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- Lil’ Kim - The Jump Off Lyrics
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- [Intro: Lil' Kim] (Mr. Cheeks)
- Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Yeah)
- Aiyyo Tim man this the jump off right here man! (Jump off!)
- Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
- It's the jump off (Come on)
- [Verse 1: Lil' Kim] (Mr. Cheeks)
- I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump off)
- Goons in the club incase somethin 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 (Woo!)
- And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi (Woo!)
- Black Barbie dressed in Bulgari
- I'm tryin to leave in somebody's Ferrari
- Spread love that's what a real mob do
- Keep it gangsta look out for her people (For her people)
- I'm the wicked bitch of the east, you better keep the peace (Aiyyo!)
- 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 (Back to back)
- And I'm sittin on chrome seven times platinum
- [Chorus: Lil' Kim & Mr. Cheeks]
- This is for my peeps, with the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
- Escalades twenty three inch rims (Oh!)
- Jumpin out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread up
- 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)
- [Verse 2: Lil' Kim] (Mr. Cheeks)
- It's Lil' Kim and Timbaland niggas shit ya drawers (Come on)
- Special delivery for you and yours (Now)
- I rep for bitches he rep for boys (Uh ha)
- If you rep for your hood then make some noise
- I got my eye on the guy in the Woolrich coat
- Don't he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat?
- Uh! Let me show you what I'm all about
- How I make a Sprite can disappear in my mouth....HO!!!!
- Shake up the dice, throw down your ice (What)
- Bet it all playa 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 (Huh!) squeeze on my ass (Oooh!)
- Gimme some UH!!! step on the gas (Ah)
- Pop the cork and roll up the hash (Roll it!)
- You know what we about, sex, drugs and cash
- [Chorus]
- [Verse 3: Lil' Kim] (Mr. Cheeks)
- Enter the world of the Playboy pin up girl
- Buttnaked dressed in nothin but pearls
- You wanna meet me cause ya, know I'm freaky
- And ya, wanna eat me cause ya, say I'm sexy
- Got a man in Japan and a dude in Tahiti
- Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
- No need to be greedy I got mad friends that's pretty (Hey!)
- Chicks by the layers (And) all different flavors (Woo!)
- Mafioso that's how this thing go (Yeah)
- Now everybody come get with the lingo
- Shake your body body, move your body body (Body body)
- On the dancefloor don't hurt nobody body (Body body)
- I'm the one that put the Range in the Rover
- When I'm steppin out the Range yo it's over
- Comin through in the Brooklyn Mint gear
- We 'gone do this just like Big Poppa was here
- [Chorus]
- [Outro: Mr. Cheeks]
- Yeah, to the what, yeah, oh, yo, keep your bread up, yeah, and worldwide
- And stay fly nigga, yeah man, right right right right, Queen Bee, LB
- Two thousand and, fuckin three, why not? we makin it hot
- She back at it, why wouldn't she be? come on, yeah
- B.I.G. Freaky Tah, yeah yeah yeah, L's, light 'em, oh...
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