[Jay-Z/{Pharell]
Wooo, wooo
Memph Bleek always smokin' that la la la {Hoooh
Beanie Sigel always smokin' that la la la {Hoooh
Neptune tracks smoke like la la la {Hoooh
It's the Roc baby sing our lullaby
C'mon

[Hook]
Excuse me miss {Do you want me to do it
I'm the [bad word] 
You [bad word] {Do you want me to do it
Hang wit' me
Basically {Do you want me to do it
Hold up, skip all the singin' lets get right tonight, mami
{Well watch me now, uhh

[Verse One]
I know my english ain't as modest as you like
 [bad word]  get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under the baker's thumb
I bake the cake, get two of them for one
Then I move the +weight+ like I'm +Oprah's+ son
Ahhh, "I'll show you how to do this son"
Young don't mess with chicks in Burberry paddings
Fake Manolo boots straight from Steve Madden
He patented his self the rap JFK
You wanna pass for my Jacqueline Onassis
Then hop ya [bad word] out that S-class
Lay back in that Maebach 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
 [bad word] think twice
'Cause the gat that I clutch got a little red light
Need a light?

To smoke that la la la {Hoooh
Beanie Sigel always smokin' that la la la {Hoooh
Memph Bleek always smokin' that la la la {Hoooh
It's the Roc mami sing our lullaby
C'mon

[Hook]

We got brothers full of Arme' 
Mami's in Manolo
Bags by Chanel or Louis Vuitton logos
All attracted to Hov' because they know dough
When they see him, which be European
If you're a te-en (ten) chances you're wit' he-em (him)
If you're a five you know you ridin' wit th-em (them)
Sick with the pen, [bad word] 
No physician in the world can fix him
No prescription, you could prescribe to subside
His affliction
He's not a sane man, he's more like Rainman, twitchin'
You can't rain dance on his picnic
No Haitian voodoo, no headless chickens
Can dead his sickness
No Ouiji board
You can't see me dog, [bad word] you +CB4+
This ain't +Chris Rock+ [bad word] 
It's the Roc [bad word] 
And I'm the franchise like a +Houston Rocket+
+Yao Ming+ (Nawimean)

Still smokin' that la la la
Memph Bleek still smokin' that la la la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the forty-five
It's the Roc mami sing our lullaby
C'mon

[Hook]

Forget english, talk body language
I be all over mamis like body painters
Pink diamond necklace, strawberry wrist
Please excuse yourself
You're very sick
Don't confuse me wit' Marbury out this [bad word] [bad word] up on me at the light,
You could lose your life
 [bad word] must be smokin' they la la la with crack
Forty-five gun smoke, choke off that
Let's get back to the music, I ain't with all that
Plus the Feds tappin' my music, ya'll get all that
I'm THE public enemy number one
Public enemy number two is my whole crew (ROC)
And I ain't concerned wit' who like me
Or who like you, that's [bad word] 
I ain't into likin' dudes no way
But get a pen 
I can tell you pricks my plans for the future
I'll never make the news again
My man'll shoot ya

As we 
Smoke that la la la {Hoooh
Memphis Bleek always smokin' that la la la {Hoooh
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the forty-five {Hoooh
It's the Roc [bad word] sing our lullaby
C'mon

Excuse me miss {Do you want me to do it
I'm the [bad word] 
You [bad word] {Do you want me to do it
Hang wit' me
Basically {Do you want...
Whoa, skip all the singin' lets get right tonight mami

[Pharell]
Well watch me now, uhh
Hoo
Hoo
C'mon
Do you want me to do it
Well watch me now, uhh
Well watch me now, uhh