Jump Off lyrics

Artist  : Lil` Kim 
Song : Jump Off



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whoa... 
{whoa, ho...
whoa...

{whoa
(yeah)

ay-yo' Tim, man

this the jump off, right here,
man

whoa... {whoa!
whoa... {whoa!,
ha-ha
whoa...

(is Queen B...)
is the
jump off...

i been gone from a
minute
now i'm back wit "The Jump
Off"

goones in the club
incase
something jumps off

ay, back up 
for
the high, wit the pumps on

in the
graveyard 
is where you get stumped
off

all we wanna do is party

(yeah!)

and buy everybody (oh)
in
the bar, Bacardi

black barbie,
dressed
in bacardi

i'm tryin' leave 
in
somebody's ferrari

spread love
that's
what a real mob do

keep the
gangsta
look out for (my people)

i know
we can picture these
you betta keep the
beast
or out come the bees...

we the
best 
illest room, for improvement

our
presence is felt like
a black leather
movement

seven quater to eight
back to
back

sitting on chrome
seven times
that...

[CHORUS:]
this is for my peeps
(ah-ha!)

with the bentley's, the
humers,
and the benz
(whoo-whoo...)

escalade, 
twenty-three
inch rims (oh)

jumpin' out 
the
jaguar
with the tims

keep it
real,

look good
east coast, west
coast
world wide

and all the players in
the hood
stay fly

and if you
ballin'
say, "right..."
(right...)

is lil' kim and
timbaland,
shit in your d rawers 
special
delivery
is you and yours (man...)

rep
the bitches,
he rep the boys

if
you
rep your hood,than
make some
noise...

got my eye on a guy
in a
orange coat

don't need no "Queen
B."
got the ill deep throat
lemme show
you
what i'm all about

how i make a
Sprite can
disapear in my mouth

shake
up the dice
pull down your ice

spend it
all playa,
fuck the price

money ain't a
thing
throw it out like rice

been
around the world 
got the same thing
twice

rub all night
(rub all
night)

squeeze all night
(squeeze all
night)

gimme some... (huh!)
step on the
gas (ah!)

pop the collar,
and roll out
the- (roll it!)

you know what we
about
sex, drugs, and
cash...

[CHORUS:]
this is for my peeps
(ah-ha!)

with the bentley's, the
hummers,
and the benz
(whoo-whoo...)

escalade, 
twenty-three
inch rims

jumpin' out 
the
jaguar
with the tims

keep it
real,

look good
east coast, west
coast
world wide

and all the players in
the hood
stay fly

and if you
ballin'
say, "right..."
(right...)

enter the world of a
playboy
pin-up
girl

butt-naked
dressed in 
nothing,
but pearls

you wanna meet me 
cuz
ya...

know i'm freaky
and
ya...

wanna (eat me) cuz ya...
say i'm
sexy

gotta man
in Japan

and a
dude
in Tahitti

believe me,
sweetie
i got enough 
to feed the
needy

no need 
to be greedy

i
got man-franks 
that's pretty

chicks,
ballidayas
all different
flavors

mali-hoso
that's how this thing
goes

now, everybody
come get with the
mingle

shake your body-body

move
your body-body
(body-body)

on the dance
floor 
don't hurt nobody-body

i'm the
one 
who out the "rage"
in the
"rover"

when i steppin' out the
ring
yo, its' over...!

comin' through
the Brooklyn
this year

we gon' do this

just like Big Poppa
did

[CHORUS:]
this is for my peeps
(ah-ha!)

with the bentley's, the
humers,
and the benz
(whoo-whoo...)

escalade, 
twenty-three
inch rims 

jumpin' out 
the
jaguar
with the tims

keep it
real,

look good
east coast, west
coast
world wide

and all the players

in the hood
stay fly

and if you
ballin' lemmi hear u 
say,
"right..."
(right...)

-------
(yea)

... to
the, whut?
(mmm...)

(yea)

all...
ya'll...,
keep it real

yeah, 
the
world wide
(mmm...)

stay fly
nigga...
(stay fly...)

(yea,
man)
righ-right, righ-right

Queen
B...
L.B. 

two-thousand fuckin,
...
three.

why not?
make it
hot

come-to 
blow the
spot

c'mon,

(yeah)


ay-oh,
(mmm...)
she back at
it,

why wouldn't she
be?

c'mon,
(yeah)

B.I.G.,
Freaky
Pop...

(yea-yea, yeah)
"L"
is...

(light 'em...)

...'course...