Wyclef Jean - Bugatti Freestyle lyrics
[Wyclef Jean - Bugatti Freestyle lyrics]
You see Future? I'm the Haitian
Top shelf, now we Jamaicans
My crew got ammunition
We only fire when it's revolution
I woke up in that new McLaren
I woke up in that new McLaren
I woke up in that new McLaren
I woke up in that new McLaren
Let's go!
First time I came in the bizz I got noticed
Was way back with the Fugees
Haitians have made it
Admit it, you sold over 18 mill records
Instead they thought I'd be another like them
At the end they be rockin, the whip they pick
My nigga with em or leave em but I say last
It's hard to beat this, I got Carnival hit's
I got Hip-Hop out
I want you falling which is
Falling which, first Hip-Hop album
Four languages to go 4 time climbin
What did I miss? Out in Queens
Hustle my make-up, mata le vous?
Talk Italian to them niggas
Happy bout that, you see all leavin
But, I ain't satisfied
Another rap, talk with the text
It's Destiny Child
In the remix, Haley, Beyonce oh, no no no
On your playlist
Benjamin Ivy hit me on the wires
He got a young girl by the name of Maya
So I put her on the track, ghetto superstars
With the old dirty bastard
That brought you up, definitely had one
Then I got the call from Fat Joe with Big Pun
They doin a song, do I wanna spit, son?
Hell yeah, Caribbean connection
Foes and enemies meaning the
Same in the dictionary, the same Pictionary
All you see is the cemetery
Army ready for Apache, kamikaze
However they wanna come and see me
Orlando XE, I keep artillery
Just in case they wanna come
And get my niggas
That makes you the perfect target
Wake up or Mr nobody wrapped up
Like mummies and lookin like this
This is what haters we pray for the most
All I do is laugh think of the past, I was
Playing in the studio
I'm playing 'em tracks
So when I say I'll miss you Michael
This isn't bout a chance to
Meet one of my idols
Damn, what a journey the music in this juke
Clark David gave me a call
Said you'll return for Whitney
Top shelf, now we Jamaicans
My crew got ammunition
We only fire when it's revolution
I woke up in that new McLaren
I woke up in that new McLaren
I woke up in that new McLaren
I woke up in that new McLaren
Let's go!
First time I came in the bizz I got noticed
Was way back with the Fugees
Haitians have made it
Admit it, you sold over 18 mill records
Instead they thought I'd be another like them
At the end they be rockin, the whip they pick
My nigga with em or leave em but I say last
It's hard to beat this, I got Carnival hit's
I got Hip-Hop out
I want you falling which is
Falling which, first Hip-Hop album
Four languages to go 4 time climbin
What did I miss? Out in Queens
Hustle my make-up, mata le vous?
Talk Italian to them niggas
Happy bout that, you see all leavin
But, I ain't satisfied
Another rap, talk with the text
It's Destiny Child
In the remix, Haley, Beyonce oh, no no no
On your playlist
Benjamin Ivy hit me on the wires
He got a young girl by the name of Maya
So I put her on the track, ghetto superstars
With the old dirty bastard
That brought you up, definitely had one
Then I got the call from Fat Joe with Big Pun
They doin a song, do I wanna spit, son?
Hell yeah, Caribbean connection
Foes and enemies meaning the
Same in the dictionary, the same Pictionary
All you see is the cemetery
Army ready for Apache, kamikaze
However they wanna come and see me
Orlando XE, I keep artillery
Just in case they wanna come
And get my niggas
That makes you the perfect target
Wake up or Mr nobody wrapped up
Like mummies and lookin like this
This is what haters we pray for the most
All I do is laugh think of the past, I was
Playing in the studio
I'm playing 'em tracks
So when I say I'll miss you Michael
This isn't bout a chance to
Meet one of my idols
Damn, what a journey the music in this juke
Clark David gave me a call
Said you'll return for Whitney