Asher Roth - Roth Boys lyrics

You're about to witness the baddest
Thing like no other
This is history in the making
SRC affiliate Asher Roth
The Roth Boys in the building tonight
Oh, what a feelin', I'm feelin' nice
(We did it again) if you only live once and
There's only one life
(The Greenhouse Effect Vol 1)
Then tonight might as well be the night
(Cannon)
Pardon me, I forgot to introduce myself
I go by the name of the Great Don Cannon
DJ Drama, Mr thanksgiving

The Roth Boys in the building tonight
Oh, what a feelin', I'm feelin' nice
If you only live once and
There's only one life
Then tonight might as well be the night

White boy on the beat, how surreal is that?
I mean for real he's the illest
I hate to kill the cat
But, I am curious, and they deserve this shit
So in flurries
I hit 'em with the furry fists
Fists of furry yo it's very yo I murder this
They stargazing like Copernicus, verdict is
Not guilty, spit games so filthy
Cow girls all wanna milk me, will be
Pissed if he knew all the chicks that I hit
Chicks meaning tracks, are you sick?
Pigheaded, demented
Yeah, the seamen and freemen
Need to be at least a ten to get in
You're entering the lion's den
Let it begin, may the best man win
Jay passed on me for Pittsburg Slim
But in the end I am
Kickin' it with Steve Rifkind (What up)
Enough said, well except
"Ayo, Steve, do you have enough bread?"
(Yo, you good?) lechaim, that's more like it
But what do I know? I'm just a white kid
And that's Langley, he's my side kick
The girls cheer when we're here
Yeah they high kick
And if it's ball, I'd be Kirk Heinrich
JHawk beats like it's my shit, my shot
Shot clock, non-stop
Put it in they eye socket
This is routine like an outfield high pop
I eat my breakfast at iHop
Scotch on the rocks
Look at me with they eyes cocked
Gosh this is nuts, man
Ain't nothin' iHop's seen in a while
This is wild, even I'm shocked
So damn good, didn't know that I could
Feel a Ric Flair comin' on
Can I hear it? Woo!

The nature boy in the building tonight
Oh, what a feeling, I'm feeling nice
You ain't even gotta bring your boyfriend out
It's the party of the year
We dancin' on the couch (We on the couch)
Let your hair down baby, let it go
Figga with Jigga figga da jiggamo
Figga Jigga bitter cause he didn't know
But when has a Jigga decision ever gone gold?
(I don't know, man) let the trumpets blow
Low and behold for those who don't know

Ash Roth in the building tonight
Oh, what a feeling I'm feeling nice
You ain't even gotta bring you boyfriend out
We can turn the lights off and
Play "Who's in your mouth?"
("Who's in ya mouth?")
Better beat since I moved down south
To the A add an S and an H and we out
We in the south, yeah we bounce
Laughing, like yes, that just happened
Now that's what I call rapping

You half ass cats, where's your hallway pass?
You ain't allowed out, get back to class
I'm kickin' ass and taking names
This is the same thing
That happened on Renegade
I came here to entertain 'cause
I ain't never afraid
Say on anything, oh, why am I gettin' paid?
Obama for president, in two
Thousand and eight, ayyy

The Roth Boys in the building tonight
Oh, what a feeling I'm feeling nice
If you only live once and
There's only one life
Then tonight might as well be the night
It might as well be the night
It might as well be the night
It might as well be tonight

Alright that's it
I hate when rappers rap for like 5 minutes
I just, have an attention span of zero
So bring those horns in and
Let this whole celebration (Cannon)
Mellow out
And we'll take it to the next chapter
Hottest verse of two thousand-thousand
How long is that?
Rapper of the year, rapper of the decade
And I ain't even a rapper