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nicki minaj - jumpoff / jump-off lyrics

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new sh-t. jump-off, 2007
ms. nicki, let’s get it popping baby, c’mon

[verse 1]

queens, queens
ayo, fendi this the jump-off right here n-gga
it’s minaj, lil mama, get a taste of the hot sauce
itty bitty, real pretty, but i’m not soft
i beat b-tches with the heat like i’m scott storch
in the ocean, is where they getting dropped off
all i wanna do is party, rock some ed hardy and forty forty
you arrive when it just get started
i come through at two and i don’t get carted (haha)
excuse me? i had to beg your pardon
mami your flow sick? my flows r-t-rded
’cause you can take something and you won’t be sick
but um, i can’t help my r-t-rded sh-t, ’cause my flow stupid
wheelchair bound, take the small bus, all year round
that b-tch pop out with a helmet on her head
bottle of new meds (word?)
and a good pair of kids
where my chicks? all my girls that’ll transport bricks! (ay, ay!)
got some mac lip gloss on your lips (ho, oh)
keep a real good jean on your hips (uh-huh)
you could get it! and to my dudes (k-yeah, k-yeah!): “if you keep a good b-tch in your crew, and you rock a good real f-cking suit (yessir!), if you got a lil’ tree on your boot, you can get it!”

[verse 2]

nicki and dirty money, n-gga
sh-t your draws
when i count to three, hit the floor
bang lil mama, pick up yo’ jaw (uh?)
“that?, there’s the chevy 64” (haha)
“you that b-tch? i’m the boss!”
i’ma have my bodyguard dust me off, ’cause i think i might have some dirt on my shoulder
call my n-gga, light, with the money green rover (light!)
i’m the boss b-tch, pink links and the brinks
rockin’ the corset, sip drinks in my minks
call my n-gga, gravy, that’s the big baby
tell him i said maybe, he should bring the trey peak
i already know these lames is gon’ hate me
but um, lately, it only motivate me
want it with my squad? you gotta come through me
i hit the dance floor, n-gga
one, two, three!
where my chicks? all my girls that’ll transport bricks! (ay, ay!)
got some mac lip gloss on your lips (ho, oh)
keep a real good jean on your hips (uh-huh)
ou could get it! and to my dudes (k-yeah, k-yeah!): “if you keep a good b-tch in your crew, and you rock a good real f-cking suit (yessir!), if you got a lil’ tree on your boot, you can get it!



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