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Write me a song called Roc Boys (And The Winner Is)... with the following description: “Roc Boys (And the Winner Is)…” is the second single from Jay-Z’s tenth studio album, American Gangster. On the track Hov celebrates street corner capitalism; and takes the chance to give a toast to his cohorts and his customers – in both the rap and drug games.
The track peaked at #63 on the Billboard “Hot 100” chart. Rolling Stone magazine named it the best song of 2007.
Hov explained the celebratory-nature of the track in an interview with XXL magazine in October 2007:
I represent hip-hop first and foremost. Like, when I go into a Biggie zone or Em zone or anybody else I mean, that’s what it’s about. I mean, I can rap. I’m not doing that ‘cause I’m at a lost for fuckin’ words. I’ve said a lot of words in my career. I got my words. I used vehemently in a rhyme, you know. I got a lot of words. I got a vast vocabulary. But when I heard the record, I was like, this shit sounds like a celebration, right. So that’s what it was. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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[Produced by LV, Sean C, and Diddy]
[Intro: Jay-Z]
And the winner is Hov
,
,
My man
Speech!
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
First of all, I wanna thank my connect
The most important person, with all due respect
Thanks to the duffle bag, the brown paper bag
The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash
 (Okay!)
Boys in blue who put greed before the badge
 (Okay!)
The first pusher who ever made the stash
 (Okay!)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (Hey!)
Oh, what a feeling, I'm feeling life
 (Hey!)
Thanks to the lames, niggas with bad aim
Thanks to a little change, I tore you out the game
Bullet wounds will stop your buffoonery
Thanks to the pastor, rapping at your eulogy
To Lil' Kim and them, you know the women-friend who
Carry the work cross state for a gentlemen
Yeah, thanks to all the hustlers
And most importantly you: the customer
[Chorus: Jay-Z & (Kanye West)]
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (Hey!)
Oh what a feeling, I'm feeling life
 (Hey!)
You don't even gotta bring your paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice
You don't even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
(We in the house, hou-, hou-, HEY) [Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Let ya hair down baby, I just hit a score
Pick any place on the planet, pick a shore
Take what the Forbes figured, then figure more
'Cause they forgot to account what I did with the raw
Pick a time, let's pick apart some stores
Pick a weekend for freaking for figure fours
I figure frauds never hit a lick before
So they don't know the feeling when them things get across
Put ya hand out the window, feel the force
Feel the Porsche,
 
hit defrost
Ice-cold, jewels got no flaws
Drop got no top, you on the top floor
Pink Rosé,
 
think OJ
I get away with murder when I sling yay
Her-on got less steps than Britney
That means it ain't stepped on, dig me?
[Chorus: Jay-Z & (Kanye West)]
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (Hey!)
Oh what a feeling, I'm feeling life (Hey!)
You don't even gotta bring your paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice
You don't even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
(We in the house, hou-, hou-, HEY) [Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Rare Porsches, rare portraits
Rare guns if you dare come near the fortress
This apple sauce is from the apple orchard
This kinda talk is only reserved for the bosses
Which means I get it from the ground
Which means you get it when I'm around
Rich niggas, black Bar Mitzvahs
Mazel tov, it's a celebration bitches!
"L'chaim!"
I wish for you a hundred years of success but it's my time
Cheers, toast to crime
Number one D-boy, shame he could rhyme
[Chorus: Jay-Z, Beyoncé, Cassie & (Kanye West)]
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (Hey!)
Oh what a feeling, I'm feeling life (Hey!)
You don't even gotta bring your paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice
You don't even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
(We in the house, hou-, hou-, HEY)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (Hey!)
Oh what a feeling, I'm feeling life (Hey!)
You don't even gotta bring your paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice
You don't even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
(We in the house, hou-, hou-, HEY)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (Hey!)
Oh what a feeling, I'm feeling life (Hey!)
You don't even gotta bring your paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Look at how I'm chilling, I'm killing this ice
You don't even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
(We in the house, hou-, hou-)
(We in the house, hou-, hou-, HEY) [Outro: Jay-Z]
Sweet!
Let that ride out!
Bring the horns back in, yeah
This is black superhero music right here, baby
American Gangster
Taking flight, coming to a town near you
Soon as I touch down, I just want y'all to start playing the horns like...
Hovi's home!
Lukey, baby!
Hahahahaha... oww!