[Wyclef Jean]
We got the Refugee Allstars rub-a-dubbing in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forté, Praswell
Know what I mean, the streets are getting a little crazy
[Wyclef Jean]
Looka-looka-looka-looka-looka-looka-looka here, looka, shorty got back
Should I ask her for a dance? Hold on, there's too many in the wolf pack
And besides, Dirty Cash talking to her
Buying her fake furs and taking her to The Fever
Quiet as it's kept, that ain't even his Benz
She spends his Franklins at the malls with her friends
Material girl living in a material world
But it's all right 'cause it's Saturday night
So Mr. Funkmaster, pump the Bee Gees
And all you college students, play your 'Uigis
Check the spelling, R-E-F-U-G-E-E
Get the CD from Sam Goody, hee-hee
You ain't even close with the rhymes that you wrote
Don't be mad 'cause you broke
Let me clear my throat, uh-huh, uh-huh
John Forté, grab the mic, let's sway this way
[John Forté]
I'm more than just a rhymer, you still a small-timer
Hoping that the game treat that ass a little kinder
Every step tango'd, your beef don't concern me
I'm eating mangoes in Trinidad with attorneys (Oh yeah)
My crew's slang flow worldwide like a current
Went the every spot where nobody got insurance
Brother, do the math, you ain't half near exotic
My mans claim true you, forget about it
Po-po just a nuisance like my influence
Well-recognized, you a lie trying do it
Got juice, told your lady, "Oops, we nuts, baby"
Smooth and charismatic, automatic, you gon' save me
God bless the dead as my son survive
We strive to teach the youth, baby, and stay alive
[John Forté & Pras]
Refugee camp next, baby
John Forté, yeah, watch your lady
Watch your lady, yeah (All right)
'Specially around baby Pras (Yo)
If you got more than a dollar in your pocket right now
Put your hands up (Yeah, yeah)
[Pras]
Well, you can tell by the way I roll, shorty, that I'm a ladies man
A business man
Condos down the shore, multi-million pension plan (Uh-huh)
But it ain't in my plan to make moves without the fam (No can do)
I keep it intact, yo, 'Clef, do the track ('Clef, do the track, yeah)
John, play the mack while I pay the tax
Business as usual
Watching suspects steal my assets, get cut with Gillettes
We built this concept, connect like NYNEX (All right)
Drinks at the bar, my American Express, come here
[Wyclef Jean]
Yo, I cook up, cook up
The copper pull up, pull up
Them I cuff up, cuff up
You who's calling bluff
Now you shook up, shook up
'Cause you lock up, lock up
When I love up, love up
You who's calling bluff
Ayo, John is chilling, Dirty Cash dealing
What more can I say? We living
That's what we got, we got it good
And since you understood, we be
[ Pras]
Yeah
Live at The Carnival
'97 'til infinity, ha
Refugee Allstars
Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining? You wanna stop the shining?
You wanna stop the shining? You wanna stop the shining?
Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
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