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WHOO!
[Hook]
Memph` Bleek always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)
Beanie Sigel always smokin that la-la-la (HOO)
Kanye track smoke like la-la-la (HOO)
It`s the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C`mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I`m the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin` let`s get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain`t as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under the baker`s thumbs
I bake the cake, get two of them for one
Then I move the weight like I`m Oprah`s son
Uh, I`ll show you how to do this son
Young don`t mess with chicks in Burberry paddings
Fake Manolo boots straight from Steve Madden (u-uh)
He padded hisself the rap J.F.K., you wanna pass for my Jaqueline Onassis
Then, hop ya ass out that S-class
Lay back in that Maybach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged life
ever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink ice?
Look but don`t touch, motherfucker think twice
`Cause the gat that I clutch got a little red light
Need a light?
[Hook]
To smoke that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel always smoking that la-la-la
Memph` Bleek always smoking that la-la-la
It`s the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C`mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I`m the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin` let`s get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
We got brothers full of Arm`i, mami`s in Manolo
Bags by Chanel, all Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to Hov` because they know dough
When they see him, whips be European
If you`re a ten, chances you`re with him
If you`re a five, you know you ridin` with them
Sick with the pen nigga, no physician in the world could fix him
No prescription, you could prescribe to subside, his affliction
He`s not a sane man, he`s more like reign man - twitchin`
You can`t rain dance on his picnic
No Haitian voodoo, no headless chickens can dead his sickness
No Ouija board, you can`t see me dog, nigga you CB-4
This ain`t Chris Rock bitch, it`s the R.O.C. bitch
And I`m the franchise like a Houston Rocket, Yao Ming!
[Hook]
Still smokin that la-la-la
Memph` Bleek still smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It`s the R.O.C. baby, sing our lullaby
C`mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I`m the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singin` let`s get right tonight mami
[Verse Three: Kanye West]
She playin she hate when I`m name droppin
So when I talk rap, she gon` change topics
But I got a plan B that`s planned out, for when things don`t pan out
Hov` tellin ya mind brother, I`ma play shy brother
So you take the Destiny Child girl in the Coupe?
Then I`ma try bag the ones that got kicked out the group
I figured that`ll be simple, I`ll just help `em with their demo
Help `em to the limo, play the upboard instrumentals
And she - grabbed my tattoo, peeped my credentials
And she - grabbed my pants, felt the potential
And I - rubbed `bout every essential
That have fun breakin her fundamentals
Excuse me miss, the artist of the new millenium
Has finally stopped drivin that blue Millenium
And got a good of trenny and filled it with plenty of Henney
and Remi and weed, `til she higher than Hilliam
[Hook]
If she pass me, smoke that la-la-la
Memphis Bleek always smokin that la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It`s the R.O.C. bitch, sing our lullaby
C`mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I`m the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
WHOA, skip all the singin` let`s get right tonight, mami
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