Young Casanovas Lyrics - Singles - Junior M.a.f.i.a

One two we don't stop 

C'mon c'mon we won't stop 

We won't stop you don't stop 

You already know that I am the man 

and I'm always right and never wrong 

You already know that I am the man 

'Cause I'm always right and never wrong 

Yo check it out 

I'm the trife one Cease you got weed let me light one 

Girls of different cultures chinese to the white ones 

Home players, wild thing girl slayers 

Cuties, big booties, big gave Coogies 

Black white beautiful ain't nuttin I won't do for you 

Backside so thick, won't fit inside a hula hoop 

Shine on me baby, pour wine on you baby 

I'ma drink it off your back, got a problem with that? 

Fellas get me, sip Christ', count fifties 

Split Phillies, girly girls they bet are you a Willie? 

It's a trife world, ain't gon be nasty, you a nice girl 

Liz Clayborne dresses, diamonds to white pearls 

Wild thing though, do lot of things low 

Make a wise man grow to a live man a show 

Only problem with the trife one is I stay low 

Blowin' lye with guys who got they eyes on my dough 

[Chorus] 

We got riches, we got bitches 

You want drama, we got guns 

I'm that kid, from Harlem World 

and you know where I'm from 

Now my team, is out for cream 

and you know exactly what I mean 

So any click tryin to stop us 

is the click that gets seen 

Yo, yo, yo, Ceaser Leo, aiyyo 

Aiyyo wherever I go buy all hydro 

Lie low so I don't get harassed by five-oh 

Used to be in the red star, gettin' my head slobbed 

from the old school hoe that swallowed the egg nog 

I chill of course until I feel I'm the boss 

Until they got Lil' Cease face on the Source 

Got girls that be clever, that's on another level 

Tell me I'm your hero, Cease DeGeanero 

Need a wild thing, so the town can swing 

Pull the hair back and forth, layin' pounds of cream 

Bet Cease break your crutches with a crowded team 

Fulfillin' wishes to they misses with a thousand dreams 

I got, mouth to feed, pretty childs to breed 

If you really drinkin' babies, youse can swallow the seed 

When it come to the sex I like it better on your knees 

Fore I hit the kitty cat, gotta check it for flees 

[Chorus] 

Aiyyo nobody used to speak to me 

To launch paper got me Geechie G, now every broad 

keep beepin' me, frequently, know the frequency 

Just to speak to me, yes leave with me, but recently 

Get Proposals, of Indecency, but can't cost a penny 

'Cause now I want Moore than Demi, but I ain't mousy 

Matter fact, we can get rowdy 

But only green papers with the faces arouse me 

Now I know what a woman think, but girl I'm top ten rank 

But I only get hard when I see Ben Frank in the bank 

It don't pay to baby don't show up 

But know what? Better catch me fore my price go up 

I'm a hoe slut for the dough but, I want the paper 

To come, til I throw up, so girl grow up 

You need to slow up the stash, I ain't all about us 

'Cause a nigga like Kam all I need is my cash 

I want my money. 

[Chorus: x3]