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Wyclef Jean Perfect Gentleman


(This one's goin' out to the strip joints

Yo, meet me at Suzy's Rendez-vous

For every Go-Go Bar

I'ma send this one out to the gentlemen's clubs

Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex

I be seeing y'all up in there late at night

I understand when your girl is stressing you out

(Crazy girls) Know what I'm saying?

Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas

They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'

Turn up my symphony, man.

Turn up my symphony!

Drop a BEAT!)


[Chorus]

Just 'cuz she dances go-go

It don't make her a ho, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna ???? to Meeeexico

Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo


[Verse 1]

Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no

bones in your body and you was made to be a celebrity

Twenty grand, know it's a sin, but before me you show

me a little more skin it would fulfill my fantasy

Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris Rock

said, 'There's no sex in the champaigne room'

Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling

down, type of tears that money couldn't buy


[Chorus 2X]


[Verse 2]

[Wyclef]

Excuse me, what is your name?

[Hope]

Uh, my name is Hope, yo

I was blessed with the body of the Goddesses

Have you any idea how hard this is?

I could flex in 25 positions

But I only work here to pay my tuition

Yo, tantalizing teaser

Table-top pleaser

Give me what I need a

Mastercard a Visa

Lap dance fantasy

Picture us on and on white canopy

Wyclef extended his hand to me

Like Billy D. said he's feelin me

Take me away from here, so far

Where they ride horses, no cars

No more stripping in bars

Me and you 'Clef, against the odds


[Chorus 2X]


(Yo a lot of y'all sitting with y'all girls

fronting like the budweiser commercial

Talking bout, 'IIIIIII, I don't be going to the strip joints'

You lying man! You'd be surprised who you see up in there man.

I got one question for you liars, man)


Shot callers, Wasn't you a preacher?

You calling her a hooker? He without sin cast the first stone.

I met her on the subway, she gave me that VIP card

And told me if I ever have problems,

Don't hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah


[Chorus 2X]

Call up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper yo!


(Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I

got nothing but funny money, man. New York Dogs.)

112 It's Over Now
What is this, numbers in your pocket?

I remember when you used to throw those things away.

Why do you wanna keep in touch now,

who gave you a reason to act so shady?


Baby you know, you can call me anytime,

anything you needed, I would give it to you,

that's how much I care for you.

Wanna act now, never call me back now,

turnin' off your cell phone, girl you know that aint cool

I don't understand baby..


[chorus]

Baby, it's a shame we gotta go through this,

we can't even talk, girl we don't even kiss

I never woulda thought we'd be breakin' up like this

but it's over now (it's over now)


You think that I don't know what's goin' on,

cuz you're always home alone,

and i'm always out of town.

You need to stop trying to play me,

cuz you can't even fake me -

I know you're messin around baby.


Baby you know, you can call me anytime,

anything you needed, I would give it to you,

that's how much I care for you.

Wanna act now, never call me back now,

turnin' off your cell phone, girl you know that aint cool

I don't understand baby..


[chorus] - repeat twice

Baby, it's a shame we gotta go through this,

we can't even talk, girl we don't even kiss

I never woulda thought we'd be breakin' up like this

but it's over now (it's over now)


Baby it's a shame - shame that we go through,

the things that we go through,

when you're in love with me, and i'm in love with you.

I think that we should talk, talk about our problems

instead of running away.

Oh baby it's a shame, we couldn't work it out,

forgot what love was all about, (the feelings we had from the start)

the feelings we had, my heart will always be with you

Girl it's a shame..


[chorus]

Baby, it's a shame we gotta go through this,

we can't even talk, girl we don't even kiss

I never woulda thought we'd be breakin' up like this

but it's over now (it's over now)

(repeat til end)

Redman Let's Get Dirty
Attention, all you niggaz, all you bitches

Time to put down the Cristal, time to take off the ice for a minute

Time to throw a little mud in this motherfucker..


{*barking*} Turn me up some

{*more barking} Yo

{*barking*}


[Red imitates an old woman]

Ohh shit! Who those motherfuckers comin in here?

No, it can't be! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!


[Redman]

Yo.. yo, gimme some room I'm throwin elbows

Timberland boots, Air Force and shell-toes, who the fuck is them?

If I gotta pay to get in the club

I'ma go pop the trunk and turn the street volume up to ten

I ain't on the guest list, I ain't V.I.P.

I snuck in the exit, learned to D-I-P

My dress code is all black when I'm makin the moves

Similar to the new Playstation 2

I can't help it if the club only packin a G

And the fire marshal wanna shut it down in 3

And you ballin ass niggaz, whose dressed to kill

for the hoes showin the toes with extra heels (man!)

I gotta get in, I drove here

with a carLOAD of bitches charged on Belvedere

My niggaz hit the cells if the line is thick

So I drive the 500, through the door of the bitch


[DJ Kool]

Yo Red, wassup man?

Aiy they ain't tryin to let you in the club!

Yo, DJ Kool to the rescue!

We gon' break this joint down!

Aiyyo.. a-huh, a-huh, ahh!


[Chorus: DJ Kool + Redman]

If you pumpin this one in your truck (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (l-let's get dirty)

If you really don't give a WHAT? (l-let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (l-let's get dirty)

Everybody get your hands up (l-let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (l-let's get dirty)

If you ain't come to party SHUT UP! (l-let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty..


