Jay-Z - Roc Boys (And The Winner Is)... - A Cappella Lyrics

Lyrics Roc Boys (And The Winner Is)... - A Cappella - Jay-Z



And the winner is Hov, my man! Speech!
First of all I wanna thank my connect
The most important person, with all due respect
The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash
Boys in blue who put green before the badge
The first pusher who ever made the stash
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life
Bullet wounds will stop your buffoonery
To Lil Kim and them, you know the women friend
Who carry the work cross state for a gentlemen
Yeah, thanks to all the hustlers
And most importantly you: the customer
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling, I'm feeling life
You don't even gotta bring your paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice
You don't even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
Let ya hair down baby, I just hit a 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 time, let's pick apart some stores
Pick a weekend for freaking for figure fours
I figure frauds never hit a lick before
So they don't know the feeling when them things get across
Put ya hand out the window, feel the force
Feel the Porsche, hit defrost
Ice-cold, jewels got no flaws
Drop got no top, you on the top floor
Pink Rose, think OJ
I get away with murder when I sling yay
Heroin got less steps than Britney
That means it ain't stepped on, dig me?
Red Porsches, rare portraits
Rare guns if you dare come near the fortress
This apple sauce is from the apple orchard
This kinda talk is only reserved for the bosses
Which means I get it from the ground
Which means you get it when I'm around
Rich niggas, black Bar Mitzvahs
Mazel tov, it's a celebration bitches, L'Chaim
I wish for you a hundred years of success but it's my time
Cheers, toast to crime
Number one D-boy, shame he could rhyme
Sweet, let that ride out!
Bring the horns back in, yeah
This is black super hero music right here baby
American Gangsta
Taking flight, coming to a town near you
Soon as I touch down I just want ya'll to start playing the horns like...
Hovies home... Lukey baby
Hahahahaha... ow!



Writer(s): MATTHEWS DELENO SEAN, ROTH GABRIEL ALEXANDER, GUY DAVID ANTHONY, STEINWEISS HOMER, MICHELS LEON MARCUS, COPPIN LEVAR RYAN, COMBS SEAN PUFFY, BRENNECK THOMAS R, CARTER SHAWN C, DELLER MICHAEL JOSEPH


Jay-Z - American Gangster Acappella
Album American Gangster Acappella
date of release
01-01-2007




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