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- Lil’ Kim - The Jump Off (Remix) Lyrics
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- [Intro: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
- Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa!
- (Yo', it's goin' down now)
- Aiyyo Tim man this the G-Mix right here man! (Jump off!)
- Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Queen Bee, Mobb Deep)
- [Verse 1: Lil' Kim]
- I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the remix
- Lil' Kim, Mr. Cheeks, M-O-B mix
- Pump the Jag, come through in the V6
- By the end of the night, I'm in the G5th
- All we wanna do is dance
- The way I eat tracks, call me Ms. Pac-Man
- And if the fans don't fit in the minivan
- Murk out in somebody's Sedan
- You thought the Sprite can was off the meter
- Imagine what I'd do with a two litre
- You see my nipples gettin' hard through the wife beater
- Fuck the tele, we can do this in the two-seater
- Got every color diamond in the cross
- I ain't scared to crossover, ya'll niggas is soft
- My man follow me everywhere of course
- To hear my theme music, muthafuckin' "The Jump Off"
- [Chorus: Lil' Kim & Mr. Cheeks]
- This is for my peeps, with the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
- Escalades twenty three inch rims
- Jumpin out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread up
- (It's the Jump Off)
- And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
- All my playas in the hood stay fly
- And if your ballin let me hear you say right (Right)
- (It's the Jump Off)
- [Verse 2: Mr. Cheeks]
- Ayo, I do it no other way but the live way
- Hoppin' in my truck, brand new Porsche in driveway
- How I'm livin', ball out 'til I fall out
- Brawl out, bitch niggas we call out
- I run with a mean pack, sticky green jack
- Mobb Deep and 'em, we fam, got the Queen back
- Peep the situation, the jump is jumpin' off
- I'm on the low in the cut touchin' somethin' soft
- Ain't nothin' like it, sex, weed and cash
- I love gettin' smashed, I love hittin' ass
- Floss back, smells good and toes out
- Bought the bottles of Hen rock, and Moes out
- Every spot we go in, it blows out
- Queen Bee got hot shit, yeah no doubt
- Listen, we keep it poppin' in here
- Ain't no stoppin' in here
- [Chorus]
- [Verse 3: Havoc]
- It's the Jump Off remix with Mobb up on it
- Since Quiet Storms niggas had them blocks, had them corners
- Them glocks, them revolvers, them problem solvers
- Niggas fallin' in love with these hoes and fallin'
- Yo', this is Havoc talkin' to a professional nigga
- Talkin' 'bout guns, though he just ain't credible
- Come to sets with Lex and the duke
- And here's the catch, if you never had that itch
- You won't squeeze for the scratch
- You know how many in the hood bleedin' for that
- While you talkin' out your ass and are weak with the tech
- Lil' Kim is still that bitch
- Burn everything I love, let a nigga stunt on me and the grub
- We hide up in back of the club, you know we got a mint
- Somethin' to make a shotie look like a Snub
- Shorty if you ain't jumpin' it off, the fuck out
- The last ain't you ain't leave, buggin' the fuck out
- [Chorus]
- [Verse 4: Prodigy]
- My whole life is one party with millions of jump offs
- And Bunsy called before a nigga jump off
- Niggas wife be the next man jumped on
- She pissed at you, the man has some fault
- All she wanna do is feel loose
- And free to be herself, we fuck like animals
- There's a celebrity orgy at the crib
- Call Kim and the mo'fuckin' Beehive crew
- They got the whole bar and me armied
- Too much pussy, nigga be drunk of punnani
- A Brooklyn-Queens thing, when we get it poppin'
- Gun fire couldn't stop us from rockin'
- Certain niggas can't live they life
- They can't party with us, 'cause they scared of they own kind
- We in the jump off everytime
- Like eight or nine deep with them things and the whole nine
- [Chorus]
- [Outro: Mr. Cheeks]
- It's jumpin' off like that now
- Queen Bee, she back now
- Yo yo, Mobb Deep, Mr. Cheeks
- Ayo it's goin' down like this man
- The party's jumpin' off
- The G-Mix, the G-Mix
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