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Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Aiyyo, Tim man, this the off right here, man
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Queen Bee, nigga
It's the jump off, on

I been gone for a minute, now I'm back at the off
Goons in the club in case jumps off
And up before the hive, let the pump off
In the graveyard is you get dumped off

All we do is party
And buy at the bar Bacardi
Barbie dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin' to in somebody's Ferrari

love, that's what a real mob do
Keep it gangsta, look out for her,
I'm the bitch of the east, you better keep the peace, aiyyo
Or out the beast

We the best still room for improvement
Our presence is felt like a Black movement
quarter to eights, back to back with 'em
And I'm sittin' on chrome, seven platinum

This is for my
the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
Escalades, three inch rims
Jumpin' out the Jaguar with the Tims, your bread up

And live
East coast, West coast,
All my in the hood, stay fly
And if ballin', let me hear you say right

It's Lil' Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya
Special for you and yours
I rep for bitches, he rep for
If you rep for hood then make some noise

I got my eye on the guy in the coat
Don't he know Bee got the ill deep throat?
Uh, let me you what I'm all about
How I make a can disappear in my mouth

Shake up the dice, throw your ice
Bet it all playa, fuck the
Money ain't a thing, throw it out rice
around the world, cop the same thing twice

Rub on my tits, on my ass
Gimme some, on the gas
Pop the and roll up the hash
You know what we about, sex, and cash

This is for my
With the Bentleys, the Hummers, the
Escalades, three inch rims
Jumpin' out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your up

And live
East coast, West coast,
All my in the hood, stay fly
And if ballin', let me hear you say right

Enter the world of the Playboy, pin up
Buttnaked, dressed in nothin' but
You wanna me 'cause ya know I'm freaky
And ya eat me 'cause ya say I'm sexy

Got a man in and a dude in Tahiti
me, sweety, I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy, I got mad friends pretty
Chicks by the layers and all different

Mafioso, that's how this go
Now everybody come get the lingo
Shake your body, body, move your body,
On the dance floor, don't hurt body

I'm the one put the Range in the Rover
I'm steppin' out the Range, yo it's over
Comin' through in the Brooklyn Mint
We 'gone do this just like Big Poppa was

is for my peeps
With the Bentleys, the Hummers, the
Escalades, three inch rims
out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread up

And live
coast, West coast, worldwide
All my in the hood, stay fly
And if your ballin', let me you say right

Yeah, to the what, yeah, oh, yo, your bread up
Yeah and and stay fly nigga, yeah, man
Right, right, right, right, Bee, LB

Two and fuckin' three, why not? We makin' it hot
Come to the spot, come on, aiyyo
She back at it, why she be? Come on, yeah
B.I.G., Tah, yeah, yeah, yeah, L's, light 'em, oh