Lyrics Detail
La-La-La_Jay-Z
[ti:La-La-La_Jay-Z]
[ar:Bad Boys]
[al:绝地战警2]
[by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】]
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La-La-La_Jay-Z - Bad Boys
Memph Bleek always smoking that la la la
Beanie Sigel always smoking that la la la
Neptunes track smoke like la la la
It's the ROC baby sing our Lulla-Bye
Excuse me miss I'm the shit
You should come hang with me basically
Hold up skip all the singing
Let's get right tonight
Mami
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come get some you little bums
I take the cake from under the bakers thumb
I bake the cake and two it up from one
Then I moved to weight like I'm Oprah's son Uh
I show you how to do this son
Young don't mess with chicks in Burberry Paddings
Fake Menolo's boots straight from Steve Madden
He tatted his-self as the rap J F K
You wanna pass for my Jaqueline Onassis then
Hop ya ass out that S-Class
Lay back in the Maybach 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 muthafucka think twice
Cuz this gat that I clutch gotta little red light
Need a light (To smoke that La La La)
Beanie Sigel always smoking that la la la
Memph Bleek always smoking that la la la
It's the ROC mami sing our Lulla-Bye
C'mon
Excuse me miss I'm the shit
You should come hang with me basically
Hold up skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami
We got brothers full of Army
Mami's in Manolo
Bags by Chanel or Louis Vuitton logo's
All attracted to Hov because they know dough
When they see him whips be European
If your a 10 chances your with him
If your a 5 you know you ridin' with them
Sick with the pen nigga no physician
In the world could fix him
No prescription
You can prescribe to subside his affliction
He's not a sane man
He's more like the Reign Man twitchin'
You can't Reign Dance on this picnic
No Haitian voodoo no headless chicken
Can dead his sickness no Quiji board
You can't see me dawg niggaz ya CB-4
This ain't Chris Rock bitch it's the ROC bitch
And I'm the Franchise like the Houston Rockets
Yao Ming Still smokin' that la la la
Memph Bleek still smokin' that la la la
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle the 45
It's the ROC baby sing our Lulla-Bye
C'mon
Excuse me miss I'm the shit
You should come hang with me basically
Hold up skip all the singing
Let's get right tonight
Mami
Forget English talk body language
I be all over mami's like body painters
Pink Diamond necklace strawberry wrist
Please excuse yourself your very sick
Don't confuse me with Marbury out this bitch
Run up on me at the light you could lose your life
Muthafucka's must be smokin' t
Hey la la la with crack
45 gun smoke choke off that
Let's get back to the music I ain't with all that
Plus the fedz tappin' my music yall get all that
Humvee public industry No 1
Public industry No 2 was my whole crew
(R O C )
Who like me or who like you
That's gay
I ain't into liking 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 will shoot ya
As we smoke that la la la
Memph Bleek still smokin' that la la la
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle the 45
It's the ROC bitch sing our Lulla-Bye
C'mon
Excuse me miss I'm the shit
You should come hang with me basically
Skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami
Well watch me now
C'mon
Do you want me to do it