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

I gone for a minute, now I'm back at the jump off
in the club in case somethin' jumps off
And back up the hive, let the pump off
In the is where you get dumped off

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

Spread love, what a real mob do
it gangsta, look out for her, people
I'm the bitch of the east, you better keep the peace, aiyyo
Or out come the

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

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

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

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

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

up the dice, throw down your ice
Bet it all playa, the price
Money a thing, throw it out like rice
Been around the world, cop the same twice

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

is for my peeps
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 playas in the hood, fly
And if your ballin', let me you say right

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

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