The Jump Off

Whoa

Whoa

Ay yo, Tim man, this the jump off right here man

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Its the jump off

I been gone for a minute

Now I'm back at the jump off

Goons in the club in case something jumps off

And back up before the hive let the pump off

In the graveyard is where you get dumped off

All we wanna do is party

And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi

Black barbie dressed in Bulgari

I'm trying to leave in somebody's Ferrari

Spread love, that's what a real mob do

Keep it gangsta, look out for her people

I'm the wicked bitch of the east

You better keep the peace

Or out come the beast

We the best, still there's room for improvement

Our presence is felt like a Black Panther movement

Seven quarter to eights back to back with 'em

And I'm sitting on chrome seven times platinum

This for my peeps

With the Bentleys

The Hummers

The Benz

Escalade's twenty three inch rims

Jumping out the Jaguar with the Tims

Keep your bread up

And live good

East coast, west coast, worldwide

All my players in the hood stay fly

And if your balling let me hear you say right

It's Lil' Kim and Timbaland

**** shit your drawers

Special delivery to you and yours

I rep the bitches, he rep the boys

If you rep your hood then make some noise

I got my eye on the guy in the Wool rich coat

Don't he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat

Let me show you what I'm all about

How I make a Sprite can disappear in my mouth

Shake up the dice

Throw down your ice

Bet it all player, fuck the price

Money ain't a thing, throw it out like rice

Been around the world, cop the same thing twice

Rub on my tits

Squeeze on my ass

Gimme some

Step on the gas

Pop the cork and roll up the hash

You know what we about

Sex, drugs, and cash

This is for my peeps

With the Bentleys

The Hummers

The Benz

Escalade's twenty three inch rims

Jumping out the Jaguar with the Tims

Keep your bread up

And live good

East coast, west coast, worldwide

All my players in the hood stay fly

And if your balling let me hear you say right

Enter the world of the playboy pin up girl

Butt naked dressed in nothing but pearls

You wanna meet me 'cause you know I'm freaky

And you wanna eat me 'cause you say I'm sexy

Got a man in Japan and a dude in Tahiti

Believe me sweetie I got enough to feed the needy

No need to be greedy

I got mad friends that's pretty

Chicks by the layers

All different flavors

Mafioso, that's how this thing go

Now everybody come get the lingo

Shake your body body

Move your body body

On the dance floor don't hurt nobody body

I'm the one that put the Range in the Rover

When I'm stepping out the Range yo it's over

Coming through in the Brooklyn Mint gear

We gonna do this just like Big Poppa was here

This is for my peeps

With the Bentleys

The Hummers

The Benz

Escalade's twenty three inch rims

Jumping out the Jaguar with the Tims

Keep your bread up

And live good

East coast, west coast, worldwide

All my players in the hood stay fly

And if your balling let me hear you say right

Yeah

To the what

Yeah

Oh yo

Keep your bread up

Yeah

And worldwide

And stay fly ****

Yeah man

Right right right right

Queen Bee

LB

Two thousand and fucking three

Why not

We making it hot

Come through

Blow the spot

Come on

Yeah

Eh yo

She back at it

Why wouldn't she be

Come on

Yeah

B I G

Freaky Ta

Yeah yeah yeah

L's

Light 'em

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