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