| Goons in the club incase somethin jumps off
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| And back up before the hive let the pump off
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| In the graveyard is where you get dumped off
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| All we wanna do is party (Woo!)
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| And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi (Woo!)
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| Black Barbie dressed in Bulgari
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| I’m tryin to leave in somebody’s Ferrari
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| Spread love that’s what a real mob do
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| Keep it gangsta look out for her people (For her people)
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| I’m the wicked bitch of the east, you better keep the peace (Aiyyo!)
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| Or out come the beast
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| We the best still there’s room for improvement
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| Our presence is felt like a Black Panther movement
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| Seven quarter to eights back to back with 'em (Back to back)
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| And I’m sittin on chrome seven times platinum
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| This is for my peeps, with the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
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| Escalades twenty three inch rims (Oh!)
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| Jumpin out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread up
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| And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
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| All my playas in the hood stay fly
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| And if your ballin let me hear you say right (Right)
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| It’s Lil' Kim and Timbaland niggas shit ya drawers (Come on)
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| Special delivery for you and yours (Now)
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| I rep for bitches he rep for boys (Uh ha)
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| If you rep for your hood then make some noise
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| I got my eye on the guy in the Woolrich coat
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| Don’t he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat?
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| Uh! |
| Let me show you what I’m all about
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| How I make a Sprite can disappear in my mouth… HO!!!
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| Shake up the dice, throw down your ice (What)
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| Bet it all playa fuck the price
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| Money ain’t a thing throw it out like rice
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| Been around the world cop the same thing twice
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| Rub on my tits (Huh!) squeeze on my ass (Oooh!)
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| Gimme some UH!!! |
| step on the gas (Ah)
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| Pop the cork and roll up the hash (Roll it!)
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| You know what we about, sex, drugs and cash
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| This is for my peeps, with the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
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| Escalades twenty three inch rims (Oh!)
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| Jumpin out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread up
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| And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
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| All my playas in the hood stay fly
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| And if your ballin let me hear you say right (Right)
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| Enter the world of the Playboy pin up girl
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| Buttnaked dressed in nothin but pearls
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| You wanna meet me cause ya, know I’m freaky
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| And ya, wanna eat me cause ya, say I’m sexy
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| Got a man in Japan and a dude in Tahiti
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| Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
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| No need to be greedy I got mad friends that’s pretty (Hey!)
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| Chicks by the layers (And) all different flavors (Woo!)
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| Mafioso that’s how this thing go (Yeah)
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| Now everybody come get with the lingo
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| Shake your body body, move your body body (Body body)
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| On the dancefloor don’t hurt nobody body (Body body)
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| I’m the one that put the Range in the Rover
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| When I’m steppin out the Range yo it’s over
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| Comin through in the Brooklyn Mint gear
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| We 'gone do this just like Big Poppa was here
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| This is for my peeps, with the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
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| Escalades twenty three inch rims (Oh!)
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| Jumpin out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread up
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| And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
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| All my playas in the hood stay fly
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| And if your ballin let me hear you say right (Right)
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| Yeah, to the what, yeah, oh, yo, keep your bread up, yeah, and worldwide
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| And stay fly nigga, yeah man, right right right right, Queen Bee, LB
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| Two thousand and, fuckin three, why not? |
| we makin it hot
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| Come to, blow the spot, come on, yeah, Hey yo
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| She back at it, why wouldn’t she be? |
| come on, yeah
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| B.I.G. |
| Freaky Tah, yeah yeah yeah, L’s, light 'em, oh
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| Hmm hmmm |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Jump Off, artist - Lil' Kim. Album song The Jump Off, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп