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from Fugees - No Woman No Cry [single] (1997)
A dedication to all the refugees worldwide
One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Brooklyn Oba-Observing the crookedness As it mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had, oh Good friends we've lost along the way In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away No woman, no cry No woman no cry, say say say Hey little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry, say say say I remember when we used to rock In a project yard in Jersey And little Georgie would make the firelight As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store For roots, paper, and brew brew My drinks my only remedy For pain of losing family But while I'm gone Shorty Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be alright Fugees come to the dance tonight Everything's gonna be alright O everything's gonna be alright The gun man's in the house tonight But everything's gonna be alright Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah No woman no cry, no woman no cry Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say I remember when we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown Oba-Observing the hypocrites As they mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had Oh Good friends we've lost Along the way hey In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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from Fugees - No Woman No Cry [single] (1997)
A dedication to all the refugees worldwide
One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Brooklyn Oba-Observing the crookedness As it mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had, oh Good friends we've lost along the way In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away No woman, no cry No woman no cry, say say say Hey little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry, say say say I remember when we used to rock In a project yard in Jersey And little Georgie would make the firelight As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store For roots, paper, and brew brew My drinks my only remedy For pain of losing family But while I'm gone Shorty Everything's gonna be alright Everything's gonna be alright Fugees come to the dance tonight Everything's gonna be alright O everything's gonna be alright The gun man's in the house tonight But everything's gonna be alright Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah No woman no cry, no woman no cry Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say I remember when we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown Oba-Observing the hypocrites As they mingled with the good people we meet Good friends we had Oh Good friends we've lost Along the way hey In this great future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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from Wyclef Jean - Masquerade (2002)
Yo this is Jimmy Henchman and you wouldn't wanna be in what I be in Now if you want management, 1-800-Henchman, boy Straight up on 93.1 Masquerade |
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from Wyclef Jean - Creole 101 (2002) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Welcome To Haiti Creole 101 (2005) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Masquerade (2002)
I started off in the underground From mono to stereo, now I'm surround sound Blowing through your tubes, leaving holes through your speakers Cracking through your tweeters, my frequency's off the meter Jam packed arenas from here to Bangkok I'm ahead of my time like Jimi Hendrix playing Woodstock Me, I'm playing Hoodstock before I had the dreadlocks I use to reminisce "Should I do music or sell rocks?" Wrote my own props, living in the PJ's That's when the Angel came to you and said "It's all a Masquerade" Eyes with no faces, speakers with no lace I feel that Earth's spinnin, but I'm standin in the same space With no trace of what happened last night I seen two fiends fighting over a crack pipe Now I'm watching TV, my antennae was a close hanger Blurry vision, Mister McGee Hunn, David Banner Flip the data, the kids was wearin bandanas Totin hammers aimin at your medulla oblongata Blaow blaow, a young thug with a slim figure The romantic type like the movie "Castle Blanca" Herbs, sell 'em once, got busted by undercover Buyer, my supplier was a Gypsy cab driver That's when I realize I need to find a new hustle Living in the jungle to get taught became my muscle I strive through snake eyes who wanted me crucified I thought that I was drowning but I was getting baptized Now behold, I heard you sold 20 mill' But with no street credibility, your overkill You ain't real, talkin bout keep it gangsta Phony, if you knew the gangstas sent me to shank you Gank you, gank you, tie up your ankles And if that ain't enought, I call Henchman's to linch you Now, at the funeral, I can see the Priest bless you But in the after life, I'ma still touch you Knockin on heavens door, your beggin to get in That's when the center man greets you with the face of Satan Now you look frightened in the belly of the whale That's when the warden say "I wanna welcome you to hell" Fools, is 5 bucks, get off the phone, times up I seen him cut from his head to his nuts You wish you wouldn't, wish you couldn't, wish it got to me Cause you screamin so loud that a deaf man can hear Back to the silence, no more droppin science Er'body rappin about diamonds and violence And they ain't are's, all they do is charge credit cards And when the bill comes, they blame it on the rap stars Now how you figure? I ain't rent a car I wasn't at the spa, I ain't by the bar Now here's a jewel when you get your first record deal Don't subject yourself to the mass appeal First Class, caviar in the vel' In the new S Class with the Jordan wheels Remember, the music in the streets like the streets You know the cold of the streets, er'body tryin to eat The evidence is concrete, I'm tired of the same song You take me how, you must be high off heroin Sharper than I ever been, this one gon get a 10 Rappers, I'ma murder y'all with your own medicine I move with faith, I never have doubt I'm so hungry you will think I'm just coming out But I been here before, from "Blun" to "The Score" To "The Carnival", Ecleftic World Tour I'm causin whores, waitin in the back doors They want me to rock they boat and shift they more short That's when the Father said "Take me to this lesson" They wanna cut your hair like Deliala did Sampson I felt that, so I went back to my format Raps and backpack, gats for carjacks Hats for pussycats, cause Aids, I don't want that And for the DJ's, here's something y'all can scratch Technique 12, Benito hits the watts Hypnotize the crowd, the dance floor is jam packed Now sing along like a negro spiritual No one got shot tonight, it's a miracle What's this I hear, y'all wanna take my spot? You got a better chance putting a gorilla in a headlock I'm too focused, I can see through your lens You ain't a G, just a wanna be, Kingpin said... "The next time, y'all wanna pay for protection I suggest that you hit up the Haitian Sicilians" [Outro] 80 bars, 80 scars 80 bars, 80 scars 80 bars, 80 scars 80 bars |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Ecleftic : 2 Sides Ii A Book (2000)
Yo what up this Wyclef with Mary J about to serenade this girls with my acoustic guitar Yo fellas having problems with your chicks I want you right now To turn the lights down low pull your girl up next to you I want to sing them this song If death comes for me tonight girl I want you to know that I loved you And though right now I tough I wouldn’t dare Only to you I would reveal my tears So tell the police I ain’t home tonight Messing around with you is gonna get me lock But when I look into your eyes eh You’re worth that sacrifice yeah yeah If this is the kind of love my mom used to warn me about Man I’m in trouble I’m in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about Man I’m in trouble I’m in real big I need ya to do me a favor Someone please call 911 Tell them I’ve just been shot down and the bullets in my heart And it’s piercing through my soul Feel my body getting cold So cold so cold Someone please call 911 The alleged is selling his five foot one And she shot me through my soul Feel my body getting cold Mary So cold Sometimes I fell like I’m a prisoner I think I’m strapped here for a while yeah yeah And every breath I fight to taaa-aake It’s as hard as the four walls I’m wan-na break I told the cops he wasn’t here tonight Messing around with me is gonna get you lock oh yeah yeah But every time I look into your eyes Man it’s worth the sacrifice uuhh If this here is the love your mother used to warn you about Mary you’re in trouble (I’m in real big trouble) you’re in real big trouble (lord knows I’m in trouble) If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about I’m in trouble I’m in real big You got anything to say girl Someone please call 911 yeah yeah Tell them I’ve just I got shot down Tell them Mar just got shot down And it’s piercing through my soul (I’m losing blood) Feel my body getting cold So cold so cold Someone please call 911 (can you do that for me) The alleged is selling push five foot one And she shot me through my soul (and he shot me through my heart) Feel my body getting cold (he didn’t care he didn’t worry he didn’t wonder) Wyclef Mary J blige |
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from Wyclef Jean - 911 [single] (2001)
Yo what up
this Wyclef with Mary J I serenade the girls with my accoustic guitar You know what I'm sayin Yo fellas havin problems with the chicks I want you right now to turn the lights down low Pull your girl up next to you I want you to sing this to her If death comes for me tonight girl I want you to know that I love you And no matter how tough I wouldn't dare Only to you I would reveal my tears So tell the police I ain't home tonight Messin around with you is gonna get me life But when I look into your eyes You're worth that sacrafice If this is the kind of love that my mom used to warn me about Man I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about Man I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble I need you all to do me a favor Someone please call 911 Tell them I just been shot down And the bullet's in my heart And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body gettin cold Somone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Is my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body gettin cold So cold Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner I think I'm trapped here for a while And every breath I fight to take Is as hard as these four walls I wanna break I told the cops you wasn't here tonight Messin around with me is gonna get you life Oh yeah yeah But everytime I look into your eyes Then it's worth the sacrifice If this is the kind of love that your mom used to warn you about Man we are in trouble You're in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble You got anything to say girl Someone please call 911 Tell them I just got shot down And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body getting cold Someone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Was my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body getting cold Wyclef and Mary J Blige I know you're feeling me girl I know you understand |
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from Wyclef Jean - 911 [single] (2001)
Yo what up
this Wyclef with Mary J I serenade the girls with my accoustic guitar You know what I'm sayin Yo fellas havin problems with the chicks I want you right now to turn the lights down low Pull your girl up next to you I want you to sing this to her If death comes for me tonight girl I want you to know that I love you And no matter how tough I wouldn't dare Only to you I would reveal my tears So tell the police I ain't home tonight Messin around with you is gonna get me life But when I look into your eyes You're worth that sacrafice If this is the kind of love that my mom used to warn me about Man I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about Man I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble I need you all to do me a favor Someone please call 911 Tell them I just been shot down And the bullet's in my heart And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body gettin cold Somone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Is my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body gettin cold So cold Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner I think I'm trapped here for a while And every breath I fight to take Is as hard as these four walls I wanna break I told the cops you wasn't here tonight Messin around with me is gonna get you life Oh yeah yeah But everytime I look into your eyes Then it's worth the sacrifice If this is the kind of love that your mom used to warn you about Man we are in trouble You're in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble You got anything to say girl Someone please call 911 Tell them I just got shot down And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body getting cold Someone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Was my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body getting cold Wyclef and Mary J Blige I know you're feeling me girl I know you understand |
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from Wyclef Jean - Perfect Gentleman [single] (2001)
