Do What You Like Lyrics - Junior M.a.f.i.a

[Intro] 

Queen Bitch yah shit shit is crazy you 

Can't fuck with you 

For real 

They can't fuck with you 

They can't fuck with you 

What's wrong with ya'll bitches man 

What's wrong with ya'll niggas man 

c'mon The fuck is wrong wit ya'll niggas 

Where you at nigga 

c'mon nigga 

Where you at Where you at nigga c'mon 

[Verse 1 Larce "Banger" Vegas ] 

Yo Check them out Yo yo yo 

When it's murder on my mind, I do it all the time 

Got tombstone flow, wit a casket rhyme 

Your gats is plastic, I got platinum nines 

With gold shells Banger Vegas tap yah spine 

I'm the type to spazz out and take back what's mine 

Rep for my hood niggas slinging crack and dimes 

Half is mine 

So you know it's half my time 

In the pen or the box 

With my man on the ox 

We gon do it like we did it on the block 

Let's roll 

Like wit 60's 30's 

forty niggas with me 

Rep yah hood 

Rep yah block 

Rep yah city 

This is me talkin, without the Remy in me 

I kick it from the heart, that's why niggas feel me 

Show ya'll the true meaning why Banger act willie 

Cause I start to spazz and smack a bitch silly 

They call Leo Ganza wit the twin nine millis 

Yeah niggas 

Chorus: All (Lil' Kim) Lil' Cease 

Do what you like (We don't give a fuck) 

Go head and fight (All my bitches grab a nigga) 

And fuck tonight (It's yah mother fucking world) 

Do what you like, do what you like 

Do what you like You got a muthafuckin gun 

Bust of the nine All my niggas grab a bitch 

And fuck tonight It's ya mother fucking world 

Do what you like, do what you like 

[Verse 2 Lil' Cease] 

Ayo yo ayo 

This is for them niggas frontin, don't really want it 

My thirty-two bullets got all yah names on it 

Hit them in the brain, niggas slaying 

Layinh dormant 

Iced out grenade, with the big chains on it 

New Years blimp With B.I.G. name on it 

Iceburg sweaters with Kim name on it 

Cease-A-Le Tee with big blood stain on it 

Every time I sign a check, I sign a thug name on it 

Niggas got rhymes but they flow's so boring 

No stage shows, so forget about touring 

Mad at my team cause my niggas stay scoring 

All you gotta do is make a false move and it's warning 

My guns bust 

Niggas get wet when it's pourin 

Rain down long like Kim gettin dressed in the morning 

Five star general, spit a uzi at yah coffin 

Run up in yah crib without a search warrant 

Chorus 

[Verse 3 Bristal ] 

Once again it's on 

The mother fucking psychos M.A.F.I.A. 

Bitches feel us, we the realest 

My Bed Stuy niggas is who I ride for 

Send that ass slow like I ride a six four 

I'm what yah kids admire 

Don't want to see retire 

Got bitches in the pen and in the church choir 

Got a new attitude for the Y2K 

Same shit nigga try me I'm a blow em away 

[Verse 4 Lil Kim] 

Ayy yo move out the way Bris I'm about to hook off 

Sick of mother fuckers trying play us lick we soft 

You have any idea how many words I shook off 

I'm not havin uh no I'm not havin it 

You heard what I said, don't make me raise my voice 

And I know ya'll don't want me to call me boys 

M.A.F.I.A. we break rules in the club 

My whole crews in the club 

And girl, don't you hate when bitches be with the friends 

Dancin all wild 

Bumpin you again and again 

Yea I know That some real punk shit 

Fuck that I ain't trying hear that drunk shit 

Bitches like that get stomped out 

You know the rules, beat a bitch till she conk out 

Lady what we fear nigga you like 

Give em a pussy invite 

It's aiight maybe get yah pussy sucked tonight 

Chorus 

Outro Lil' Cease (Lil' Kim) 

(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore yah get stomped out) 

Yea muthafuckas 

All my niggas get high and fuck tonight 

It's our mother fucking world 

(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore yah get stomped out) 

Yeah 

Big shout from the house 

Yeah Queen Bee 

M.A.F.I.A. style 

B.I.G. Forever baby 

Brooklyn 

We gonna let ya'll know 

Do what you want 

Do what yah like nigga 

It's 2000 

Yah know whatI'm sayin 

All hell to the Y2Kim baby 

GB It's yo turn 

All you hoes make a you-turn 

Aiight Represent niggas