Wyclef Jean - Bugatti Freestyle Lyrics
You see Future? I’m the HaitianTop shelf, now we JamaicansMy crew got ammunitionWe only fire when it’s revolutionI woke up in that new McLarenI woke up in that new McLarenI woke up in that new McLarenI woke up in that new McLarenLet’s go!First time I came in the bizz I got noticedWas way back with the Fugees, Haitians have made itAdmit it, you sold over 18 mill recordsInstead they thought I’d be another like themAt the end they be rockin, the whip they pickMy nigga with em or leave em but I say lastIt’s hard to beat this, I got carnivore hitsI got hip-hop out, I want you falling which isFalling which, first hip-hop albumFour languages to go 4 time climbinWhat did I miss? Out in QueensHustle my make-up, mata le vous?Talk Italian to them niggasHappy bout that, you see all leavinBut I ain’t satisfiedAnother rap, talk with the text, it’s Destiny ChildIn the remix, Haley, BeyonceOh no no noOn your playlistBenjamin Ivy hit me on the wiresHe brought a young girl by the name of MayaSo I put her on the track, ghetto superstarsWith the old dirty bastardThat brought you up, definitely had oneThen I got the call from Fat Joe with ping ponThey doin a song, do I wanna speak son?Hell yeah, Caribbean connectionFoes and enemies meaning the same in the dictionary, the same PictionaryAll you see is the cemeteryArmy ready for Apache, kamikaze, however they wanna come and see meOrlando XE, I keep artilleryJust in case they wanna come and get my niggasThat makes you the perfect targetWake up or Mr. Nobody wrapped up like mummies and lookin like thisThis is what haters we pray for the mostAll I do is laugh,Think of the past, I was playing in the studio, I’m playing in cracksSo when I say I’ll miss you MichaelThis isn’t bout a chance to meet one of my idolsDamn, what a journeyThe music in this jukeClark David gave me a callSaid you’ll return for Whitney