Yo what up
this Wyclef with Mary J I serenade the girls with my accoustic guitar You know what I'm sayin Yo fellas havin problems with the chicks I want you right now to turn the lights down low Pull your girl up next to you I want you to sing this to her If death comes for me tonight girl I want you to know that I love you And no matter how tough I wouldn't dare Only to you I would reveal my tears So tell the police I ain't home tonight Messin around with you is gonna get me life But when I look into your eyes You're worth that sacrafice If this is the kind of love that my mom used to warn me about Man I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about Man I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble I need you all to do me a favor Someone please call 911 Tell them I just been shot down And the bullet's in my heart And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body gettin cold Somone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Is my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body gettin cold So cold Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner I think I'm trapped here for a while And every breath I fight to take Is as hard as these four walls I wanna break I told the cops you wasn't here tonight Messin around with me is gonna get you life Oh yeah yeah But everytime I look into your eyes Then it's worth the sacrifice If this is the kind of love that your mom used to warn you about Man we are in trouble You're in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble You got anything to say girl Someone please call 911 Tell them I just got shot down And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body getting cold Someone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Was my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body getting cold Wyclef and Mary J Blige I know you're feeling me girl I know you understand |
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from Wyclef Jean - Two Wrongs [single] (2002)
Yo what up
this Wyclef with Mary J I serenade the girls with my accoustic guitar You know what I'm sayin Yo fellas havin problems with the chicks I want you right now to turn the lights down low Pull your girl up next to you I want you to sing this to her If death comes for me tonight girl I want you to know that I love you And no matter how tough I wouldn't dare Only to you I would reveal my tears So tell the police I ain't home tonight Messin around with you is gonna get me life But when I look into your eyes You're worth that sacrafice If this is the kind of love that my mom used to warn me about Man I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about Man I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble I need you all to do me a favor Someone please call 911 Tell them I just been shot down And the bullet's in my heart And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body gettin cold Somone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Is my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body gettin cold So cold Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner I think I'm trapped here for a while And every breath I fight to take Is as hard as these four walls I wanna break I told the cops you wasn't here tonight Messin around with me is gonna get you life Oh yeah yeah But everytime I look into your eyes Then it's worth the sacrifice If this is the kind of love that your mom used to warn you about Man we are in trouble You're in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble You got anything to say girl Someone please call 911 Tell them I just got shot down And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body getting cold Someone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Was my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body getting cold Wyclef and Mary J Blige I know you're feeling me girl I know you understand |
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from Mary J. Blige - Reflections - A Retrospective (2006) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Wish You Were Here [digital single] (2016) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - 911 [ep] (2016) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Playlist: The Very Best Of Wyclef Jean (2014) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - April Showers (2014) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean, Naughty Boy - All Or Nothing [digital single] (2018) | |||||
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from So Amazing: An All Star Tribute To Luther Vandross [tribute] (2005) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Another One Bites The Dust [single] (1998) | |||||
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from Small Soldiers (스몰솔져) by Jerry Goldsmith [ost] (1998) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Another One Bites The Dust [single] (1998) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Carnival Vol.2: Memoirs Of An Immigrant (2007) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - CARNIVAL VOL. II: Memoirs of an Immigrant (2016) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Wyclef Jean presents The Carnival featuring Refugee Allstars (1997) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Wyclef Jean Presents The Carnival Featuring Refugee Allstars (1997)
Intro:
I got the skully to my face (hardcore) I got the skully to my face (hardcore) cause anything can happen at the Carnival (Yo make room, make room, make room, MAKE ROOM, make room) You can't stop the shining Yo, don't slip Mike You don't want to go there is all, trust me I know your girl wit you, but you don't want to get embarassed Trust me Chorus: Yo, when you're rolling to the Carnival, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Making love to your girlfriend, anything can happen What? Say what, say what, anything can happen She's sleepin wit your best friend cause anything can happen Wh-a-at? Say what, say what, anything can happen You roll down the block, come back with your gat and POW, cause anything can happen Verse One: Feel this composition, it's a brand new dub First thing I did, was went to the pub Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot Uh haha, stop, 'Clef can I rock, yo Get out the bathroom, let me go again from the top Feel this composition, I wrote it in the tub First thing I did, was went to the pub Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot Ahhh, stop, 'Clef can I rock I'd like to give a shout out to my people on the block For you Silly Willy playin thug cartoon My infrared scope got your movements on zoom Boom new toon, write songs in my room Sleeping with the bride, even though I ain't the groom Your husband assume, come back with his goons Put me in the trunk on your way to your honeymoon Radio my platoon, Wyclef to Sev' 'I hear them playing Elvis, they on they way to Graceland But they don't scare me, I'm in the trunk, I ain't sorry Natural born killer, who slept with the enemy' Think quick, what should I do, what did double-oh-seven do? I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha) And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag of skunk Chorus: You got the skully to your face, star, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Sellin crack in the corner, man, anything can happen What? Say what, say what anything can happen I just got laid off, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen You don't wanna go there, cause anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Verse Two: Aiyyo, anything can happen, you can't stop the shining You lookin at my watch, but my mind's really the diamond Nine to the Seven, you better off steppin When I'm writin with my pen, it turns into a lethal weapon (Ding!) Take this lesson, to your next session I suggest, you practice with the freshman Sophomore, junior, then come check the senior By then I would have graduated from the school of ruckus Wyclef and Jerry Wonder, last of the producers If the royalty ain't right, I put a call to Donny Eina But always stay humble went from bummy to neat Cause money break groups up like the Five Heartbeats Don't get souped cause you, pushin a Coupe Next year you on foot, runnin from a lawsuit For example, I know I'm nice, I don't front it Least anticipated, to the most wanted Yeah, that's me in the spotlight With a mic and a guitar, like M.O.P., I like it raw Chorus: Yo, when you're rollin to the Carnival, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Every man got disciples, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Its all about survival man, anything can happen Hah, say what, say what, anything can happen You lookin at me wrong, man, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Will the Knicks win the championship this year? Say what, say what, anything can happen Will we find some peace of mind this year? Say what, say what, anything can happen You ready for the revolution this year? Say what, say what, anything can happen Will you make love with no condom this year? No no, no no, that will never happen The record is not over yet The record is not over yet The record is not over yet Where the ladies at? Put yo' hands in the air! And for the ladies, we won't play you If you proud, shake what yo mama gave you, hey! Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting Fellas if you need help, use ginseng And for the ladies, we won't play you If you fat, shake what yo mama gave you, hey! Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting ReFugee thugs hang at the roller rink Roller skatin baby Carnival (Make room, for the Carnival, make room) And it don't, nine-seven to infinity Rest in Peace, Rest in Peace And the record is not over yet, the record is not over yet It is not, the record (fades out) |
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from Wyclef Jean - Presents The Carnival Featuring The Refugee All Stars (1998)
Intro:
I got the skully to my face (hardcore) I got the skully to my face (hardcore) cause anything can happen at the Carnival (Yo make room, make room, make room, MAKE ROOM, make room) You can't stop the shining Yo, don't slip Mike You don't want to go there is all, trust me I know your girl wit you, but you don't want to get embarassed Trust me Chorus: Yo, when you're rolling to the Carnival, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Making love to your girlfriend, anything can happen What? Say what, say what, anything can happen She's sleepin wit your best friend cause anything can happen Wh-a-at? Say what, say what, anything can happen You roll down the block, come back with your gat and POW, cause anything can happen Verse One: Feel this composition, it's a brand new dub First thing I did, was went to the pub Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot Uh haha, stop, 'Clef can I rock, yo Get out the bathroom, let me go again from the top Feel this composition, I wrote it in the tub First thing I did, was went to the pub Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot Ahhh, stop, 'Clef can I rock I'd like to give a shout out to my people on the block For you Silly Willy playin thug cartoon My infrared scope got your movements on zoom Boom new toon, write songs in my room Sleeping with the bride, even though I ain't the groom Your husband assume, come back with his goons Put me in the trunk on your way to your honeymoon Radio my platoon, Wyclef to Sev' 'I hear them playing Elvis, they on they way to Graceland But they don't scare me, I'm in the trunk, I ain't sorry Natural born killer, who slept with the enemy' Think quick, what should I do, what did double-oh-seven do? I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha) And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag of skunk Chorus: You got the skully to your face, star, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Sellin crack in the corner, man, anything can happen What? Say what, say what anything can happen I just got laid off, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen You don't wanna go there, cause anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Verse Two: Aiyyo, anything can happen, you can't stop the shining You lookin at my watch, but my mind's really the diamond Nine to the Seven, you better off steppin When I'm writin with my pen, it turns into a lethal weapon (Ding!) Take this lesson, to your next session I suggest, you practice with the freshman Sophomore, junior, then come check the senior By then I would have graduated from the school of ruckus Wyclef and Jerry Wonder, last of the producers If the royalty ain't right, I put a call to Donny Eina But always stay humble went from bummy to neat Cause money break groups up like the Five Heartbeats Don't get souped cause you, pushin a Coupe Next year you on foot, runnin from a lawsuit For example, I know I'm nice, I don't front it Least anticipated, to the most wanted Yeah, that's me in the spotlight With a mic and a guitar, like M.O.P., I like it raw Chorus: Yo, when you're rollin to the Carnival, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Every man got disciples, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Its all about survival man, anything can happen Hah, say what, say what, anything can happen You lookin at me wrong, man, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Will the Knicks win the championship this year? Say what, say what, anything can happen Will we find some peace of mind this year? Say what, say what, anything can happen You ready for the revolution this year? Say what, say what, anything can happen Will you make love with no condom this year? No no, no no, that will never happen The record is not over yet The record is not over yet The record is not over yet Where the ladies at? Put yo' hands in the air! And for the ladies, we won't play you If you proud, shake what yo mama gave you, hey! Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting Fellas if you need help, use ginseng And for the ladies, we won't play you If you fat, shake what yo mama gave you, hey! Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting ReFugee thugs hang at the roller rink Roller skatin baby Carnival (Make room, for the Carnival, make room) And it don't, nine-seven to infinity Rest in Peace, Rest in Peace And the record is not over yet, the record is not over yet It is not, the record (fades out) |
