The Jump Off Lil' Kim (Ft. Mr. Cheeks)

[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 with the jump off (Jump off)
Goons in the club in case somethin' jumps off
And back up before the hive let the pumps 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 ma 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, 23 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 you're ballin', let me hear you say right (Right)