Realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A., Part II lyrics

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Junior M.A.F.I.A.


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, b*tches givin pus*y like it's free
My GS3 gleams perfectly
Lil Cae's get flour like the stems
Land's and Lexus' flexed with the M-A-F-I-A
Blunts make my day
Friday to Friday stay-be baby
Plus stylus, sippin on Berry's iris
My windfall- be rich by sixteen
Swimmin in CREAM, f*ck a dollar and a dream
Saw her knockin all ho's, dancin a machine, uhh
True bawler, b*tch case might call her
A little shorty but I like my b*tches taller
Nastiest, the flashiest, you got bust past your sh*t
While Big f*ck your b*tch
Uhh uhh, while your n*gga take flicks
Uhh yeah Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique

Chorus: Cheek Del Vec
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, uhh uhh uhh

Verse 2: Cheek Del Vec

I admit back in the days I did stupid sh*t
Now I changed, I'm in to bigger and better things
Like rockin Cuban change, b*tch copped the range
Del Vec was set with the Lex and diamond rings
Pop Moet with my b*tch when it rain
Drink away the pain, got mad stress on my brain
A little n*gga rolled for dough
Copped ki's across seas
And sent a memo from
A Cuban kid named Sallio
Selled mad pulito
Coppin 'bout four bricks then I called Nino
Meet me at the airport, feds is on the stalk
Almost got caught cause the dumb b*tch talked
How much you makin? What we're doin, wouldn't live that
How much my V cost and where my cash stash at
But the feds still couldn't get nuttin
JM I'm still stuntin and frontin
Chorus: Lil Kim

One two y'all, you know we rock ya
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A
*repeat x2*
One two y'all, uh, uh

Verse 3: Lil Kim

Time to make moves, and cruise to the bodega
Grab enough G's while n*ggas master the Sega
In the crib getting high all night
Whippin all on you vics clique feel tight
So you say "Whose, Little Kim, the hit chinquer"
Pull the grass, fast cash and money maker
Do you deal well it's the female
Mafia Member, whippin that ass in December, remember
Terrified of this goddess, who be that artist
Hittin di*k the hardest, Anne Klein don
Coochie cutie, Chanel number 9 for the booty, now you wanna stare?
This butt's for studs all the rocks that I wear
Ice just be freezing while I'm breezing, it's the season
For Land Cruisers, drug users
All around me Junior M.A.F.I.A. steam on
Strap up 'fore these n*ggas act up, uh
And I'll be sittin at the top
While you takin all your rate out state
In 8-5-0s I, be sippin Moey in the sky
On the way to the Bahamas in silk pajamas, with all the Big Mama's
Yeah and for you jealous ass hoes
I keep a rose in my clothes
Uh and there it goes
Chorus: Larceny of the Snakes

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

Verse 4: Larceny

If I told ya once I told ya twice
Love take ya life with this shot gun
Another game over night
Ask my wisdom I gets up in them
Quickly make straight n*ggas
Turn strictly di*kly
Got f*cked by the buck wild Juve
Screw me, can't a n*gga do sh*t to me
I rep tillit, snake b*tch feet it
Larceny I steal it, change more for villit n*gga
Keep your money in your pocket, watch me rock it
Slinging drugs on the corner
What's you bank stop it, 9s I c*ck it
Armed robberies, don't ask me why you girl's slobbing me
I'm schoolin n*ggas while your straight foolin n*ggas
n*ggas frontin, I'm straight blood poolin n*ggas
Doin ya'll n*ggas "Un guard" you ain't hard
Ya'll n*ggas cotton balls, I'm stickin all of yall
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