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the jumpoff (remix) - rina whorgan lyrics

[intro]
ha! you know big rina in the building like.. stop playing with her! symbol

uh! queens, queens!
ayo, this is the jumpoff right here like

[verse 1]
it’s a shame that these b*tches like to hate on me
got the, gordon dove and a tape of flees
i be skatin’ on these b*tches like i’m shining my shoes
i be sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas like i’m shooting a doosh
got the, gucci clutch and i’m riding the porsche
i ain’t, f*cking with kim but i’m rocking with morphe
n*ggas, talkin’ sh*t but want me riding they horse
i ain’t playing with these b*tches if they come in what fourth?

i like money, i ain’t f*cking with you if you acting funny
‘cuz i’m a queen, i can be a ropе*bunny
i like dance but b*tch this ain’t honey, ain’t it funny?

and if you rich, lеmme go ahead and ride on that d*ck
ima give you just every last l!ck
like a tootsie*pop, i’m sucking on that d*ck
if you get it

[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 b*tch in ya crew (uh*huh)
and you rock a good hood, f*ck a suit (yes sir)
and you got a little tree on ya boot (whoop, whoop)
you can get it
[verse 2]
this sh*t come natural to me, ain’t it tragic to be
i keep a good grip on that prada toe
lemme take a step back, while i’m schooling these n*ggas
lemme teach you how to bap, like i’m schooling these n*ggas

like man, what the f*ck you want me coming around?
better [?] me next time when i’m coming to town
i mean, i can talk sh*t cuz’ i’m wearing the crown
n*gga [?] when i fumble the ground

(yo)
these b*tches on they lurkin’ sh*t
i don’t sit around the b*tches with the perks n’ sh*t
i don’t give a f*ck b*tch sis, you ain’t worth the sh*t
ima f*ck ya n*gga quick, cuz’ i’m the perfect b*tch

yeah, i’m the perfect b*tch & you the prostitute
sees a lil’ cum rag and if its profitable
i can set my p*ssy up on a cam & sh*t
make a quick 6 figures on a plastic d*ck

[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 b*tch in ya crew (uh*huh)
and you rock a good hood, f*ck a suit (yes sir)
and you got a little tree on ya boot (whoop, whoop)
you can get it
[outro]
wait, wait, wait, wait
real sh*t though like, i’m sick as f*ck
and i still [?] half of you b*tches like..
the f*ck off a d*ck b*tch
(hahahaha)

- rina whorgan lyrics

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