And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate
Did a couple years in the pen, I don't sign state
I got my own company, why should I hate?
My paper long as f*ck, high as Empire State
And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate
Did a couple years in the pen, I don't sign state
I got my own company, why should I hate?
My paper long as f*ck, high as Empire State
And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate
Did a couple years in the pen, I don't sign state
I got my own company, why should I hate?
My paper long as f*ck, high as Empire State
And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate
Did a couple years in the pen, I don't sign state
[Outro: Lil' Cease]
Why should I hate
High as Empire State
It just vibrate
I don't sign state
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