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from Wyclef Jean - Carnival (1998)
Intro:
I got the skully to my face (hardcore) I got the skully to my face (hardcore) cause anything can happen at the Carnival (Yo make room, make room, make room, MAKE ROOM, make room) You can't stop the shining Yo, don't slip Mike You don't want to go there is all, trust me I know your girl wit you, but you don't want to get embarassed Trust me Chorus: Yo, when you're rolling to the Carnival, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Making love to your girlfriend, anything can happen What? Say what, say what, anything can happen She's sleepin wit your best friend cause anything can happen Wh-a-at? Say what, say what, anything can happen You roll down the block, come back with your gat and POW, cause anything can happen Verse One: Feel this composition, it's a brand new dub First thing I did, was went to the pub Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot Uh haha, stop, 'Clef can I rock, yo Get out the bathroom, let me go again from the top Feel this composition, I wrote it in the tub First thing I did, was went to the pub Tequila with worm, lemon, salt, and no rocks Cause when it hits my chest -- it gots to be hot Ahhh, stop, 'Clef can I rock I'd like to give a shout out to my people on the block For you Silly Willy playin thug cartoon My infrared scope got your movements on zoom Boom new toon, write songs in my room Sleeping with the bride, even though I ain't the groom Your husband assume, come back with his goons Put me in the trunk on your way to your honeymoon Radio my platoon, Wyclef to Sev' 'I hear them playing Elvis, they on they way to Graceland But they don't scare me, I'm in the trunk, I ain't sorry Natural born killer, who slept with the enemy' Think quick, what should I do, what did double-oh-seven do? I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha) And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag of skunk Chorus: You got the skully to your face, star, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Sellin crack in the corner, man, anything can happen What? Say what, say what anything can happen I just got laid off, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen You don't wanna go there, cause anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Verse Two: Aiyyo, anything can happen, you can't stop the shining You lookin at my watch, but my mind's really the diamond Nine to the Seven, you better off steppin When I'm writin with my pen, it turns into a lethal weapon (Ding!) Take this lesson, to your next session I suggest, you practice with the freshman Sophomore, junior, then come check the senior By then I would have graduated from the school of ruckus Wyclef and Jerry Wonder, last of the producers If the royalty ain't right, I put a call to Donny Eina But always stay humble went from bummy to neat Cause money break groups up like the Five Heartbeats Don't get souped cause you, pushin a Coupe Next year you on foot, runnin from a lawsuit For example, I know I'm nice, I don't front it Least anticipated, to the most wanted Yeah, that's me in the spotlight With a mic and a guitar, like M.O.P., I like it raw Chorus: Yo, when you're rollin to the Carnival, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Every man got disciples, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Its all about survival man, anything can happen Hah, say what, say what, anything can happen You lookin at me wrong, man, anything can happen What, what, say what, say what, anything can happen Will the Knicks win the championship this year? Say what, say what, anything can happen Will we find some peace of mind this year? Say what, say what, anything can happen You ready for the revolution this year? Say what, say what, anything can happen Will you make love with no condom this year? No no, no no, that will never happen The record is not over yet The record is not over yet The record is not over yet Where the ladies at? Put yo' hands in the air! And for the ladies, we won't play you If you proud, shake what yo mama gave you, hey! Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting Fellas if you need help, use ginseng And for the ladies, we won't play you If you fat, shake what yo mama gave you, hey! Whether your fat or slim, bubble your ting ReFugee thugs hang at the roller rink Roller skatin baby Carnival (Make room, for the Carnival, make room) And it don't, nine-seven to infinity Rest in Peace, Rest in Peace And the record is not over yet, the record is not over yet It is not, the record (fades out) |
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from Wyclef Jean - Wyclef Jean presents The Carnival featuring Refugee Allstars (1997) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Wyclef Jean Presents The Carnival Featuring Refugee Allstars (1997)
[Intro:]
Yeah, I was looking out my window when I heard this sound look up into the sky saw the moon turned to blood looked at my little brother said, 'you high as hell maaan' [Chorus:] Apocalypse.. 1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through Apocalypse.. 3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door Apocalypse.. 5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss We we y'all, yeah, we we y'all [Verse One:] Arrival of the Carnival New beats, I never recycle While your looking for samples You might get trampled Surprise, hey I'm back with lightning and thunder I heard you over saying that I was a one year wonder You dumb or some, I went to refugees Silly felony, when I'm done Collect royalty from record company's Clouds getting darker Suns getting nearer I'll turn a atheist into a god fearing believer The back of a building Your body's found by children Playin' hide go seek All we found was his skeleton In the back of a car You spawned with the wrong guard You know my empire strikes back hard Listen hard, war This is the day after action Projects, cannons Being launched at the palace Vision, revelation Sky know apocalypse Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss [Chorus:] Apocalypse.. 1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through Apocalypse.. 3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door Apocalypse.. 5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss We we y'all, yeah, we we y'all, yeah, we we y'all [Verse Two:] Aiyyo, Back on earth The party is in the tunnel On the west side of the river Went mad quiver Rats get fed to the alligator Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in pearl harbor Rescue choppers broke the turn to hiroshima I'm driving to jersey to escape the terror I was on the highway pushing a black viper A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper (sniper) A blue range rover, he says pull over I didn't know he was a DT undercover I screamed out my lungs This is discrimination! He tried, he said you just robbed a gas station Who me? not me! it couldn't be I was in the Grammys with Brandy Didn't you see me on tv? Bullshit, y'all all in the same game He tried to run me off the road Like he was Roscoe P. Coltrane I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show Cause when its time to go All i gotta press is turbo Heard it on his walkie, road block on 280 west Things got serious, that's when i bust a left U-Turn, my eyes burned My concern was a truck coming Head on collision within a chase position Close one, i almost went up in a blaze Running from what appears to be a masquerade Least that what i thought, it was all in my mind Reality stuck when i got to the borderline The headline reads every ghettos sad story A rookie shoots a boy over mistaken identity... (crash) [Chorus repeat (2X)] |
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from Wyclef Jean - Presents The Carnival Featuring The Refugee All Stars (1998)
Yeah, I was looking out my window
when i heard this sound look up into the sky saw the moon turned to blood looked at my little brother said, "you high as hell maaan" Apocalypse.. 1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through Apocalypse.. 3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door Apocalypse.. 5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss We we y'all, yeah, we we y'all Arrival of the Carnival New beats, I never recycle While your looking for samples You might get trampled Surprise, hey I'm back with lightning and thunder I heard you over saying that i was a one year wonder You dumb or some, i went to refugees Silly felony, when i'm done Collect royalty from record company's Clouds getting darker Suns getting nearer I'll turn a atheist into a god fearing believer The back of a building Your body's found by children Playin' hide go seek All we found was his skeleton In the back of a car You spawned with the wrong guard You know my empire strikes back hard Listen hard, war This is the day after action Projects, cannons Being launched at the palace Vision, revelation Sky know apocalypse Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss Apocalypse.. 1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through Apocalypse.. 3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door Apocalypse.. 5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss We we y'all, yeah, we we y'all, yeah, we we y'all Verse Two: Aiyyo, Back on earth The party is in the tunnel On the west side of the river Went mad quiver Rats get fed to the alligator Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in pearl harbor Rescue choppers broke the turn to hiroshima I'm driving to jersey to escape the terror I was on the highway pushing a black viper A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper (sniper) A blue range rover, he says pull over I didn't know he was a DT undercover I screamed out my lungs This is discrimination! He tried, he said you just robbed a gas station Who me? not me! it couldn't be I was in the Grammys with Brandy Didn't you see me on tv? Bullshit, yall all in the same game He tried to run me off the road Like he was rosco, rico or dre I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show Cause when its time to go All i gotta press is turbo Heard it on his walkie, road block on 280 west Things got serious, that's when i bust a left U-Turn, my eyes burned My concern was a truck coming Head on collision within a chase position Close one, i almost went up in a blaze Running from what appears to be a masquerade Least that what i thought, it was all in my mind Reality stuck when i got to the borderline The headline reads every ghettos sad story A rookie shoots a boy over mistaken identity... (crash) |
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from Wyclef Jean - Carnival (1998)
[Intro:]
Yeah, I was looking out my window when I heard this sound look up into the sky saw the moon turned to blood looked at my little brother said, 'you high as hell maaan' [Chorus:] Apocalypse.. 1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through Apocalypse.. 3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door Apocalypse.. 5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss We we y'all, yeah, we we y'all [Verse One:] Arrival of the Carnival New beats, I never recycle While your looking for samples You might get trampled Surprise, hey I'm back with lightning and thunder I heard you over saying that I was a one year wonder You dumb or some, I went to refugees Silly felony, when I'm done Collect royalty from record company's Clouds getting darker Suns getting nearer I'll turn a atheist into a god fearing believer The back of a building Your body's found by children Playin' hide go seek All we found was his skeleton In the back of a car You spawned with the wrong guard You know my empire strikes back hard Listen hard, war This is the day after action Projects, cannons Being launched at the palace Vision, revelation Sky know apocalypse Enemy pilots kamikaze into the abyss [Chorus:] Apocalypse.. 1,2 the headlines youths just rolled through Apocalypse.. 3,4 solder, 100 horsemen at your door Apocalypse.. 5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit or miss We we y'all, yeah, we we y'all, yeah, we we y'all [Verse Two:] Aiyyo, Back on earth The party is in the tunnel On the west side of the river Went mad quiver Rats get fed to the alligator Gun blast equivalent to the bombs in pearl harbor Rescue choppers broke the turn to hiroshima I'm driving to jersey to escape the terror I was on the highway pushing a black viper A car pulls up, is he a jack or a sniper (sniper) A blue range rover, he says pull over I didn't know he was a DT undercover I screamed out my lungs This is discrimination! He tried, he said you just robbed a gas station Who me? not me! it couldn't be I was in the Grammys with Brandy Didn't you see me on tv? Bullshit, y'all all in the same game He tried to run me off the road Like he was Roscoe P. Coltrane I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show Cause when its time to go All i gotta press is turbo Heard it on his walkie, road block on 280 west Things got serious, that's when i bust a left U-Turn, my eyes burned My concern was a truck coming Head on collision within a chase position Close one, i almost went up in a blaze Running from what appears to be a masquerade Least that what i thought, it was all in my mind Reality stuck when i got to the borderline The headline reads every ghettos sad story A rookie shoots a boy over mistaken identity... (crash) [Chorus repeat (2X)] |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Preacher's Son (2003)
