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  • Booty, booty droppin, droppin
    Naughty, naughty poppin' knockin'
    Playas eyes out their socket
    Drop it, drop it, poppin', knockin'
    M-m-m-make them clap to this
    Booty, booty droppin, droppin
    Naughty, naughty poppin' knockin'
    Playas eyes out their socket
    Drop it, drop it, poppin', knockin'
    M-m-m-make them clap to this
    Speech!
    First of all I wan' thank my connect
    The most important person with all due respect
    Thanks for to duffle bag, the brown paper bag
    The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash
    Boys in blue who put greed before the badge
    The first pusher whoever made the stash
    The Roc Boys in the building tonight
    Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life
    Thanks to the lames, ****** bad aim
    Thanks to a little change I tore you out the game
    Bullet wounds will stop your bafoonery
    Thanks to the pastor rapping at your eulogy
    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 ya paper out
    We the **** boys of the year, drinks is on the house
    (We in the house, hou-, hou-)
    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 **** boys of the year, drinks is on the house
    (We in the house, hou-, hou-)
    We are lovers true and through and though
    We made it through the storm
    I really want you to realize
    I really want to put you on
    I've been searchin for someone
    To satisfy my every need
    Won't you be my inspiration
    Be the real love that I need
    Real love
    I'm searchin for a real love
    Someone to set my heart free
    Real love
    I'm searchin for a real love
    t's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    See the chick over there, she wanna set it off
    See homie over here, he wanna set it off
    t's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    See the chick over there, she wanna set it off
    See homie over here, he wanna set it off
    Set it off, set it off
    Set it off
    1, 2, 3!
    Set it off
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh....
    Get it right, get it right get it tight
    Get it right, get it right get it tight
    Get it right, get it right get it tight
    Get it right, get it right get it tight
    rock to the rhythm of the funky rhyme
    So I can get busy just one more time
    To the beat and ya don't quit
    It's that ol' skool rap with that new skool hit
    Peter Piper picked a pepper but Kool rocked the rhyme
    And I can still rip up the house
    Every God damn time I get on the mic, I go crazy
    Peace out to Celo, Flex, and Doug Lazy
    I bet 'cha never knew but now ya know
    I'm the undisputed king of this disco
    And I never let the mic, magnatize me no more
    Cuz DJ Kool rip up the whole damn floor
    Now I'ma rap a rhyme with the greatest of ease
    And swing it like the man on the flying trapeze
    And if you don't like it you grab on these
    And now I need some help from the maestro please
  • Booty, booty droppin, droppin
    Naughty, naughty poppin' knockin'
    Playas eyes out their socket
    Drop it, drop it, poppin', knockin'
    M-m-m-make them clap to this
    Booty, booty droppin, droppin
    Naughty, naughty poppin' knockin'
    Playas eyes out their socket
    Drop it, drop it, poppin', knockin'
    M-m-m-make them clap to this
    Speech!
    First of all I wan' thank my connect
    The most important person with all due respect
    Thanks for to duffle bag, the brown paper bag
    The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash
    Boys in blue who put greed before the badge
    The first pusher whoever made the stash
    The Roc Boys in the building tonight
    Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life
    Thanks to the lames, ****** bad aim
    Thanks to a little change I tore you out the game
    Bullet wounds will stop your bafoonery
    Thanks to the pastor rapping at your eulogy
    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 ya paper out
    We the **** boys of the year, drinks is on the house
    (We in the house, hou-, hou-)
    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 **** boys of the year, drinks is on the house
    (We in the house, hou-, hou-)
    We are lovers true and through and though
    We made it through the storm
    I really want you to realize
    I really want to put you on
    I've been searchin for someone
    To satisfy my every need
    Won't you be my inspiration
    Be the real love that I need
    Real love
    I'm searchin for a real love
    Someone to set my heart free
    Real love
    I'm searchin for a real love
    t's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    See the chick over there, she wanna set it off
    See homie over here, he wanna set it off
    t's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    It's time to set it off
    See the chick over there, she wanna set it off
    See homie over here, he wanna set it off
    Set it off, set it off
    Set it off
    1, 2, 3!
    Set it off
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh....
    Get it right, get it right get it tight
    Get it right, get it right get it tight
    Get it right, get it right get it tight
    Get it right, get it right get it tight
    rock to the rhythm of the funky rhyme
    So I can get busy just one more time
    To the beat and ya don't quit
    It's that ol' skool rap with that new skool hit
    Peter Piper picked a pepper but Kool rocked the rhyme
    And I can still rip up the house
    Every God damn time I get on the mic, I go crazy
    Peace out to Celo, Flex, and Doug Lazy
    I bet 'cha never knew but now ya know
    I'm the undisputed king of this disco
    And I never let the mic, magnatize me no more
    Cuz DJ Kool rip up the whole damn floor
    Now I'ma rap a rhyme with the greatest of ease
    And swing it like the man on the flying trapeze
    And if you don't like it you grab on these
    And now I need some help from the maestro please