Asher Roth - The Roth Boys lyrics

We so nice right now, you see me? Are you ready for the Greenhouse Effect? A few college friends and I Moved from West Chester, Pennsylvania All the way down to Atlanta, Georgia They called us "The Roth Boys" We had no idea what we were getting into TheDailyKush.com Roth Boy in the building, yeah And the winner is, Ash Roth y'all, my man 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 k** the cat But I am curious, and they deserve this sh** 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 They pa**ed on me from Pittsburg Slim But in the end I am kickin' it with Steve Rifkind Enough said Well except, "Ayo, Steve, do you have enough bread?" 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 sh**, 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 co*ked 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, 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 dunno 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?", 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 a** cats, where's your hallway pa**? You ain't allowed out, get back to cla**! I'm kickin' a** 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, ay 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 (man) It might as well be the night It might as well be the night It might as well be to-night 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 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