A Tribe Called Quest - Luck of Lucien lyrics

Brother, brother, brother, Lucien
You're like no other
Listen very close 'cause I
Don't like to boast
Instead, I'll tell the tale of
A French who prevailed
Through the Mr crazy Rabbit's who
Were always on his tail
We ain't on sale, your rumor starts to wail
Get caught with stolen goods and
You will go to jail if you go to jail
Then who will pay the bail?
Deport you back to France on
A ship with a sail
Escargot, Lucien, you eat snails
(Hey yo Tip, what's wrong with snails?)
From the Zulu nation
From a town called Paris
Came to America to find liberty
Instead of finding pleasure
All you found was misery
But listen, Lucien, you have a friend in me
Oh, luck-luck will drive your butt batty
Next time you get some wheels
Make it a Caddy in terms of doing good
I know you wish you really could
But listen, brother man
I really think you can
Succeed with the breed of the
Brothers on your back
It's the creme de la creme
And you can vouch for that
It'll take a minute, rice, so take my advice
Trust in us, and thus you trust in your life
Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien
You should know!

- What? Oh Tip, man, why you do that to me
Man? I though he was a friend, bruh
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, why you do that to me?
I wouldn't do it like this
I couldn't do it by myself
Yo, it's it to my

Are you ready, Lu? This one is for you
Comin' from a true-blue, fit's like a shoe
"¿Cómo está usted?" or
"Comment allez-vous"
Lucien, I'll leave it up to you
Voulez-vous? (vous) rendez-vous (vous)
Coucou (cou) les poupous (pou)
Watch that lass, gonna backlash fast
Can you get a grip on the crackhead dip?
Sold you a paper bag
Guess he saw you comin'
VCR from a neck-bone bummin'
$10 brother, he was hummin' and strummin'
Only had 20, he was livin' like ya slummin'
Gave him the money, well
I thought that was somethin'
Lookin' like a kid who was lost in crumbin'
Don't worry about a thing
I won't get specific
This is a song that is long and prolific
Think of the stuff that I said if you can
Figure it out, compute, understand
No problemo, I'll help you with your demo
If you go to the store for me
Lucien, I'm just kiddin' you should know!

- Hey, yo, wassup' man? What's your name?
- What kind of accent is that?
- It's a french accent, you know
I'm french, I'm from Paris
Don't you think it's sexy?
- No, it's not a sexy accent
- Oh, man! Give me a try! You try to kiss me
Enough? Hun? Oh please what! Love
Me french, french me love
Everybody love my accent! Why nobody like
It? Q Tip city of
Paris why is that? Oh! I'm
Sexy, and I'm french
Everybody love my accent, I'm the best, yes
Yeah! Je t'aime! I love you! I love you
Oui, je t'aime! I'll teach you french
I'll make your french good!

You gotta get a grip on
The missions you'll be takin'
Not so much the mission
But you got crazy ignition
Sure, the sugar babies wanna
Give you a chance
With the French "savoir faire"
And the sexy glance
But is she really fly, or is she a guy?
I won't ask why, 'cause I know that you try
You try too hard
Is that the answer to the riddle?
Instead of doin' so much
Why don't you do just a little?
Boy, what a cad
I guess we shouldn't treat him bad
In fact, it would be nice
If we understood him, right?
A case of positionin' the feet in the shoes
Sympathetic reason in the case of the blues
Lucien is blue
Even though he's really brown
I had to make the sound
His life is too profound on the up-and-up
He's somethin' like a little pup
Young and naive, it's hard to believe
As long as you're strong
You can quest with the Questers
Jolly like a jumping bean or a jester
Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien
You should know!

Oh Tip, everything, you gonna be alright, man
Thank you, man i think I'll going home, man
Bye bye, I'll see you tonight
Oh Tip, I'm not here