Jay-Z
Whooo! Whooo!

Pharrell Williams
Memph Bleek always smoking that La, La, La
Beanie Sigel always smoking that La, La, La
Neptunes track smoke like La, La, La
It´s the ROC baby sing our Lulla-Bye (C´mon)

{Refrain:}
Excuse me miss, I´m the shit (do you want me to do it?)
You should come, hang with me, basically (do you want me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singing *
Let´s get right tonight Mami (Come on now...Uhhh)

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 bakers thumb
I bake the cake and two it up from one
Then I moved to weight like I´m Oprah´s son
Uh, I show you how to do this son
Young don´t mess with chicks in Burberry Paddings
Fake Menolo´s boots straight from Steve Madden
He tatted his-self, as the rap J.F.K.
You wanna pass for my Jaqueline, Onassis, then
Hop ya ass out that S-Class
Lay back in the 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, muthafucka think twice
Cuz this gat that I clutch gotta little red light
Need a light?

(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 ROC mami sing our Lulla-Bye
C´mon

{au Refrain}

We got brothers full of Army, Mami´s in Manolo
Bags by Chanel or Louis Vuitton logo´s
All attracted to Hov because they know dough
When they see him, whips be European
If your a 10 chances your with him
If your a 5 you know you ridin´ with them
Sick with the pen nigga no physician, in the world could fix him
No prescription, you can prescribe to subside his affliction
He´s not a sane man, he´s more like the Reign Man twitchin´
You can´t Reign Dance on this picnic
No Haitian foodle, no headless chicken
Can dead or sickness, no Quiji board
You can´t see me dawg, niggaz ya CB-4
This ain´t Chris Rock bitch, it´s the ROC bitch
And I´m the Franchise like the Houston Rockets
Yah´Mean

Still smokin´ that La, La, La
Memph Bleek still smokin´ that La, La, La
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle the.45
It´s the ROC baby sing our Lulla-Bye
C´mon

{au Refrain}

Forget English, talk body language
I be all over mami´s like body paintigs
Pink Diamond necklace, strawberry wrist
Please excuse yourself, your very sick
Don´t confuse me with Marbury out this bitch
Wanna ball me at the light, you could lose your life
Muthafucka´s must be smokin´ they La, La, La or crack
.45 gun smoke, choke off that
Let´s get back to the music, I ain´t with all that
Plus the fedz tappin´ my music, yall get all that?
I´m THEE! public industry #1
Public industry #2 is my whole crew (R.O.C.!)
Now I ain´t down with who like me or who like you
That´s gay, I ain´t into liking dudes no way
But get a pen, I can tell you pricks my plans for the future
I never make the news again, my manage use ya

As we, smoke that La, La, La
Memph Bleek still smokin´ that La, La, La
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle the.45
It´s the ROC bitch sing our Lulla-Bye
C´mon

{au Refrain}

Pharrell Williams
Well watch me now
Uh!
Ho!, Ho!
C´mon
Do you want me to do it
Well watch me now