I wanna thank y'all for coming to see the preacher's son tonight (thank you)
Fellas, hold on to your girl right now Yeah right now we're gonna slow the whole dancefloor down Oh yeah, take it back to the old school, let's go Baby, let me holla at you You know there's no greater love Than a woman who loves a man And a man who loves a woman, ah yeah I wanna love ya And I ain't talking trash neither, ey This is something that I can feel deep in my soul, oh, oh We gonna listen to some Marvin We gonna listen to some Isley We gonna listen to some Teddy Pendergrass (Pendergrass) Ooh, once I got you in the mood I wanna introduce myself to you We gonna listen to Smokey We gonna listen to Stevie We gonna listen to Donny Hathaway Ooh, would you please lay your body next to mine, ah yeah Doggy, and I ain't talking bout my pitbull neither I'm talking about the first lady That was there in the beginning when your daughter wasn't with it, oh yeah I wanna love ya And I ain't talking trash neither, ey This is something that I can feel deep in my soul, oh, oh We gonna listen to some Marvin (Marvin) We gonna listen to some Isley (Isley) We gonna listen to some Teddy Pendergrass (Pendergrass) Ooh, once I got you in the mood I wanna introduce myself to you We gonna listen to Smokey We gonna listen to Stevie We gonna listen to Donny Hathaway Ooh, would you please lay your body next to mine, ah yeah Yeah, I'm a young man with an old school, girl But then you told me a good woman Is worth more than diamonds and precious pearls Yeah, yeah, yeah So lay back, and let me massage you, everywhere now I can feel them move with your body Harde |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Preacher's Son (2003)
Right now if you raising some children that don't belong to you But you know you're taking care of them Please report on the dancefloor, let's go now Do the stepfather dance (to the right) Do the stepfather dance (to the left) Do the stepfather dance Baby mama don't hurt nobody, come on [Wyclef] I ain't that baby's daddy, I treat him like he's my own But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man's son (oh) When ? breaks in the pad Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now I may not be your father But I'm the closest thing to him [Wyclef] Girl I love you And ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for you You my boo and we be sticking just like glue But your kid's got me losing my mind Wanna know if I want you And if I do then you just gotta come to Now the family be fighting through hard times But I'm gon' treat them like they're mine [Wyclef] I ain't that baby's daddy, I treat him like he's my own But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man's son (oh) When ? breaks in the pad Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now I may not be your father But I'm the closest thing to him [Wyclef] Fresh pair of Jordan's you had it When you want a Playstation you had it (Vendetta) First day of school you had it Even when I didn't have it Once upon a time, not long ago Before the dreads, when I had the afro When in school I used to pass the love notes If you like me check yes if not check no Flip the page now everything changed The kid don't even have my last n |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Preacher's Son (2003)
Right now if you raising some children that don't belong to you But you know you're taking care of them Please report on the dancefloor, let's go now Do the stepfather dance (to the right) Do the stepfather dance (to the left) Do the stepfather dance Baby mama don't hurt nobody, come on [Wyclef] I ain't that baby's daddy, I treat him like he's my own But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man's son (oh) When ? breaks in the pad Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now I may not be your father But I'm the closest thing to him [Wyclef] Girl I love you And ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for you You my boo and we be sticking just like glue But your kid's got me losing my mind Wanna know if I want you And if I do then you just gotta come to Now the family be fighting through hard times But I'm gon' treat them like they're mine [Wyclef] I ain't that baby's daddy, I treat him like he's my own But sometimes sit and wonder how can I father another man's son (oh) When ? breaks in the pad Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now I may not be your father But I'm the closest thing to him [Wyclef] Fresh pair of Jordan's you had it When you want a Playstation you had it (Vendetta) First day of school you had it Even when I didn't have it Once upon a time, not long ago Before the dreads, when I had the afro When in school I used to pass the love notes If you like me check yes if not check no Flip the page now everything changed The kid don't even have my last n |
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from Wyclef Jean - Welcome To Haiti Creole 101 (2005)
Spoken:Wyclef Jean:
Welcome to My country Verse 1:Wyclef Jean: Man, When its cold in New York (uh) I jump on my G4 (yeah) I head out to haiti (yeah) Go chill in the caribbean Sippin' Refugee rum (yeah) Under the coconut tree (yeah) We gonna bounce the world with a new dance from the refugee Spoken:Wyclef Jean: 123 Lets go Chorus:Wyclef Jean: Every body do the kompa (all the ways) Every body do the kompa (keep your hips in place) Every body do the kompa (2 steps get closa) Every body do the kompa (wind your body like you know her) I see y'all do the macarena I see you dance to the salsa I see you move it to the cha cha (slide) Every body do the kompa Hook: o way o way o o way o way o way o way o o way o way o way o way o o way o way o way o way o bridge:wyclef jean: sweet mickey just walked in the dancehall 2night (o mickey, you so fine, you so fine, you blow my mind, hey mickey, hey mickey,mickey,mickey,mickey!) Verse 2:Sweet Mickey: I am the ladies man with the peoples band every time the dj play us people jumping up and play us we cant wait to dance thats when they take on the real lance Wyclef Jean: So leave your guns and knives at home refugees on the right peform Chorus:Wyclef Jean: Every body do the kompa (all the ways) Every body do the kompa (keep your hips in place) Every body do the kompa (2 steps get closa) Every body do the kompa (wind your body like you know her) I see y'all do the macarena I see you dance to the salsa I see you move it to the cha cha (slide) Every body do the kompa Hook: o way o way o o way o way o way o way o o way o way o way o way o o way o way o way o way o Sweet Mickey: Say Milky walked into the dance hall 2night Verse 3: Im the haitian princess With the peoples band every time the djs play us people jump around and pay us after call them shades now put your hands up on my waist No need to come to the altahome and wash your sins and im on the phone Bridge 2:Wyclef Jean: We've been kicked,we've been stabbed,we've been shot Lord we've been abbused Lord knows Together: Everytime they throwus down we stand up and hold our ground get it right get it right get salsa,sumba what if I told you it came from kompa Wyclef Jean: Fill my culture this is the blood and the warrior from haiti yes more Sweet Mickey: This is the Bicentennial Sweet Mickey: Ehh,Lakay Ehh,Lakay Nou pwale fete moin Lakay nou pwal fete mama kou mama Lakay nou bwal fete wo Lakay nou bwal fete Wyclef Jean: Right, Left Right, Left All my soldiers C'mon, C'mon Together: La,la,la,la,la la,la,la,la,la Wyclef Jean: L'eve Main nou anle mezamni chante avec nou mezamni La,la,la,la,la La,la,la,la,la,la,la Even if you cant understand let me see you rock wit the band Chorus:Wyclef Jean: Every body do the kompa (all the ways) Every body do the kompa (keep your hips in place) Every body do the kompa (2 steps get closa) Every body do the kompa (wind your body like you know her) I see y'all do the macarena I see you dance to the salsa I see you move it to the cha cha (slide) Every body do the kompa Hook: o way o way o o way o way o way o way o o way o way o way o way o o way o way o way o way o bridge:wyclef jean: sweet mickey just walked in the dancehall 2night (o mickey, you so fine,(the record about to get stupid) you so fine,(Its about to get stupid) you blow my mind,(Lets stop) hey mickey) Ending: This is Ancito! The world famous(the world famous)! |
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from Wyclef Jean - Welcome To Haiti Creole 101 (2005) | |||||
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from Love Jones (러브 존스) by Wyclef Jean [ost] (1997) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Wyclef Jean presents The Carnival featuring Refugee Allstars (1997) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Wyclef Jean Presents The Carnival Featuring Refugee Allstars (1997)
When I was young, Mama played a guitar
A microphone and she said I'd go far She said, "Just keep all the lyrics hardcore" Listen to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my... Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck I got a story to tell, heeeeeeere we go Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, what should I write next? Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings stress I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect call from Jeff The operator say, "If you accept, say yes" "Yes, what's the deal, son?" "Yo, I got bad news" Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues "The friends will make you, then too can break you They plan an execution like Fu Man Chu" "Who?" "You know the character from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)" "Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm losin' you" "Hey yo, your cousin Rohann..." "Uh-huh" "Who used to sell bang" "Uh-huh" "DT's found his hand in the back of Binnigans..." "What?" "In a plastic bag with a note attached" "Saying what?" "A million and a half or he won't be back" "So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp" "If not, at the funeral, you gotta play the harp" Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my part? Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art? I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a joke Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope? S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked left To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky Sedeck Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose You're shootin' in the opposite position I'm thiniin', "Should I fire or hold back on ammunition On your wig transition?" My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes You wanna feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised Shalom, shalom, pardon my left But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to death You provoke the cycle, call Michael You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn purple Like the colour, you holler, ballin' for your mother No-one hears you even though you knock You used to walk around the block with the daily rock Things done changed since your spark got hot Now you got your knot wocked with your very own glock Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be witcha girl gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose |
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from Wyclef Jean - Gunpowder [single] (1998)
When I was young, Mama played a guitar
