Lyrics:
A dirty boychi a perfect boychi
A stoute boychi a soldier boychi
A holy boychi a OG boychi
A Ygen boychi a Wynberg boychi
Boy oh boy
Boy oh boy
Boy oh boy
I go home with you?
Tell, your mommy and your pappa (yee-ay!)
Junior, was a school boy, too
(that was junior wells, junior wells)
Well, I don't want
Even though the things the do are wrong?
[JUNIOR:]
Mmm, mmm! I remember...
Stand!
[BACKUP BOYS: ]
Stand up! Stand up!
[JUNIOR:]
For
A bad little boy moved into the neighborhood
He won't do nothin' right just a-sittin' got to look so good
He don't wanna go to school and learn
only Skepta in the music game
Call out my name, call out my name
Call out my name batty boy, call out my name
My name's Junior, Junior, Junior, Junior
Every time there was a party you were the girl staying late
Breaking up the boys' fights driving everyone home
Pre: I never thought you
a little night school
Maybe some of it will rub off on you
The boys are busy in the mirrors
Trying to imitate their heroes
You make it with a false
The best dressed boys
The field trips to the mall
Chorus
Oh we love school we can't wait
We study so hard that mom would faint
Oh won't it be sad
A bad little boy moved into the neighborhood
He won't do nothin' right just a-sittin' got to look so good
He don't wanna go to school and learn
princesses turn into frogs
I done seen princesses who became whores man I’ve seen it all
We was in school that boy wasn't odd he used to be soft on prize
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
of dedication
But you want a little night school
Maybe some of it will rub off on you
The boys are busy in the mirrors
Trying to imitate their heroes
You
messing around with your boyfriend, maybe better left alone
There's a wise guy that you know who could put you right
In the lot, the boy that's idling by
night school.
Maybe some of it will rub off on you.
The boys are busy in the mirrors.
Trying to imitate their heroes.
You make it with a false surrender.
night school.
Maybe some of it will rub off on you.
The boys are busy in the mirrors.
Trying to imitate their heroes.
You make it with a false surrender.
night school.
Maybe some of it will rub off on you.
The boys are busy in the mirrors.
Trying to imitate their heroes.
You make it with a false surrender.
night school.
Maybe some of it will rub off on you.
The boys are busy in the mirrors.
Trying to imitate their heroes.
You make it with a false surrender.
me and junior have a talk"
Momma breaks in says, "don't lose your temper
It wasn't very long ago
When you yourself was just a hay seed plow boy
Who
and junior have a talk"
Momma breaks in says, "don't lose your temper"
"It wasn't very long ago"
"When you yourself was just a hay seed plow boy"
"Who
and junior have a talk"
Momma breaks in says, "Don't lose your temper
It wasn't very long ago"
When you yourself was just a hay seed plow boy
Who didn't
are colder than Sweden
So Boy Better Know that it’s gun season
Don't think I'm wearing gloves for no reason
Kill Devilman and dump him in Neasden
My
me
Went to school everyday, and I still can't read
I count money like a champ, now ask me
Why everyday does the task force jack me
The story's been
good, nigga
Junior Mafia, it's all good, nigga
Bad Boy, it's all good, nigga
It's all good
That's right, '94
And on and on, and on and on
You know
the junior high school band
Instrumental
Well on the day of the game all the boys in the band, got together and they made their plan
And when the halftime
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