Its the Roc in the building...Calib, Ramel, Tarrell in the houseYes, live from United StatesBrooklyn, New York its ya boy, YoungThe Neptunes is in the houseAs soon as the beat dropWe got the streets lockedOverseas at Pudjabi MC and the ROCI came to see the mamis in the spotOn the count of three, drop your body like its hotOne YoungTwo youWant to, threeYoung Hov's a snake charmerMove your body lika snake mamaMake me wanna put tha snake on yaIm on my 8th summerstill hotYoung's the 8th wonderAll i do is get breadYea, i take wonderI take one of ya chics straight from under ya arm pitThe black Brad PittI mack till 6 in the AMAll day Im P-I-M-PI am simplyAttached to tha track like simpyIts simply good young Hov' infinitely hood(Chorus)R.O.C and ya don't stopPudjabi MC and ya don't stopNigga NYC and ya don't stopIt's the ROC, It's the ROCR.O.C and we don't stopPudjabi MC and we don't stopIt's your boy Jay-Z and we don't stopNigga, ROC and we wont stopHa...Yes...uhBounce...bounce...bounce...bounceyes...uh, uh, uh, uh, uhyes...Ma,' I ain't gotta tell yaBut it's your boy Hov' from the U.S.You just lay down slowCatch your boy minglin, England mackin in the NetherlandsCheckin in daily under aliasesWe prevail is sweet back homescreamin leave Iraq aloneBut all my soldiers in the fieldI will wish you safe returnBut only love kills war, when will they learn?It's international Hov', been havin the flowBefore bin Laden got Manhattan to blow,Before Ronald Reagan got Manhattan to blow,Before I was cappin it there back beforeDro', we had it all day, Papi in the hallway, cop one of the sign to give you moyeYeah, but that's another storyBut for now, mami, turn it around and the let the boy play.Jay...(Chorus)
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