A microphone and she said I'd go far She said, "Just keep all the lyrics hardcore" Listen to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my... Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck I got a story to tell, heeeeeeere we go Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, what should I write next? Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings stress I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect call from Jeff The operator say, "If you accept, say yes" "Yes, what's the deal, son?" "Yo, I got bad news" Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues "The friends will make you, then too can break you They plan an execution like Fu Man Chu" "Who?" "You know the character from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)" "Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm losin' you" "Hey yo, your cousin Rohann..." "Uh-huh" "Who used to sell bang" "Uh-huh" "DT's found his hand in the back of Binnigans..." "What?" "In a plastic bag with a note attached" "Saying what?" "A million and a half or he won't be back" "So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp" "If not, at the funeral, you gotta play the harp" Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my part? Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art? I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a joke Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope? S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked left To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky Sedeck Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose You're shootin' in the opposite position I'm thiniin', "Should I fire or hold back on ammunition On your wig transition?" My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes You wanna feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised Shalom, shalom, pardon my left But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to death You provoke the cycle, call Michael You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn purple Like the colour, you holler, ballin' for your mother No-one hears you even though you knock You used to walk around the block with the daily rock Things done changed since your spark got hot Now you got your knot wocked with your very own glock Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be witcha girl gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose |
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from Wyclef Jean - Presents The Carnival Featuring The Refugee All Stars (1998)
Intro: (1st half sung, 2nd half spoken)
When I was young, Mama played a guitar A microphone and she said I'd go far She said, "Just keep all the lyrics hardcore" Listen to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my... Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck I got a story to tell, heeeeeeere we go Chorus: (sung) Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose Verse 1: Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, what should I write next? Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings stress I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect call from Jeff The operator say, "If you accept, say yes" "Yes, what's the deal, son?" "Yo, I got bad news" Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues "The friends will make you, then too can break you They plan an execution like Fu Man Chu" "Who?" "You know the character from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)" "Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm losin' you" "Hey yo, your cousin Rohann..." "Uh-huh" "Who used to sell bang" "Uh-huh" "DT's found his hand in the back of Binnigans..." "What?" "In a plastic bag with a note attached" "Saying what?" "A million and a half or he won't be back" "So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp" "If not, at the funeral, you gotta play the harp" Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my part? Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art? I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a joke Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope? S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked left To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky Sedeck Repeat chorus Verse 2: You're shootin' in the opposite position I'm thiniin', "Should I fire or hold back on ammunition On your wig transition?" My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes You wanna feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised Shalom, shalom, pardon my left But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to death You provoke the cycle, call Michael You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn purple Like the colour, you holler, ballin' for your mother No-one hears you even though you knock You used to walk around the block with the daily rock Things done changed since your spark got hot Now you got your knot wocked with your very own glock Chorus 2: Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be witcha girl gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose |
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from Wyclef Jean - Carnival (1998)
When I was young, Mama played a guitar
A microphone and she said I'd go far She said, "Just keep all the lyrics hardcore" Listen to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my... Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck I got a story to tell, heeeeeeere we go Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, what should I write next? Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings stress I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect call from Jeff The operator say, "If you accept, say yes" "Yes, what's the deal, son?" "Yo, I got bad news" Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues "The friends will make you, then too can break you They plan an execution like Fu Man Chu" "Who?" "You know the character from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)" "Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm losin' you" "Hey yo, your cousin Rohann..." "Uh-huh" "Who used to sell bang" "Uh-huh" "DT's found his hand in the back of Binnigans..." "What?" "In a plastic bag with a note attached" "Saying what?" "A million and a half or he won't be back" "So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp" "If not, at the funeral, you gotta play the harp" Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my part? Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art? I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a joke Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope? S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked left To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky Sedeck Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose You're shootin' in the opposite position I'm thiniin', "Should I fire or hold back on ammunition On your wig transition?" My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes You wanna feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised Shalom, shalom, pardon my left But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to death You provoke the cycle, call Michael You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn purple Like the colour, you holler, ballin' for your mother No-one hears you even though you knock You used to walk around the block with the daily rock Things done changed since your spark got hot Now you got your knot wocked with your very own glock Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be witcha girl gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose |
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from Chef Aid : The South Park Album [ost] (1998)
When I was young, Mama played a guitar
A microphone and she said I'd go far She said, "Just keep all the lyrics hardcore" Listen to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my... Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck I got a story to tell, heeeeeeere we go Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, what should I write next? Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings stress I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect call from Jeff The operator say, "If you accept, say yes" "Yes, what's the deal, son?" "Yo, I got bad news" Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues "The friends will make you, then too can break you They plan an execution like Fu Man Chu" "Who?" "You know the character from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)" "Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm losin' you" "Hey yo, your cousin Rohann..." "Uh-huh" "Who used to sell bang" "Uh-huh" "DT's found his hand in the back of Binnigans..." "What?" "In a plastic bag with a note attached" "Saying what?" "A million and a half or he won't be back" "So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp" "If not, at the funeral, you gotta play the harp" Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my part? Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art? I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a joke Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope? S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked left To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky Sedeck Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose You're shootin' in the opposite position I'm thiniin', "Should I fire or hold back on ammunition On your wig transition?" My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes You wanna feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised Shalom, shalom, pardon my left But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to death You provoke the cycle, call Michael You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn purple Like the colour, you holler, ballin' for your mother No-one hears you even though you knock You used to walk around the block with the daily rock Things done changed since your spark got hot Now you got your knot wocked with your very own glock Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way He used to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed Black BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof One night, he jumped out the car and caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be witcha girl gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose You can be at the party gettin' loose But you can catch a bullet in your goose |
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from Destiny's Child, Destiny's Child - This Is The Remix [remix] (2002)
*You make me wanna throw
my pager out the window Tell MCI to cut the phone poles Break my lease so i can move Cuz your a bug-a-boo a bug-a-boo I wanna put your number on the call block Have AOL make my email stop Cuz you a bug-a-boo your buggin what ya buggin who ya buggin Me and dont you see it aint cool Its not hot That you be callin me stressin me pagin my beeper your juss nonstop And its not hot That you be leavin me messages every ten mintues and then u stop by When i first met you, you were cool But it was game you had me fooled Cuz 20 mintues after i gave you my number you already had my mailbox full So what You bought a pair of shoes What now i guess you think i owe you You dont have to call as much as you do I'd give em back to be through with you And so what My momma liked you What now i guess you think i will too Even if the pope said he liked you too I dont really care cuz your a bug-a-boo *Repeat It not hot That when im blocking your phone number you call me over your best friend's house And its not hot That i cant even go out with my girlfriends without you tracking me down You need to chill out with that mess Cuz you can't keep having me stressed Cuz everytime my phone rings it seems to be you and im prayin that it is someone else I dont give a damn cuz your a bug-a-boo *Repeat When you callin me on the phone your buggin me When your following me around your buggin me Everything you do be buggin me Your buggin me your buggin me When you show up at my door your buggin me When you open up your mouth your buggin me Everytime i see your face your buggin me, your buggin me, your buggin me *Repeat |
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from Love Jones (러브 존스) by Wyclef Jean [ost] (1997)
I thought I was protecting myselfSee I held everything that I feltIf I knew you were digging meLike I was, feeling you babyI woulda laid it on the lineEvery thought I held insideStill I was a fool, to wait this longTo let you know that*I can't get enough of youI can't get enough of youCan't get enough, don't wanna, stop loving youI was anticipating, changes in, your personalityWhen things weren't, what they seemedMy pride got the best of meShe was my way of getting byAnd I keep asking myself whyAnd will I lose you over a meaningless nightWhen you're the only woman I want* Repeat (x2)Can't get enoughCan't get enoughCan't get enough, don't wanna stop loving you* Repeat (x3)
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from Wyclef Jean - Presents The Carnival Featuring The Refugee All Stars (1998) | |||||
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from Mtv'S Hip Hopera : Carmen [ost] (2001) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Wyclef Jean presents The Carnival featuring Refugee Allstars (1997) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Wyclef Jean Presents The Carnival Featuring Refugee Allstars (1997)
Intro (Wyclef Jean):
