Nothing Wrong
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๐ Lyrics
It's the mafia (Uh)
Uh (Uh)
Uh
Say what, say what
It's the JMC in the motherfuckin' house
Y'all niggas ain't, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Say what
Uh, uh, yo
Let's get it poppin' like the L pops the Crist'
Get my mind right so I can slide with a bitch
C's follow L, 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 clip
Let me get inside your mind with some major shit
Let me put you on to some ol' gangsta shit
I step up in the club, so fresh and so clean clean
Max Out, M.A.F.I.A., the American dream team
Big free rollin' on dubs with the B wings
When it comes to stuntin', frontin' shit ain't no thang thang
Niggas ain't flaggin', niggas just actin'
Bet you don't wanna see them G-U-N-Z's
Shit is off the hook, ma, please believe it
Move them things like Angie Martinez
All my gangstas
Let's keep it rockin'
We got the Crist'
Let's get it poppin'
We got the Henn'
Let's get to partyin'
Yo, G Smalls
Get you on somethin'
'Cause I don't see nothin' wrong
Then why don't we
We smokin' blunts and fuckin' hoes all night long
Hey, mami
Peace to all my fly honies, to all my niggas gettin' money
To all my real gangstas sittin' on twenties
Lace your pinky, your wrist, your neck full of jewelry
Live your life to the fullest if you feel me, bitch
Shake it to the left, shake it to the right
I put my dick in a ho every single night
What more can I say? I can show you, then best tell it
I get my freak on way more than Missy Elliott
Huh, 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 things
Bang Bang be the name, JMC the gang
I rep M-A-X O-U-T
Blaze hoes from the Y to Cali to South Beach
All my gangstas
Let's keep it rockin'
We got the Crist'
Let's get it poppin'
We got the Henn'
Let's get to partyin'
Yo, G Smalls
Get you on somethin'
'Cause I don't see nothin' wrong
Then why don't we
We smokin' blunts and fuckin' hoes all night long
Pass the clips
All my gangstas
Let's keep it rockin'
We got the Crist'
Let's get it poppin'
We got the Henn'
Let's get to partyin'
Yo, G Smalls
Get you on somethin'
'Cause I don't see nothin' wrong
Then why don't we
We smokin' blunts and fuckin' hoes all night long
It's the mafia
You know there ain't nothin' wrong
Baby, you know there ain't nothin' wrong
You know there ain't nothin' wrong
I wanna fuck you all night long
You know there ain't nothin' wrong
Baby, you know there ain't nothin' wrong
Smoke the blunt, smoke the blunt
All night long
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
Mafioso
Uh (Uh)
Uh
Say what, say what
It's the JMC in the motherfuckin' house
Y'all niggas ain't, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Say what
Uh, uh, yo
Let's get it poppin' like the L pops the Crist'
Get my mind right so I can slide with a bitch
C's follow L, 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 clip
Let me get inside your mind with some major shit
Let me put you on to some ol' gangsta shit
I step up in the club, so fresh and so clean clean
Max Out, M.A.F.I.A., the American dream team
Big free rollin' on dubs with the B wings
When it comes to stuntin', frontin' shit ain't no thang thang
Niggas ain't flaggin', niggas just actin'
Bet you don't wanna see them G-U-N-Z's
Shit is off the hook, ma, please believe it
Move them things like Angie Martinez
All my gangstas
Let's keep it rockin'
We got the Crist'
Let's get it poppin'
We got the Henn'
Let's get to partyin'
Yo, G Smalls
Get you on somethin'
'Cause I don't see nothin' wrong
Then why don't we
We smokin' blunts and fuckin' hoes all night long
Hey, mami
Peace to all my fly honies, to all my niggas gettin' money
To all my real gangstas sittin' on twenties
Lace your pinky, your wrist, your neck full of jewelry
Live your life to the fullest if you feel me, bitch
Shake it to the left, shake it to the right
I put my dick in a ho every single night
What more can I say? I can show you, then best tell it
I get my freak on way more than Missy Elliott
Huh, 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 things
Bang Bang be the name, JMC the gang
I rep M-A-X O-U-T
Blaze hoes from the Y to Cali to South Beach
All my gangstas
Let's keep it rockin'
We got the Crist'
Let's get it poppin'
We got the Henn'
Let's get to partyin'
Yo, G Smalls
Get you on somethin'
'Cause I don't see nothin' wrong
Then why don't we
We smokin' blunts and fuckin' hoes all night long
Pass the clips
All my gangstas
Let's keep it rockin'
We got the Crist'
Let's get it poppin'
We got the Henn'
Let's get to partyin'
Yo, G Smalls
Get you on somethin'
'Cause I don't see nothin' wrong
Then why don't we
We smokin' blunts and fuckin' hoes all night long
It's the mafia
You know there ain't nothin' wrong
Baby, you know there ain't nothin' wrong
You know there ain't nothin' wrong
I wanna fuck you all night long
You know there ain't nothin' wrong
Baby, you know there ain't nothin' wrong
Smoke the blunt, smoke the blunt
All night long
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
It's the mafia
Mafioso