Lyrics:
whoever made the stash (okay)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)
Oh, what a feeling, I'm feeling life (hey)
Thanks to the lames, niggas with bad
whoever made the stash (okay)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)
Oh, what a feeling, I'm feeling life (hey)
Thanks to the lames, niggas with bad
gutted, yeah, yeah
You gutted
You see us, VIP, gold bottles in them buckets
Yeah, you gutted, yeah, yeah, you gutted
When the Roc Boys in the house, open
Yeah, I'm the one they need, nigga
Roc Boy in the flesh, runnin' four side, Derek Jeter, nigga
I'm the one goin' up, up, up, up every time they see
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life
Thanks to the lames, niggas bad aim
Thanks to a little change I tore you out
Ulalà
Bad boy's fanno Puff daddy Puff daddy
Mi got mi gyal, mi got mi fam, mi got mi Gun mi ready!
Siamo Roc boys, 99 problemi!
Fuck Babylon we gon
should wake up in Jacob
Make what they make and drive a four-point-six (that's crazy)
I went Roc boy to hot boy, to Hit-Boy, them big boys
Y'all threw
Boy)
Be on the block with my (Boy) with the Roc fella (Boy)
When the cops come......squalin!!!!
Yeah this is for the sports cars, Bonita's, Jimmy's
PJ's,
caught with the (Boy) we went to court for the (Boy)
Just me and my (Boy) and we sayin' (Oh Boy)
Be on the block with my (Boy) with the Roc fella (Boy
some niggas just don't got the skills ( Skills )
Was a roc boy before I figured out who Jay Z is ( Roc Boy )
All about the Benjamins favorite President
and the Marcuses
Garvey, got me a molotov-cocktail flow
Even if you box well, can't stop the blows
Kaboom! The Roc Boy in the room
The dope boy I just came off
with my (Boy) with the Roc fella (Boy)
When the cops come, Squalie!
Yeah this is for the sports cars, Bonita's, Jimmy's
PJ's, old school, eighteenth
the money do the talkin
As you see we be talkin rather often
(chatterbox) the ROC Boys in the buildin
Another hundred fifty million don't it
Sound like we
did
Nobody touched a billi' until Hov did
How many billionaires can come from Hov crib? Huh
I count three, me, Ye and Rih
Bron's a Roc boy, so four,
enough trees, you gotta leaf (gotta leaf)
Ha, no days off, me and Meek
Young gunna, Roc Boys, double MG
Girl I know you got a man (man), and you so in
Its G’s up s Slime
Zone 3 Roc Boy we in the Air
I’m fly as a motherfucking helicopter
I’m fly as a motherfucking helicopter
Fly, fly
and get him when its winter nigga holla back
I'm gutta done told ya that
Roc boy bitch hova back
Tell ya movin dem stabs of crack
See nigga you a lie
Killa, holla, listen
It's the D-I-P (boy) plus the R-O-C (boy)
You'll be D-O-A (boy) your moms will say (oh boy)
Shit, ain't no stoppin' 'em, guns we
the shit the single
Ye and Hov gettin' into it over me, tryna do a joint venture
And G.O.O.D. Music still fam, but it's that Roc boy SAVEMONEY life
Took
killed the parking lot (Killed it)
Outlaw (Thug life) , Pac (2Pac)
Blueprint, no Roc (It's Dolph)
Big boy (Diamonds) , rocks
At the mansion drinkin' scotch
Killa, holla, listen
It's the D-I-P (boy) plus the R-O-C (boy)
You'll be D-O-A (boy) your moms will say (oh boy)
Shit, ain't no stoppin' 'em, guns we
DJ Clue
Desert Storm (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Vegas Jones
Roc Nation
The new generation
Let's go
The Roc Boys in the buildin'
and get him when its winter nigga holla back
I'm gutta done told ya that
Roc boy bitch hova back
Tell ya movin dem stabs of crack
See nigga you a lie
win the clutch
Roc boy
Send a couple shots boy
I'm a get them back bitch I'm like Sully I'm a Top boy
Keep on talking hot boy
Put you in that box boy
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