Refugee Allstaaars Nou nan bal la aswe - tout neg ap relax Fi ki gen fo cheve yo, fo zong, se tet poul ou ye Fi ap pede rele gason ""chyen"" bagay sa yo paka pati nan bal la Ou konnin Kreyol mwen malouk, men nap eseye Tandem, bam bam bam fon ti pale avek nou, tande tande.. [Wyclef Jean] Si gen neg ki nan bal lan(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) ki santi fi an se tet pou li ye(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) E ou santi ke ou pagen peche, ou met kalonnen poul lan ak kout roch Kade fi kap pran roch(kadeeeee roch), kade fi kap pran kout roch ANMWEEEEEEEEEYYY Original lan, original lan, original la, men orginal lan(HE!) Original lan, original lan, original, Ti Mano original lan(HE!) Original lan, original lan, original, Refugee orginal lan(HE!) Original lan, original Surprise, it's Sweet Mickey y'aaall [Sweet Mickey] Si nou te jwe Konpa, se konsa nou ta mate Matin, midi, swa New York ta yon kanaval Si nou te jwe Konpa, si nou te Mattelli, Se konsa li ta sonnen Le nou pral fe bal, pagen kote pou nou met moun [Wyclef Jean] Anko Mwen pavle tet poul, mwen pavle Kentucky Fried Chicken(oh ho) Mwen pavle sis piece nugget, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen sou kotem(tanpri souple) Mwen pavle bagay ki hmm... mwen pavle chinese food Mwen pavle sis piece nugget, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen so kotem(tande) Fam Ayisyen, nou konnen nou se nimero en Pa okipe nou si yap mete nou nan zin(zin) Jalouzi ap fe kankou nou yo se Kayen, en-en, en-en Vendredi apremidi nou prale nan cinema Apresa nou pral danse Konpa Jacob [Jacob Desvarieux] Woy, woy woy woy Depi se Taniz mache, koute loraj la gronde Kade la paye-a soukwe, koute se chyen ra jape Depi se Taniz mache, kade late-a soukwe Koute loraj la gronde(RETIRE MENW NAN POCH MWEN!) [Wyclef Jean talking] Epa moun yo ap tire deye-a, pa gen anken rezon Jan bal lan, tout moun ap relax yo - pou neg E le sa, neg yo vle kraze bal-lan E kounya pou neg yo we e deye-an pou yal tire Mesye relax nou, mwen gen Jocelyn la Jocelyn pral pale ak tout fi yo So Jocelyn map bow mikro-an, mwen bow trant segond, ale [Jocelyn Berouard] Si yon fanm, andidan, ki trouve nom se dimi fre chyen fe(uh huh) Si pe jire he pa janme peche, a lo fey bwan la kouse - ak kout roch [Wyclef Jean + (Jocelyn)] Gade neg kap pran roch, mezanmi(roch) Gade tout neg kap pran roch nan bal-lan(roch) Tout neg sa yo ap pran kout roch(roch), roy - ANMWEEEEEEEY(HEEEY) Original lan, original lan, original la, men orginal lan(kok la vole manman poul la) Original lan, original lan, original la, men orginal lan(kok la vole manman poul la) Original lan, original la, original, all-star original lan(kok la vole manman poul la) Original lan, original la, MACHEEEE!!! [Wyclef Jean] Mwen pavle tet poul, mwen pavle Kentucky Fried Chicken Mwen pavle sis piece nuggets, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen sou kotem(anko) Mwen pavle chinese food, mwen pavle bagay ki hmm.. Mwen pavle sis piece nuggets, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen sou kotem(tande) Fam Ayisyen, nou konnen nou se nimero en Pa okipe nou si yap mete nou nan zin(zin) Jalouzi ap fe kankou nou yo se Kayen, en-en, en-en Vendredi apremidi nou prale nan cinema Kisa nou pral gade, [Naughty Professor] Timari, mape vin chachew nan Jaguar Apresa nou pral mange diri a omar Li gade mwen, li tonbe ri ""haha"" Tonbe manyen mwen nan do E te rete papal' - papal' rale yon zam men mwen men pat kouri Mwen di, ""poukisa papi wap fe jalouzi, se piti fi'w ki fem fe belle"" Li di, ""sesa kadav ou deja ap tan ou nan simitye |
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from Wyclef Jean - Presents The Carnival Featuring The Refugee All Stars (1998)
Intro (Wyclef Jean):
Refugee Allstaaars Nou nan bal la aswe - tout neg ap relax Fi ki gen fo cheve yo, fo zong, se tet poul ou ye Fi ap pede rele gason "chyen" bagay sa yo paka pati nan bal la Ou konnin Kreyol mwen malouk, men nap eseye Tandem, bam bam bam fon ti pale avek nou, tande tande.. [Wyclef Jean] Si gen neg ki nan bal lan(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) ki santi fi an se tet pou li ye(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) E ou santi ke ou pagen peche, ou met kalonnen poul lan ak kout roch Kade fi kap pran roch(kadeeeee roch), kade fi kap pran kout roch ANMWEEEEEEEEEYYY Original lan, original lan, original la, men orginal lan(HE!) Original lan, original lan, original, Ti Mano original lan(HE!) Original lan, original lan, original, Refugee orginal lan(HE!) Original lan, original Surprise, it's Sweet Mickey y'aaall [Sweet Mickey] Si nou te jwe Konpa, se konsa nou ta mate Matin, midi, swa New York ta yon kanaval Si nou te jwe Konpa, si nou te Mattelli, Se konsa li ta sonnen Le nou pral fe bal, pagen kote pou nou met moun [Wyclef Jean] Anko Mwen pavle tet poul, mwen pavle Kentucky Fried Chicken(oh ho) Mwen pavle sis piece nugget, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen sou kotem(tanpri souple) Mwen pavle bagay ki hmm... mwen pavle chinese food Mwen pavle sis piece nugget, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen so kotem(tande) Fam Ayisyen, nou konnen nou se nimero en Pa okipe nou si yap mete nou nan zin(zin) Jalouzi ap fe kankou nou yo se Kayen, en-en, en-en Vendredi apremidi nou prale nan cinema Apresa nou pral danse Konpa Jacob [Jacob Desvarieux] Woy, woy woy woy Depi se Taniz mache, koute loraj la gronde Kade la paye-a soukwe, koute se chyen ra jape Depi se Taniz mache, kade late-a soukwe Koute loraj la gronde(RETIRE MENW NAN POCH MWEN!) [Wyclef Jean talking] Epa moun yo ap tire deye-a, pa gen anken rezon Jan bal lan, tout moun ap relax yo - pou neg E le sa, neg yo vle kraze bal-lan E kounya pou neg yo we e deye-an pou yal tire Mesye relax nou, mwen gen Jocelyn la Jocelyn pral pale ak tout fi yo So Jocelyn map bow mikro-an, mwen bow trant segond, ale [Jocelyn Berouard] Si yon fanm, andidan, ki trouve nom se dimi fre chyen fe(uh huh) Si pe jire he pa janme peche, a lo fey bwan la kouse - ak kout roch [Wyclef Jean + (Jocelyn)] Gade neg kap pran roch, mezanmi(roch) Gade tout neg kap pran roch nan bal-lan(roch) Tout neg sa yo ap pran kout roch(roch), roy - ANMWEEEEEEEY(HEEEY) Original lan, original lan, original la, men orginal lan(kok la vole manman poul la) Original lan, original lan, original la, men orginal lan(kok la vole manman poul la) Original lan, original la, original, all-star original lan(kok la vole manman poul la) Original lan, original la, MACHEEEE!!! [Wyclef Jean] Mwen pavle tet poul, mwen pavle Kentucky Fried Chicken Mwen pavle sis piece nuggets, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen sou kotem(anko) Mwen pavle chinese food, mwen pavle bagay ki hmm.. Mwen pavle sis piece nuggets, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen sou kotem(tande) Fam Ayisyen, nou konnen nou se nimero en Pa okipe nou si yap mete nou nan zin(zin) Jalouzi ap fe kankou nou yo se Kayen, en-en, en-en Vendredi apremidi nou prale nan cinema Kisa nou pral gade, [Naughty Professor] Timari, mape vin chachew nan Jaguar Apresa nou pral mange diri a omar Li gade mwen, li tonbe ri "haha" Tonbe manyen mwen nan do E te rete papal' - papal' rale yon zam men mwen men pat kouri Mwen di, "poukisa papi wap fe jalouzi, se piti fi'w ki fem fe belle" Li di, "sesa kadav ou deja ap tan ou nan simitye From smartlyrics.com, so I can't take any real credit for this. |
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from Wyclef Jean - Carnival (1998)
Intro (Wyclef Jean):
Refugee Allstaaars Nou nan bal la aswe - tout neg ap relax Fi ki gen fo cheve yo, fo zong, se tet poul ou ye Fi ap pede rele gason ""chyen"" bagay sa yo paka pati nan bal la Ou konnin Kreyol mwen malouk, men nap eseye Tandem, bam bam bam fon ti pale avek nou, tande tande.. [Wyclef Jean] Si gen neg ki nan bal lan(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) ki santi fi an se tet pou li ye(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) E ou santi ke ou pagen peche, ou met kalonnen poul lan ak kout roch Kade fi kap pran roch(kadeeeee roch), kade fi kap pran kout roch ANMWEEEEEEEEEYYY Original lan, original lan, original la, men orginal lan(HE!) Original lan, original lan, original, Ti Mano original lan(HE!) Original lan, original lan, original, Refugee orginal lan(HE!) Original lan, original Surprise, it's Sweet Mickey y'aaall [Sweet Mickey] Si nou te jwe Konpa, se konsa nou ta mate Matin, midi, swa New York ta yon kanaval Si nou te jwe Konpa, si nou te Mattelli, Se konsa li ta sonnen Le nou pral fe bal, pagen kote pou nou met moun [Wyclef Jean] Anko Mwen pavle tet poul, mwen pavle Kentucky Fried Chicken(oh ho) Mwen pavle sis piece nugget, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen sou kotem(tanpri souple) Mwen pavle bagay ki hmm... mwen pavle chinese food Mwen pavle sis piece nugget, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen so kotem(tande) Fam Ayisyen, nou konnen nou se nimero en Pa okipe nou si yap mete nou nan zin(zin) Jalouzi ap fe kankou nou yo se Kayen, en-en, en-en Vendredi apremidi nou prale nan cinema Apresa nou pral danse Konpa Jacob [Jacob Desvarieux] Woy, woy woy woy Depi se Taniz mache, koute loraj la gronde Kade la paye-a soukwe, koute se chyen ra jape Depi se Taniz mache, kade late-a soukwe Koute loraj la gronde(RETIRE MENW NAN POCH MWEN!) [Wyclef Jean talking] Epa moun yo ap tire deye-a, pa gen anken rezon Jan bal lan, tout moun ap relax yo - pou neg E le sa, neg yo vle kraze bal-lan E kounya pou neg yo we e deye-an pou yal tire Mesye relax nou, mwen gen Jocelyn la Jocelyn pral pale ak tout fi yo So Jocelyn map bow mikro-an, mwen bow trant segond, ale [Jocelyn Berouard] Si yon fanm, andidan, ki trouve nom se dimi fre chyen fe(uh huh) Si pe jire he pa janme peche, a lo fey bwan la kouse - ak kout roch [Wyclef Jean + (Jocelyn)] Gade neg kap pran roch, mezanmi(roch) Gade tout neg kap pran roch nan bal-lan(roch) Tout neg sa yo ap pran kout roch(roch), roy - ANMWEEEEEEEY(HEEEY) Original lan, original lan, original la, men orginal lan(kok la vole manman poul la) Original lan, original lan, original la, men orginal lan(kok la vole manman poul la) Original lan, original la, original, all-star original lan(kok la vole manman poul la) Original lan, original la, MACHEEEE!!! [Wyclef Jean] Mwen pavle tet poul, mwen pavle Kentucky Fried Chicken Mwen pavle sis piece nuggets, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen sou kotem(anko) Mwen pavle chinese food, mwen pavle bagay ki hmm.. Mwen pavle sis piece nuggets, on fam Ayisyen mwen bezwen sou kotem(tande) Fam Ayisyen, nou konnen nou se nimero en Pa okipe nou si yap mete nou nan zin(zin) Jalouzi ap fe kankou nou yo se Kayen, en-en, en-en Vendredi apremidi nou prale nan cinema Kisa nou pral gade, [Naughty Professor] Timari, mape vin chachew nan Jaguar Apresa nou pral mange diri a omar Li gade mwen, li tonbe ri ""haha"" Tonbe manyen mwen nan do E te rete papal' - papal' rale yon zam men mwen men pat kouri Mwen di, ""poukisa papi wap fe jalouzi, se piti fi'w ki fem fe belle"" Li di, ""sesa kadav ou deja ap tan ou nan simitye |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Preacher's Son (2003)
[Wyclef]
Ladies and gentleman, the preacher's son Patti LaBelle is in the building [Wyclef] Let's celebrate, have a basement party A barbeque how we used to do On the avenue, have a family reunion Man, how I miss those days When the kids was kids, no knives on the street When the ice cream man came around the way Lord, Miss Patti, won't you help me sing Lord knows how I miss those days [Patti (Wyclef)] Dressing up for church on Easter Sunday (how I miss those days) Doing the electric slide at every party (how I miss those days) Oh, if only you knew, what I've been through (you would celebrate) You would celebrate (everybody just celebrate, how I miss those days) those days) [Wyclef (Patti)] I came in this game through the back door (get up) I know LaBelle, we were so much more (get up) We worked it, and earned it, God knows we deserved it (get up) Keep on striving, I know you'll make it [Wyclef (Patti)] Let's celebrate, have a basement party A barbeque how we used to do (yeah, get up) On the avenue, have a family reunion Man, how I miss those days When the kids was kids, no knives on the street When the ice cream man came around the way Lord, Miss Patti, won't you help me sing Lord knows how I miss those days [Patti (Wyclef)] Dressing up for church on Easter Sunday (how I miss those days), get up Doing the electric slide at every party (how I miss those days) Oh, if only you knew, what I've been through (you would celebrate) You would celebrate (everybody just celebrate, how I miss those days) those days), get up [Wyclef (Patti)] I'm gon' box these niggaz Take home on a number one belt (get up) We gonna pop that thug, oh no, to celebrate the wealth (get up) See, I'm a take that hay and turn it into loot Cause who ever God blessed no man can test (get up) Who ever God blessed, no man can test What goes up must surely come down, yes So watch who you hurt on your way up Cause they'll be laughing at you on your way down Tell the judge we don't want incarceration Cause we came for the celebration, hey So let the women and the children eat first Cause it's been so long since a celebration, Cassidy [Cassidy (Patti)] This Cassidy, let's celebrate (oh) I'm selling weed and got hella cake And I still got the dog in my backyard It's hamburgers, hot dogs in the back row (get up) On the grill we cooking it all up My mom got skills, she hooking it all up Man, it feels like back in the days When cats wasn't clapping to K's And hood rats was acting they age (get up) Clef and the rest of the game with me And me and Miss LaBelle, we rep the same city (get up) Philly, home of the blunts and the cheese steaks And I cannot be stopped, like I need breaks (get up) [Wyclef (Patti)] Let's celebrate, have a basement party A barbeque how we used to do (yeah) On the avenue, have a family reunion Man, how I miss those days When the kids was kids, no knives on the street When the ice cream man came around the way Lord, Miss Patti, won't you help me sing Lord knows how I miss those days [Patti (Wyclef)] Dressing up for church on Easter Sunday (how I miss those days) Doing the electric slide at every party (how I miss those days) Oh, if only you knew, what I've been through (you would celebrate) You would celebrate (everybody just celebrate, how I miss those days) those days), get up [Wyclef (Patti)] (get up) You would celebrate, everybody just celebrate, how I miss those days |
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from Wyclef Jean - Carnival Vol.2: Memoirs Of An Immigrant (2007)
Listen me, Geisha!
