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Tytuł: Juicy

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   Rest in peace B.I.G. {Oh...oh...}
  Let’s pay our respects to Hip-Hop {Yeah...yeah...}
  Remember when I was in high school, yo’
  And when we used to play this track over and over
  again
  I would flip it down like this {Let’s go}
  
  It was all a dream, I used to read Vibe magazine
  Puffy and Biggie up in the limousine
  Hangin’ posters on my wall
  Michael Jackson, Boyz II Men, New Edition, loved them
  all
  I let the CD flip till the CD skipped
  Chasin’ girls, skippin’ school, actin’ crazy, bein’
  slick
  Way back when I wore the Starter jacket and hat with
  the Nikes to match
  Remember Michael Jackson with the “Hee hee”
  Who would thought this is where Next would be
  Now we in the limelight ‘cause we’ve seen life
  ‘Bout to get fame, more love since the World Trade
  Born tender, the opposite of a winner
  ‘Member when we used to eat grilled cheese for dinner
  Peace to Jagged Edge, 112, Jodeci
  Troop, hear Boyz II Men, can’t forget N.E.
  We blowin’ up like we prayed we would
  Catch me in a Benz in the same hood, it’s all good
  {It’s all good}
  And if you don’t know now you know {Damn}
  
  You know very well who we are (You know)
  Won’t let ‘em hold us down, reach for the stars
  (Ho...)
  You had a goal, but not that many
  ‘Cause you’re the only one, I’ll give you good and
  plenty
  
  We made the change from a common group
  To doin’ big thangs over Kaygee loops
  And we far from average even though many years could
  manage, huh
  We kept stackin’ the cabbage
  Benatori had us pissy, girls used to diss me
  Now they write letter ‘cause they miss me
  Never thought it could happen this singin’ stuff
  Now they see me, I’m displayin’, bruh
  Honeys play folks like butter play toast
  From Minnesota back to the east coast
  Condos in LA, my W suites
  Sold out seats to hear N-E-X-T {Holla}
  Livin’ life without fear
  Stuffin’ hundreds baby comer’s hair
  Lunches, brunches, interviews up at J
  Everybody wanted to play, I wanted to sing
  Everyone laughed at me in the hood, but it’s still all
  good {It’s all good}
  And if you don’t know now you know
  
  You know very well who we are (Y’all know who you are)
  Won’t let ‘em hold us down (Yeah), reach for the stars
  You had a goal, but not that many (Uh)
  ‘Cause you’re the only one, I’ll give you good and
  plenty (Let’s go)
  
  This here is for the technicians (Technicians)
  This here is for the mix shows (Mix shows)
  This here is for the DJs
  On the radio rockin’ every day (Thank you)
  
  This here is for the house parties (Yeah)
  This here is for the clubs
  This here is for everybody
  This here is for the love (It’s for all y’all)
  
  Next (Yeah, Rayne)
  Divine Mill (Yeah, yo’ Mich, you think they gon’ feel
  this one?)
  Fo’ sure
  (So let’s go just rock to the beat)
  Uh-huh (Let’s get outta here)
  Be out, be out (Holla, yeah, uh)
  
  Keepin’ it juicy