Karaoke The Jump Off by Lil' Kim — sing along with lyrics on Singa

The Jump Off Karaoke

Lil' Kim

LyricsThe Jump Off

Hey yo Mr.Tin Man

Mr. Jump Off right here man

Mr. Jump Off

I've been gone for a minute

Now I'm back with the

Jump off

Goons in the club case

Sumpum jumps off

And back up for the hide

With the pumps off

In the graveyard is where

You gets bumped off

All we wanna do is party

And buy everybody at

The bar Bacardi

Black Barbie

Dressed in Bulgari

Tryin' to leave in

Somebody's Ferrari

Spread love that's what a

Real mob do

Keep it Gangsta look out

For the people

We could ***** at ease

You better keep the peace

Or out come the piece

We the best still there's

Room for improvement

Our presence is felt like a

Black Panther movement

Seven quarter to eight

It's back to back

When I'm sittin' on chrome

Seven to a sack

With the Bentleys

The Hummers the Benz

Escalades twenty-three

Inch rims

Jumpin' out the Jaguar

With the Timbs

Keep your bread up

And live good

East coast West coast

Worldwide

All my playas in the

Hood stay fly

And if you're ballin'

Let me hear you say

Right right

It's Lil' Kim and Timberland

You could sxxt your drawers

Special delivery to you

And yours

I rep the *****es

He rep the boys

If you rep your hood

Then make some noise

I got my eye on the guy

In the Woolrich coat

Don't need no Queen Bee

Got the i'll deep throat

Let me show you what

I'm all about

How I make a Sprite can

Disappear in my mouth

Shake up the dice

Throw down your ice

Bet it all Playa

Fxxk the price

Money ain't a thing

Throw it out like rice

Been around the world

Caught the same thing twice

Rub on my txxs

Squeeze on my ***

Give me some

Step on the gas

Pop the cork and

Roll up the hash

You know what we about

Sex drugs and cash

With the Bentleys

The Hummers the Benz

Escalades twenty-three

Inch rims

Jumpin' out the Jaguar

With the Timbs

Keep your bread up

And live good

East coast West coast

Worldwide

All my playas in

The hood stay fly

And if you're ballin'

Let me hear you say

Right right

Enter the world of the

Playboy pin-up girl

Butt naked dressed in

Nuttin' but pearls

You wanna meet me cause

Ya know I'm freaky and ya

Wanna eat me cause ya say

I'm sexy got a man in Japan

And I'll do it in Tahiti

Believe me sweety I got

Enough to feed the needy

No need to be greedy

I got mad friends

That's pretty

Chicks by the layers

All different flavors Mafioso

That's how this thing go

Now everybody come

Get with the lingo

Shake your body body

Move your body body

On the dance floor

Don't hurt no body body

I'm the one that put the

Range in the Rover

When I'm steppin'

Out the ring yo it's over

Comin' through

In the Brooklyn mint gear

We gonna do this just like

Big Poppa was here

Peeps with the Bentleys

The Hummers the Benz

Escalades twenty-three

Inch rims

Jumpin' out the Jaguar

With the Timbs

Keep your bread up

And live good

East coast West coast

Worldwide

All my playas in the

Hood stay fly

And if you're ballin'

Let me hear you say

Right right

Publisher
Atlantic Records