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
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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

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