Jump Off ’07

[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Queens, Queens
Ayo, Fendi this the jump off right here, nigga

[Verse 1]
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 (Come on)
In the ocean is where they gettin' dropped off
All I wanna do is party (Uh-huh)
Rock some Ed Hardy, at Forty-Forty (Okay)
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 (Kyuh)
Mami ya flow sick, my flow's retarded (Okay)
'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 (Okay)
Take the small bus all year round
That bitch pop out with a helmet on her head (Okay)
Bottle of new meds (Word), a good pair of Keds

[Chorus]
Where my chicks?
All my girls that'll transport bricks (Aye, aye)
Got some MAC lip gloss on ya lips
Keep a real good jean on ya hips (Uh-huh)
You can get it
And to my dudes (Kyuh, kyuh)
If you keep a good bitch in ya crew (Uh-huh)
And you rock a good hood, fuck a suit (Yes sir)
And you got a little tree on ya boot (Whoop, whoop)
You can get it

[Verse 2]
Nicki and Dirty Money nigga, shit ya draws (Kyuh)
When I count to three, hit the floor (Come on)
Dang lil' mama, pick up ya jaw (Uh)
That there's the Chevy, 64 (Haha)
You that bitch, I'm the boss (Okay)
I'm a have my bodyguard (Yeah), dust me off (Uh)
'Cause I think I might have some dirt on my shoulder
Call my nigga Light with the money green Rover (Light)
I'm the boss bitch pink links and the brinks (Uh-huh)
Rockin' the corset, sip drinks in my minks (Lets go)
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 (Yeah)
But um lately, it only motivate me (Uh-huh)
Want it with the squad (Okay), gotta come through me (Alright)
Now hit the dance floor, nigga 1-2-3

[Chorus]
Where my chicks?
All my girls that'll transport bricks (Aye, aye)
Got some MAC lip gloss on ya lips
Keep a real good jean on ya hips (Uh-huh)
You can get it
And to my dudes (Kyuh, kyuh)
If you keep a good bitch in ya crew (Uh-huh)
And you rock a good hood, fuck a suit (Yes sir)
And you got a little tree on ya boot (Whoop, whoop)
You can get it