This is for my peeps, with the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz Escalades twenty three 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 your ballin let me hear you say right (Right) Cheeks) I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump off) Goons in the club incase somethin jumps off And back up before the hive let the pump 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 mob 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 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)
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