| Jay Z - La la la Lyrics -- [Jay-Z] Whooo! Whooo! [Chorus] 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 (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 [Verse 1] 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 Patterns Fake Menolo's boots straight from Steve Madden He tatted his-self, as the rap JFK 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) [Chorus 2] 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 [Verse 2] 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 ... |
