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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...
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