Mi waan sep you lek huas all mi girls Sing for the Huuah. Everybody everybody china wine china wine Mix da china wine do di dutty wine Everybody china wine everybody china wine Everybody china wine (wohoo, w-ley, w-la) Mix da china wine do di dutty wine Ill Never but forget when my plane landed in jamaica, It was me Tony Matterhorn, Elephant Man and then girl that they call Geisha She said Chea chea chea I asked her what dose it mean she said in China We Love di dutty wine so much dat we mix it with di china wine. China wine, china wine (wohoo) China wine, china wine (heeyyy) china wine, china wine Mix the china wine wit da dutty wine China wine china wine [x3] (a ready ready.. to di wine) When di body ready wine it up In da club on di dance in china it up Wyclef boss blame and grind it up Cau di we she, move she is attitude It was seem something looks like fine ah! Kings from jamaica for di china.. (chinese words) And are there that her design yea (chinese words) Kings from jamaica and china, i'll like di fine up girl China wine china wine [X3] (wohoo, w-ley, w-la) China wine china wine [X3] (a ready ready.. to di wine) Throw on my dancing shoes I got nothing to lose Tonight i'm gonna get da night lights (ready ready fine) And party, away - ay Gal make you pon con pine we do wine in clean We a di twin when you back china wine Everyone you shyan scha you shwayn wyclef jean Jamaican geishan She make me so chug collide-chug collide-chug collide ten We dont china wine, make me a sen Dutty, im yute from like a man grim like a sushi in china wine And from do im widi yudi gudi yudi yu We complete like.. (chinese words).. puff-a-little groups China wine china wine [X3] (wohoo, w-ley, w-la) China wine china wine [X3] (a ready ready.. to di wine) Dance, dance, oh-whoo Na-na-na Im in my dance proof so Na-na-na Mr. china wine do di dutty wine Everybody everybody china wine china wine Mr. china wine do di dutty wine Everybody china wine everybody china wine Everybody china wine Mr. china wine do di dutty wine Im in my dance proof so-wy |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Preacher's Son (2003)
It's a class reunion, you come home from the ATM (oh yeah) [Wyclef (Monica)] Monica you ready, oh yeah Man she look so good Rolling through the hood God bless the dead (bless the dead) Jerry Wonder knock on wood She was a ghetto queen, yeah Turned into a fiend, yeah Night I heard her scream ? to a nightmare dream, oh yeah (oh) [Wyclef] She was mine, she was pop She was hip, she was hot She was too fly, butterfly It was her time, her time It was her time, her time So much dope on the streets That I'm praying for peace But the poor gotta eat Talking bout my time Everybody say it's my time, oh yeah [Wyclef (Monica)] Baby girl, the world is yours, just look through That open door, I'll be there for you If you ever feeling blue (oh), it's a beautiful world [Monica] Baby boy, the world is yours, when you're sad I'll be your joy, I'm still your friend And I'm a love you till the end [Monica] Said he looks so real When he was running on the football field I love the cheerleader scream his name Even in ? he had game But didn't show up at the class reunion And when I asked one of my girls what happened That's when they told me he got life in prison Caught up in the system Trying to be a kingpin The story never ever ends [Monica (Wyclef)] He was mine, he was fine He was hip, he was hot He was too fly, butterfly It was his time, it was his time (oh why, oh why, oh why) So much dope on the streets And I'm praying for peace But the poor gotta eat Talking |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Preacher's Son (2003)
It's a class reunion, you come home from the ATM (oh yeah) [Wyclef (Monica)] Monica you ready, oh yeah Man she look so good Rolling through the hood God bless the dead (bless the dead) Jerry Wonder knock on wood She was a ghetto queen, yeah Turned into a fiend, yeah Night I heard her scream ? to a nightmare dream, oh yeah (oh) [Wyclef] She was mine, she was pop She was hip, she was hot She was too fly, butterfly It was her time, her time It was her time, her time So much dope on the streets That I'm praying for peace But the poor gotta eat Talking bout my time Everybody say it's my time, oh yeah [Wyclef (Monica)] Baby girl, the world is yours, just look through That open door, I'll be there for you If you ever feeling blue (oh), it's a beautiful world [Monica] Baby boy, the world is yours, when you're sad I'll be your joy, I'm still your friend And I'm a love you till the end [Monica] Said he looks so real When he was running on the football field I love the cheerleader scream his name Even in ? he had game But didn't show up at the class reunion And when I asked one of my girls what happened That's when they told me he got life in prison Caught up in the system Trying to be a kingpin The story never ever ends [Monica (Wyclef)] He was mine, he was fine He was hip, he was hot He was too fly, butterfly It was his time, it was his time (oh why, oh why, oh why) So much dope on the streets And I'm praying for peace But the poor gotta eat Talking |
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from Wyclef Jean - Wyclef Jean presents The Carnival featuring Refugee Allstars (1997) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Presents The Carnival Featuring The Refugee All Stars (1998)
In closing, ladies and gentlemen of the jury
I'm not gonna sit here and bore you with a long, drawn out story or excuse, of why I think Wyclef is guilty I'm gonna stand by the exhibits as well as the tapes And songs such as Jeapordy, Til Novemeber, All the Girls, and Bubblegoose, which stand side by side with my allegations I rest my case OK, uhh, ladiessss, and gentle-men, of the juwy As you can see nuttin has been proven here today DEEZ witnesses dey brought ere don't not have evidence to incriminate my client eh? If he's not guilty he's innocent If he's not detrimental to the society therefore he positive! As I say before, dis case is pure bishop Your honor see, this, this is exactly what I'm talkin about I mean I've been meaning to ask this the whole time Who the hell is Bishop? Eh? And and why the hell hasn't he been brought on the stand? Bishop, bishop, not true, false, bishop Ohh, bullshit! Oui |
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from Wyclef Jean - Presents The Carnival Featuring The Refugee All Stars (1998)
In closing, ladies and gentlemen of the jury
I'm not gonna sit here and bore you with a long, drawn out story or excuse, of why I think Wyclef is guilty I'm gonna stand by the exhibits as well as the tapes And songs such as Jeapordy, Til Novemeber, All the Girls, and Bubblegoose, which stand side by side with my allegations I rest my case OK, uhh, ladiessss, and gentle-men, of the juwy As you can see nuttin has been proven here today DEEZ witnesses dey brought ere don't not have evidence to incriminate my client eh? If he's not guilty he's innocent If he's not detrimental to the society therefore he positive! As I say before, dis case is pure bishop Your honor see, this, this is exactly what I'm talkin about I mean I've been meaning to ask this the whole time Who the hell is Bishop? Eh? And and why the hell hasn't he been brought on the stand? Bishop, bishop, not true, false, bishop Ohh, bullshit! Oui |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Ecleftic : 2 Sides Ii A Book (2000) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - Carnival III : The Fall and Rise of a Refugee (2017) | |||||
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from Fugees - The Score (1996) | |||||
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from Wyclef Jean - The Ecleftic : 2 Sides Ii A Book (2000)
INTRO:
Yo 1, 2, 1, 2 The Clef is back with some adjustments Refugee camp [Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up!] Yo, you see them Refugees right there, they goin in the car HOOK: WooWooWooWooWoo Keys they goin in the trunk WooWooWooWooWoo Fiends they don't give a uh [Marie Antoinette] And Flex couldn't save you even if he dropped a bomb in this You still gon be found in a ditch My name should be Robin Banks the way I be robbin banks I'm a fiend for the S-500 I want it Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop Chick like me be chasin after cops And they don't stop at my block after the Diallo shootin Soldiers in waitin, marksmen recruitin Salutin, thug confederates, rhyme and reason Time and treatin, Air Force One we leavin Panama red, holdin 52 hands for ransom My man Johnny Handsome, itchin to cancel 'em I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get down to buisness We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is finished Blah, blah, I got two hours to kill We want like 5 mil in a private jet so peel [Supreme C] Supreme C been after mean figures, ask my lil nigga Since back in the days, before he was raised Aint nobody puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart My art sharp, shoot your posse apart Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun Son by son, done by done Whoever come murder fest, one of the best I'm gettin assets, collect ass bets, squat by your address I come to kick it wit you, walk beans stickin wit you Why try to hide from accomplice vibe Yo we break bread, break heads, my people shake feds Gamble and scramble, F what your man do It's all about this husltin game, muscle and fame Tussels in rain, take aim, blush you with game My language is unexplainable, switch, changeable And I stay remaindable, with bigger guns aimed at you HOOK [Hope] I run up in Da Cypha heavily armed with endless bars of metaphoric harm A python with poisonous charm, extending my arm Pushing figures way to the back Out of your reach, excessive like Fatal Attract Freeze, a renegade bar stroke, an ace of spades I'll kiss you wit a blade when I think I'm gettin played Made woman, you never in bed with the same woman You say you want it, you don't wanna see the omen When my sixth sense start flowin I bless like holy water I don't wanna die cuz I'm my daddy's only daughter But yo, sometimes I see the writin on the wall You know the ghetto testaments, the shootouts, the brawls Close frames in the hall, will you stand or will you fall Your whole click is on the run now would you tell it all About the night shifters, me, I'ma cypher drifter My sixteen bars is up so peace to the mixes HOOK 2X [Wyclef] October 31st I was standing by the sour These thugs don't wanna talk they want these Pumas I just bought Fresh outta school, picked on cuz I'm bilingual I barely spoke English but the gun language was universal Ran in the grocery store, spoke to Gabriel He