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

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

All we wanna do is
And buy at the bar Bacardi
Black Barbie in Bulgari
I'm tryin' to leave in Ferrari

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

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

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

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

Lil' Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya drawers
Special for you and yours
I rep for bitches, he rep for
If you rep for your hood 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 Sprite can in my mouth

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

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

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

And good
coast, West coast, worldwide
All my playas in the hood, fly
And if your ballin', let me hear you say

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

Got a man in and a dude in Tahiti
Believe me, sweety, I got enough to feed the
No to be greedy, I got mad friends that's pretty
Chicks by the layers and all flavors

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

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

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

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

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

Two thousand and three, why not? We makin' it hot
to know 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