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Fu-Gee-La (Refugee Camp Remix, Sly And Robbie Remix)

アーティスト:Fugees  アルバム:The Score 

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Can I feel a vibe? [CLEF] We used to be number 10, now we're permanent at one Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichiban, Listen Mrs. Tin Can I'm your candy handy man Me without you is like American without the Band Stand Cool fellow, dancehall stay mellow, All that guntalk who would have thought you died yellow Damn, another hero wannabe Now he sleeps with his friends in the mortuary Dude, I find it rude, when you intrude, My pistol nozzle hits your nasal, Doo doo comes out your anal Just because your buff, don't play tuff Cause I'll reverse the earth and turn your flesh back to dust. [LAURYN]:CHORUS Ooooh La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweeeeet Ting [FORTE] I stay high off the Fu-Gee-La Bust when we rush, Through you must, know ruckus Crew got G's like the refu's So F who Ever want to test Bring me stress, West coast back to east, Grab my toast when I reach Truly curvin', swervin, lifestyle is urban, Sippin' Bourbon, surviving We real to keep the word when A boy want fa test this set Then you get wet-up Just a bit to unprepared to to shoot him fair bet [LAURYN] Fake bullets can't scar me I can


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