Lil' Kim - Jump Off (feat. Mr Cheeks) Lyrics
Uh uh uhUh uh uh To all my mother*****in' gettin' money hoes Used to clothes And all my ghetto *****es in the projects Coming through like bulldozers No we ain't sober Bum *****es know better than to start shit Niggas love a hard ***** One that get up in a nigga's ass quicker than an enema Make a cat bleed then sprinkle it with vinegar Kidnap the senator Make him call his wife and say he never coming home Kim got him in a zone beating they dicks Even got some of these straight chicks rubbing their tits*laughs What? I'm loving this shit Queen *****!What ***** you know can thug it like this? Imagine if I was dude and hittin' cats from the back With no strings attached Yeah nigga, picture that! I treat y'all niggas like y'all treat us No Doubt! Ay yo, yo Come here so I can bust in ya mouth 1 - [Lil' Kim](Mr. Bristal) (Ay yo, come on here *****) Nigga ***** YOU (No, ***** YOU *****) Who you talking to? (Why you actin' like a *****?) Cause y'all niggas ain't shit And if I was dude I'd tell y'all to suck my dick Repeat 1[Lil' Kim] No, no, no, no All I wanna do is get my ***** sucked (Nigga!) Count a million bucks in the back of an armor truck While I get you *****ed up off the T.O.N.Y. The BX, the chron-chron And the list goes on and on (On and on and on)Like Erykah Badu Once he drink the Remi down Ooh I got this nigga nowHe asked me did I love him I said what came to mind like niggas be doing Yeah baby, I love you long time Look I ain't tryin' to suck yaI might not even ***** ya Just lay me on this bed and give me some head Got the camcord layin' in the drawer where he can't see Can't wait to show my girls he sucked the piss out my ***** Been doin' this for years, no need to practice Take lessons from the Queen and you'll know how to mack this Niggas know he gave me all his cake I peeled the Benji's off and threw the singles back in his face Repeat 1 (2x) [Lil' Kim]I'mma keep it real For the dough I might kill I'm try-na see my face on a hundred dollar bill Met this dude name Jaleel at this Abdulla fight He said he'd pay me ten grand just to belly dance Cum all on his pants I met him at the studioHe showed up with his homeboy named Julio I said 'Whoa! Who's the other guy?' Hope you know you paying extra for this *****in' third eye Something about him, I knew he was a phony but the burner in his mouth 'Fool, Give me my money!' He was just a nigga frontin' like he knew mad stars In his homeboy's whips like he got mad cars Niggas ain't shit but they still can trick All they can do for me is suck my clit I'm jumpin' up and up after I cum Thinkin' they gon' get some ***** but they gets none Repeat 1 fade out Typed by JayBDemon@aol.com
