Jay-z - Roc Boys (And The Winner Is...) lyrics

rate me

And the winner is HOV

My man... Speech

First of all wanna thank my connect

The most important person in all due respect

Thanks for the duffle bag the brown paper bag

The NIKE shoe box for holding all this cash (ok)

Boys in blue who put greed before the badge (ok)

The first pusher who ever made the stash (ok)

The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)

Oh what feeling I'm feeling life (hey)

Thanks to the lame, nigga with bad names

Thanks for a little change; I tour you out the game

Bullet wounds to stop your befoulery

Thank to the pastor rapping at you eulogy

To lil Kim em

You know the Winn ford WHO?

Carries the work cross state for an Entenmanns

Yeah

Thanks to all the hustler and most importantly you the customer

The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)

Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life (hey)

You don't even have to bring your paper out

We the dope boys of the year the drink is on the house (we in the house)

The Roc Boy in the building tonight (hey)

Looking how I'm chilling I'm killing this ice

You don't even have to bring your purses out

We the dope boys of the year the drink is on the house (we in the house

Hey

Put your head down baby I just hear the score

Pick any place on the planet, pick a shore

Take what the Forbes figured then figure more

Cause they forgot to account what I did with the raw

Pick a town

Let's pick apart some stores

Pick a weekend for freaking

For figure 4's

I figure frauds never hit a lick before

So they don't know the feeling when them thangs get across

Put your hand out the window

Feel the force

Feel the Porsche

Hit the frost

ICE COLD

Jewels got no flaws

Drop got no top

You on the top floor

Pink roses think O.J I get away with murder when I sling ye

Got less step then Britney

That means it aint stepped on did he?

Red Porsche, Red Portrait, Red guns if you dare come near the fortress (we in the house)

Apple sources is from the apple orchid

This kinda talk is only reserved for the bosses

Which mean I get it from the ground

Which means you get it when I'm around?

Rich nigga black bat mitzvah

It's a celebration bitches

Now hi... I wish for you a 100 years of success

But it's my time

Cheers, toast to crimes, number 1 b-boy

Let that ride out

Bring the horns back

Yeah

This is black superhero music right hear baby

American gangster

Taking flight

Coming to a town near you

As soon as I touch down

I want you to start playing the horns like

Lukie baby