Fantine - What A Day Lyrics
Feat. Wyclef & El CataWyclef Jean: Ladies and Gents, you're tuned to the sounds of Fantine andWyclef. Heads Music Baby.You hear them horns?I hear them hornsKnow what that mean?Know what that meanEverybody dance nowYeah, I'm back on my MPCMiami Beach, of '93Spring Break, y’all know how I doHer crew too live, ask Uncle LukeYeah, she's the life of the party for the DJYou call her Too Short, but she run the bayNow where my ladies at?Making them big bucksStaying loaded like luxMy product is so physicalMy body is my assetMy feelings are so hiddenThough my body isn'tAnd when I'm strutting, windingGlitter blinding, struck by lighting, so excitingExtra flirty, never dirty when you come aroundAnd I could take yourCredit card or rubber band moneyIt don't matter to me I could be your playboy bunny (alright then)Credit card or rubber band moneyIt don't matter to me I could be your playboy bunnyPrivate dancer for moneyI'm just trying to make a dollar today(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)Cuz it's hard in the cityAin't nobody giving nothing away(I like the way you dance)Private dancer for moneyI'm just trying to make a dollar today(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)Cuz it's hard in the cityAin't nobody giving nothing away(I like the way you dance)You hear them horns?I hear them hornsKnow what that mean?Know what that meanEverybody dance nowWelcome to my champagne roomIt don't rain, no, it monsoon.Keep your hands to yourselfYou're my favorite, cuz you pay wellAnd when I'm strutting, windingGlitter blinding, struck by lighting, so excitingExtra flirty, never dirty when you come aroundAnd I could take yourCredit card or rubber band moneyIt don't matter to me, I could be your playboy bunny (alright then)Credit card or rubber band moneyIt don't matter to me, I could be your playboy bunnyPrivate dancer for moneyI'm just trying to make a dollar today(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)Cuz it's hard in the cityAin't nobody giving nothing away(I like the way you dance)Private dancer for moneyI'm just trying to make a dollar today(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)Cuz it's hard in the cityAin't nobody giving nothing awayLadies holla “What a Day"Oh what a day, what a day,What a crazy day, what a day, what a day?It feels like Miami Sound MachineOh what a day, what a day,What a crazy day, what a day, what a day?El Cata where you at?Tiene olfato, cotorra y joseoUn radal que rebota mareoNo camina si no ve meneoLe gustan lo caro, le gusta lo buenoTiene las chapas que pone a gastarYo pongo la funda, ella pone el patraDale vacana muevelo con toRompelo con to, no se diga masPrivate dancer for moneyI'm just trying to make a dollar today(I'm trying to make a dollar, I'm trying to make a dollar)Cuz it's hard in the cityAin't nobody giving nothing away(Nobody's givin' nothing away, oh)Private dancer for moneyI'm just trying to make a dollar today(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)Cuz it's hard in the cityAin't nobody giving nothing awayNobody's givin' nothing awayWe keep it funky man
