Jump Off ’07

Queens, Queens

Ayo, Fendi this the jump off right here, nigga






It's Minaj, little mama, get a taste of the hot sauce

Itty bitty, real pretty, but I'm not soft

I beat bitches with the heat like I'm Scott Storch

In the ocean is where they gettin' dropped off

All I wanna do is party

Rock some Ed Hardy, at Forty-Forty (40/40 Club)

You arrive, when it just get started

I come through at 2, and I don't get carded (haha)

Excuse me, I had to beg ya pardon

Mami ya flow sick, my flow's retarded

Cause you can take something and you won't be sick

But um, I can't help my retarded shit

Cause my flow stupid, wheelchair bound

Take the small bus all year round

That bitch pop out with a helmet on her head

Bottle of new meds, a good pair of Keds






Where my chicks

All my girls that'll transport bricks

Got some MAC lip gloss on ya lips

Keep a real good jean on ya hips

You can get it

And to my dudes

If you keep a good bitch in ya crew

And you rock a good hood, fuck a suit

And you got a little tree on ya boot

You can get it






Nicki and Dirty Money nigga, shit ya draws

When I count to three, hit the floor

Dang little mama, pick up ya jaw

That there's the Chevy, 64

You that bitch, I'm the boss

I'm a have my bodyguard, dust me off

Cause I think I might have some dirt on my shoulder

Call my nigga Light with the money green Rover

I'm the boss bitch pink links and the brinks

Rockin the corset, sip drinks in my minks

Call my nigga Gravy, that's the big baby

Tell him I said maybe he should bring the trey p

Already know these lames is gonna hate me

But um lately, it only motivate me

Want it with the squad, gotta come through me

Now hit the dance floor, nigga 1-2-3






Where my chicks

All my girls that'll transport bricks

Got some MAC lip gloss on ya lips

Keep a real good jean on ya hips

You can get it

And to my dudes

If you keep a good bitch in ya crew

And you rock a good hood, fuck a suit

And you got a little tree on ya boot

You can get it