Vārdi:
Call Us Junior

Now let's take a trip down memory lane Back to junior high school where it all began Three bad little kids raising hell at school We were just thirteen

house No doubt, no clout, now we're goin' all out Earthball that's all, never let the devil call Revelations little Biggie nigga so long Metal was so precious I was resurrected, why? Juniors

just like this If you want it, boy, you sure can get it You ain't heard It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga They call me gangsta gangsta, Weezy, Weezy Lil Birdman junior

same shit We say we do it for our baby but we don't We do it for us it's lust Cause neither one of us trust each other So we fuck 'till we bust 'till

) We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) I look in the clouds, hope you past the sun Hope you right next to God and he calling you Son

me off, of course Smiles every time my face is up in The Source We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us Birthdays

Keepin' it real I take a shot of Hennessey Now I'm strong enough to face the madness Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash Phone calls from my

(Chorus) you want me to cross the border? well come on baby you want me to cross the border? well come on baby (Boobonic) They call me A.J., A.K.A.

to be a drug lord When I'm naughty I always claimed to be a drug lord [1st Verse] Back up in junior high sipping on some gin with my so-called friends