Nothin Wrong Junior M.A.F.I.A. (Ft. Method Man)

[Intro/Talkbox]
It's the Mafia
Uh, uh, say what, say what
It's the J-M-C in the motherfuckin' house y'all niggas ain't (here we go), say what

[Verse 1: Lil Cease]
Let's get it poppin' light the L pop the Cris (get it poppin')
Get my mind right so I can slide with a bitch (oohhh)
Cease spot her well I got the eye for the chicks
Ass and tits fat with the juicy lips
Hey mami let me holla at you for a few ticks
Get to know your name while you light this spliffs
Let me get inside your mind for some major shit
Let me put you on to some old gangsta shit (gangsta shit)
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)
Big free rollin' on dubs with the big wings
When it comes to stuntin' for it shit ain't no thang thang
Niggas ain't flaggin' niggas just packin'
Bet you don't want to see the G-U-N-Z'S
Shit is off the hook, ma please believe it
Move Dem Thangs like Angie Martinez

[Chorus/Talkbox]
To all my gangstas, let's keep it rockin'
We got the Cris, let's get it poppin'
We got haaaze, let's get to sparkin
And get to smokin' on somethin'
'Cause I don't see nothin' wrong
With smokin' blunts and fuckin' hoes all night long