said, you have problems, here's a feezy from Israel Ran back outside, just before I could say... another homicide Threw the biscuit in the bushes runnin like Jesse Owens Police showed up, but I was nowhere in existence Back in the crib thinkin bout what I just did I'ma police of defense but I'm bound to catch this bid My hypothesis was right, they knocked the door, homie Like a super in the projects wantin rent money Just when I thought I get my life straight in the states Is when I found myself climbin down the fire escape Bodies found in Virginia under the dumpsters, no 18 shell cases in front of the grocery sto' Flee the scene of the crime before y'all kick the door No your honor that must be some old rhyme that I wrote And lyrics sometime man they misinterpretate it For example when I say gun I mean my pen and paper And everytime I wave and spit the crowd jump Cuz I'm still Digital Underground like "humpty hump" Feel the funk comin through your elephant trunks I aint even *Kriss Kross* my clothes yet And yet y'all wanna "Jump, Jump" in Da Cypha, "Jump, Jump" You in Da Cypha HOOK OUTRO: Stay in the house when you hear WooWooWooWooWoo It means the murder's outside you hear WooWooWooWooWoo Where the real killers at you hear WooWooWooWooWoo Honey who chill with the gats you hear WooWooWooWooWoo Yo don't talk crap man WooWooWooWooWoo Just cuz your girl's wit you man WooWooWooWooWoo Cuz both o y'all gon go man WooWooWooWooWoo To a place where no man knows man WooWooWooWooWoo Femme fatale, Hope WooWooWooWooWoo Supreme C, kinda dope WooWooWooWooWoo Marie Antoinette in the back with the techs WooWooWooWooWoo Y'all know the flavor Refugee Camp... WooWooWooWooWoo... |
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from Wyclef Jean - Masquerade (2002)
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
(I'm sure y'all heard about my dad( Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (This one goes out for everybody that lost somebody) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (Be strong) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy Now I understand what Scarface meant When he said I never seen a man cry till I seen a man die Never in my deepest thoughts that I would imagine I would be the one carrying a coffin Yo I feel like a orphan even though I got a mom I'm the first born so I gotta play strong Memories of the past bout when we cried when we laughed It makes it hard, dad, for me to finish write this paragraph I remember when we all shoved snow frost bites and all Temperature forty below You used to call me lazy cause I said it was too cold But you would go in the crib fix me a fresh cup a cocoa I can't front I wish there was a sequel of the sixth sense So I could see dead people I'm so hurt, dad I can't cry no more But I know that you're knockin on heaven's door, Peace Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (Rest in peace, dad) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (All my people live on) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (Rest in peace, dad) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy Look into my eyes Realize I'm the same man my father was Y'all can tell by my Pink Cadillac The way I clean my ride Old grim tilted to the side But what I loved most was when the God philosophize About the philosophies of life in its reality Keep the right mentality Don't fall into vanity Sometime I feel like he standin watchin over me Whisperin in my ear, baby boy, I'm still here I heard him said I'm the shadow right beside you And if you confused, son, I'm there to guide you And even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I fear no evil For the Lord is wit me But don't forget that your mom's in your hands You two were so close That I finally understa nd And here's a message to your brothers and your sisters I'ma miss em No matter what I'ma be wit em Peace Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (To my dad, rest in peace) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (I guess I'll see you at the resurrection) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (To all my people that lost somebody) Da--a, daddy, daddy, daddy (Put the lighters in the air) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (Oh, daddy Oh, daddy) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (Oh, yeah, yeah, I need you, daddy) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (Oh, oh) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy (Daddy) Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy |
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from Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights (2004)
I ain't come to fight tonight! Too many ladies up in here tonight! (Everybody report to the dance floor, PLEASE!! Grab a girl) I never really knew that you could dance like this.. She make a man wanna speak spanish.. Como se llama? Bonita. Mi casa, su casa. When you move you got me hypnotized, especially when I look into his eyes. Hey papi I wanna see you do the dance to the Conga. Hey girl I can see your body moving (and it's driving me crazy), And I didn't have the slightest idea (until i saw you dancing). And when you walk up on the dance floor nobody cannot ignore the way you move body, girl. And everythings so unexpected the way you already left it, so you can keep on shaking it. Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. I never really knew that you could dance like this.. She make a man wanna speak spanish.. Como se llama? Bonita. Mi casa, su casa. When you move you got me hypnotized, especially when I look into his eyes. Hey papi I wanna see you do the dance to the Conga. Hey boy now that i see all your rhythm, I’m in a state of shock now, the way I can see you body moving and I don't want you to stop now. I like the way you approach me so sexually, you found me in the base boy. I can't ignore the way you dancing, you got me in a trance and.... I can't explain..... it. Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. I never really knew that you could dance like this.. She make a man wanna speak spanish..(spanish) Como se llama? (Si)Bonita.(Si) Mi casa, su casa. (yeah) When you move you got me hypnotized, especially when I look into his eyes. Hey papi I wanna see you do the dance to the Conga. Senorita, fill the Conga, let me see you move like you come from Havana. Oh...I didn't know you did it like that.. Hey a papi don't you stop it, wanna see you move your body. Oh...I didn't know you did it like that.. Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. I never really knew that you could dance like this.. She make a man wanna speak spanish.. Como se llama? Bonita. Mi casa, su casa. When you move you got me hypnotized, especially when I look into his eyes. Hey papi I wanna see you do the dance to the Conga. Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. (Baila conmigo) Baila la calle de noche, baila la calle de dia. I never really knew that you could dance like this.. She make a man wanna speak spanish.. Como se llama?(Si) Bonita. (Si)Mi casa, su casa. When you move you got me hypnotized, especially when I look into his eyes. Hey papi (si) I wanna see you do the dance to the Conga. I never really knew that you could dance like this.. She make a man wanna speak spanish.. Como se llama?(si) Bonita.(si) Mi casa, su casa. When you move you got me hypnotized, especially when I look into his eyes. Hey papi I wanna see you do the dance to the Conga. Oh...Oh.....Oh....Oh.....Oh..... |
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from Club Hiphop Dance Vol.2 2008 (2008)
[Wyclef]
I like the way The way she dance (OHH!)(HAAA! HAAA!) She take the thug Put 'em in a trance (OHH!)(HAAA! HAAA!) She shake her ass Like an avalanche (HAAA!)(OHH!) Lookin to her eyes (HAAA! HAAA! HAAA!) And you takin' the chance I see the fire in her eyes Fire in here eyes (YEAAAH!) The way she move She got the fire in her eyes! Fire on her waist Fire in her thighs (YEAAAH!) BUT I LOVE THE SCANDAAAAAAAAL Refrain] She's so DANGEROUUUUUUUUS (Dangerous) She's so DANGEROUUUUUUUUS (Dangerous) She's so SCANDOLOUUUUUUUS (Scandolous) I LOVE THE SCANDAAAAAAAAL HEAR ME SING! Woooohoooo hear she comes! Watch out boys She'll chew you up She's DANGEROUUUUUUS (Dangerous) DANGEROUUUUUUS (Dangerous) I LOVE THE SCANDAAAAAAL [Verse I.] [Kaine] She fiRe, She fine She heals, She mine Black Barbie I'm Ken She got hundred men and ?boosting? I ain't really trying to let you in But you can spend your Benjamins Make no mistake in fact it she your friend Pisses all about differences! [D-Roc] WAIT! She like to play games And she don't care who she play wit' She do what she do And she gon' get what she gon' get She hit the strip club And she gon' make her money quick Shakin ass on the pole And best believe the mamma thick (?) [Bridge] [Wyclef] I like the way The way she dance (OHH!)(HAAA! HAAA!) She take the thug Put 'em in a trance (OHH!)(HAAA! HAAA!) She shake her ass Like an avalanche (HAAA!)(OHH!) Lookin to her eyes (HAAA! HAAA! HAAA!) And you takin' the chance I see the fire in her eyes Fire in here eyes (YEAAAH!) The way she move She got the fire in her eyes! Fire on her waist Fire in her thighs (YEAAAH!) BUT I LOVE THE SCANDAAAAAAAAL [Refrain] She's so DANGEROUUUUUUUUS (Dangerous) She's so DANGEROUUUUUUUUS (Dangerous) She's so SCANDOLOUUUUUUUS (Scandolous) I LOVE THE SCANDAAAAAAAAL HEAR ME SING! Woooohoooo hear she comes! Watch out boys She'll chew you up She's DANGEROUUUUUUS (Dangerous) DANGEROUUUUUUS (Dangerous) I LOVE THE SCANDAAAAAAL Verse III.] [D-Roc] Get Crunk lil momma Let me see your move Dirty dancing all in the nude Get crunk and shit She about 5 to 6 So I spendin the money to see it I love them girls that belly dance Drop it down low Do you shake that ass Like WHOA! Shawty look like a model Remind me of a coke cola bottle. [Verse II.] [D-Roc] 3 LET SKIN Shawty gon make me spittin all on my ears When I leave I?a tell my friend(s) And we both comin back again And I? lookin for that girl (Girl) That danced for me the last time Shawty get CRUNK! So I?a get?r to dance for me 4 more times [Kaine] Thick and chunky Work that monkey Pop that money Boy she want it All up on it They gon pay her Shawty bout bread So you can play DANGEROUS that girl! SCANDOLOUS (AHH! AHH!) And the world of girls boy? Where they hang wit us (AIGHT YEP!!!) [Refrain] [Wyclef] She's so DANGEROUUUUUUUUS (Dangerous) She's so DANGEROUUUUUUUUS (Dangerous) She's so SCANDOLOUUUUUUUS (Scandolous) I LOVE THE SCANDAAAAAAAAL HEAR ME SING! Woooohoooo hear she comes! Watch out boys She'll chew you up She's DANGEROUUUUUUS (Dangerous) DANGEROUUUUUUS (Dangerous) I LOVE THE SCANDAAAAAAL |