Lyrics:
keys so I can test to
Lay here baby so we can do a review
Now It's study time, Now it's study time
Open up that book, let me take a look
Campus love
up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)
Fresh on campus, it's the Birdman Junior (yeah)
Money too long, teachers, put away your rulers (yeah)
Raw
up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)
Fresh on campus, it's the Birdman Junior (yeah)
Money too long, teachers, put away your rulers (yeah)
Raw
alright alright)
He was the roommate from hell
He was the roommate from hell
[verse 1, MC Lars]
Satan was my roommate, so junior year was hell
he
melody, in this moment so alive,
Underneath the open sky, where ambitions thrive.
Campus Melody, to the rhythm of our quest,
You and I, let's celebrate
really shut the door and let you open new ones
It only took me a month
'Til I was bored of the fun
The fun I was never having
Was just some problems outrun
Come on kIT? uhh yeah run it down the line
Traveling highways, named after dead cops
In junior high, saw my first red tops
Collect the cards with
on my campus
You tryna praise me something that's average
I got all the cards in my hand like Gambit
Underground artist MTA Transit
Bitch I get
Puffy tryin' to see me weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark-ass bitches
We keep on comin' while we runnin' for yo' jewels
Puffy tryin' to see me weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark-ass bitches
We keep on comin' while we runnin' for yo' jewels
the entranceway
Money opens the door
I don’t care where you take them
You can roll them up and break them
But make the last stop, The Juniors in Kingsford
So if
Niggas (uh, Junior M.A.F.I.A) uh
Bitches (uh), ha (uh), uh (blast that shit, son)
(Niggas) grab your dick if you love hip hop
(Bitches) rub your
Niggas (uh, Junior M.A.F.I.A) uh
Bitches (uh), ha (uh), uh (blast that shit, son)
(Niggas) grab your dick if you love hip hop
(Bitches) rub your
Jamrock Vibes
Etana and Junior Gong
Written: Shauna “Etana” Mckenzie, Jerome Campbell, Damian “Junior Gong” Marley, cndre Morris
Junior Gong:
junior High was prison
High school was the bail out
But my momma knew her baby boy was fresher
Than a baby bottom in new Pampers on campus
This that boom,
Fellow students gathered on campus earlier today at VSU
To remember their friend
Eric Wilkins Jr.
To be able to get our feelings out and our words
And on campus I heard about a couple rappers from Atlanta (okay)
Said them niggas be snappin', maybe we could make somethin' happen and shit
I wasn't serious
Who is in this house
Hello this stupid boy will not kill me
Junior where are you
Oya all you do in the house is to listen to this stupid Erigga again
Ty junior
Babe let's ride on the open road
Oh I, you got me open the new Miss Monroe
As soon as I saw your picture I knew I had to get ya'
Oh Lana
Oh
Winter Break
I'm filled with pain: homesickness
That's why I stay on campus all through the term
Benefits me to unlearn
What I left
It cools the burn
bust on Bad Boys, brothers touch for life
Plus Puffy trying to see me
Weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior MAFIA
Some mark-ass tricks
We keep
Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip (rip)
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark-ass bitches
We keep on comin' while we runnin' for yo' jewels
born,
And dreams, like the dawn, light each bright campus morn,
Here together we stand, with our hearts open wide,
For in days spent at campus, our hopes
Zack Junior
Gears in tact with the black Supra's
Knife in the gun fight, trying to stab Rugers
Nigga your time is comin'
Fuck with me and your time
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