Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah Roc-A-Fella
We invite you to, something epic y'all know?
Where we hustle out of a sense of, hopelessness
Sort of a desperation
Through
Roc-A-Fella click nigga
Ayo we pattin down pussy from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar
Fuck a bitch D in the marked car
We got the bad bitches gaspin' for air in
me looking so crazy in love (I'm warmed up now, let's go)
Young 'Hov, y'all know when the flow is loco
Young B and the R-O-C, uh oh (oh)
Ol' G,
to the masquerade
Uh, I got the Roc on my shoulder (it's the Roc)
Somebody should've told you, I'm a motherfuckin' universal soldier
Back when Emory Jones was
beautiful fact, we the chosen
Throwin' Roc Nation brunches, that's a feast for
Non-believers, I created my own Easter
Evidence for your reverence
Why
from any of those, consider it Harām
The minaret that Jigga built beyond the dome of the Roc
Was crafted, so beautifully, consider this Saddam
From
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
touch
Y'all rap now, fast money lets slow it up
Niggaz try to stop Jay-Z to no luck
Roc-A-Fella forever CEO what what
Us the villains, fuck your
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
to ride to my telly, chicks move when the playa speak
Them freaks tryin' to meet the Roc
And those chicks wasn't shocked when I said
[Chorus:]
You can
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyonce, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
My boy Roc, can you
D-Roc for a biggie
Pussy-ass lil' rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas
Pop star, icon
But I send niggas come snatch niggas
I'm with EBK, you
Rich nigga shit, we on the 'Roc, not the liquor
Rich nigga shit, I swap her out and then I pick her
Rich nigga shit, I'm in the 'Rari or the Lamb'
Some next level shit mane
We get fucked up
I mix D'Usse with Ciroc ('roc!)
That's that diddy bop (bop!)
That's that diddy bop (bop!)
That's that
Hey yo this tha biggest colibration in mutha fuckin
Rap history we got young gunz , hype-d , bun be , magic ,
Hey yo R.O.C. In tha mutha fuckin
on this ride though
I'm callin the shots
The bar's closing
Where we going to for breakfast?
Roc-a-Fella y'all
OKAY, I'M RELOADED!
"Bringin the drama"
me looking so crazy in love (I'm warmed up now, let's go)
Young 'Hov, y'all know when the flow is loco
Young B and the R-O-C, uh oh (oh)
Ol' G,
to the Roc, the Roc into some buildings
When ya nigga feeling I might see about a billion
'Fore I leave the building, now that's what I call a billing
Uh,
go with me on this ride though
I'm calling the shots
The bar's closing
Where we going to for breakfast?
Roc-a-fella y'all
Okay, I'm reloaded!
Fuck, shit is real right here
Roc-a-Fella, LOX, takin the streets over motherfuckers
Don't get it twisted
Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo
Yo shut
touch
Y'all rap now, fast money lets slow it up
Niggaz try to stop Jay-Z to no luck
Roc-A-Fella forever CEO what what
Us the villains, fuck your
Home of the World Trade. Birthplace of Michael Jordan.
Home of Biggie Smalls. Roc-A-Fella head quaters.
Ladies and gentlemen, Killa Cam, Young Hov is
ain't hardly made this
You talkin' to one of Roc's finest
And do rewind this; it's Bad Boy's finest!
Yo, yo, yo, yo,
Bad Boy Motherfuckers
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