[Redman]

Yo, security pattin my legs and waist

but if I vacate the place, it'll be {*gunfire, "stay down!"*}

All my niggaz in the huddle, on the count of three

we gonna bumrush The Tunnel, with a pound of weed

Cut the light on, you see it's Brick City in here

Blazin like Biggie passed us a semi in here

Don't sleep, stay wide awoke

You dialed Doc, not dial-a-joke

Crawl or you'll die in smoke

I keep it heated when the hawk is out

Seated low Tahoe, beat it when the dark is out

I'm outside of the line and I'm actin a fool

like a three o'clock bully, waitin after school

(Punks!) I've been in this line for hours

I even killed the time by helpin my man pass out fliers

Now all I wanna do is get in where I fit in

Shake my ass with the baddest pidgeon with her wig in

JUMP, MOVE, CRASH, SMOKE, DRINK

Shake that ass stank, the fuck you think?

Poppa Bear at the table, and the porridge is pourin

Since +Def+ is the label I belong in a morgue!

I'm walkin half-dead, actin senile

with bigga niggaz from jail than the one on "Green Mile"

I'll huff and puff, blow the club down

I'll snuff a duck, I'm headed Uptown


[DJ Kool]

Yeah that's right! We up in this joint now

Aiyyo we gettin ready to take over

Freddie, you grab the mic, I'ma grab the turntables

We gon' rock this joint baby! - a-huh, a-huh, ahh!


[Chorus: DJ Kool + Redman]

If you got up in the club free (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (let's get dirty)

And you drunk up in the V.I.P. (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (let's get dirty)

If you swingin from them club lights (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (let's get dirty)

And you like to start them club fights (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty..


Everybody wave your hands now (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (let's get dirty)

Everybody jump up and down (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (let's get dirty)

Everybody come to wild out (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (let's get dirty)

If you a big dog no doubt (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty..


Everybody wave your hands now (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (let's get dirty)

Everybody jump up and down (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (let's get dirty)

Everybody keep it goin now (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty (let's get dirty)

Just a little bit louder now (let's get dirty)

Say let's get dirty.. c'mon, c'mon!


(let's get dirty)

A-huh, a-huh, ahh-huh! (let's get dirty)

Keep it goin now (let's get dirty)
Wyclef Jean Thug Angel
Refuges Yo all you say


[Wyclef Jean]

Dirty Dirty Dirty South

I used to play while at the YMCA, in L.A.

Some prefer to say K,

I saw how maken burn on a sunday, bloody sunday

(What about Texas) They need to Chill with the gun play

(New York city Ya'll) Police raid the door (?)

(Look at Shorty Ya'll) He bout to go out like Scarface

He woke up in a cardoard box with no space

With Thug Angel singing Saying ahhh ahh ahha

So you wanna be a thug (ahhh ahh ahha)

To all my thugs in Houston

You wanna push drugs

To all my thugs in Memphis(ahhh ahh ahha)

You want the cars and the videos

To the The Jacksonville thug angels

Let me tell you how it really goes


[Verse 1]

I'm on a highway with a black bandana

headed to Atlanta

Until I heard (bloop bloop) the sound of the Police

Should I pullover

He had them dark shades on, but he looked liked Stevie Wonder

His face was pale and long he looked like Cold in December

Now let me ask should I slow down and be good to him(uh-ha)

I heard a young thug scream it depeds what you got in the beamer

Now I got two choices I could blast and become most wanted in America

Or I could slow down like the ? bronco

and get Johny Cochran to be my lawyer

Call Sonya hit her on the motorola

If I get locked up I aint getting out till Tuesday

Cause this is saturday, and its a holiday

Now I got to spend a week in the south in jail

But you told me that crime pays


Dirty Dirty Dirty South

I used to play while at the YMCA, in L.A.

Some prefer to say K,

I saw how maken burn on a sunday, bloody sunday

(What about Brooklyn) They need to Chill with the gun play

(Hey) Police raid the door (?)

(New Jearsy) He bout to go out like Scarface

He woke up in a cardoard box with no space

With Thug Angel singing Saying ahhh ahh ahha

So you wanna be a thug (ahhh ahh ahha)

My thugs in Chicago, You wanna push drugs

My thugs in Orlando, You want the cars and the videos

To V-E-A-N-D-C Saint Louis(a)


[Verse 2]

So you a killa, how many people did you kill

So you deala how many drugs did you deala

Foreala used to sell crack on the hilla

Yeah right my name is Elvis and your wife is Pricilla

Your an actor, you need a part in this thrilla

Hold up ain't no nead to bust your four fifa

It's two of use one of use is bound to leave in a comba

So say your prayers and give my regards to the undertaker


Dirty Dirty Dirty South

I used to play while at the YMCA, in L.A.

Some prefer to say K,

I saw how maken burn on a sunday, bloody sunday

(What about New Orleans) They need to Chill with the gun play

(L) Police raid the door (?)

(New Jearsy) He bout to go out like Scarface

He woke up in a cardoard box with no space

With Thug Angel singing Saying ahhh ahh ahha

So you wanna be a thug (ahhh ahh ahha)

To my thugs in Tampa, You wanna push drugs

To my thugs in Detroit, You want the cars and the videos

To the north to the south to the whole carolina liner

So you wanna be a thug

To my thugs in ATL, tou wanna push drugs wanna push

To my thugs livin' in Dallas, you want the cars and videos

Thug angles in the burban hell

Let me tell you how it really goes


Watch out for the beasts

Watch out if you got a C Homie

cause you don't want your kids growing up thinking they had no daddy

Big pun reast in peace forever, Bronx pour some liqour

police is in the loose watch your self