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INTERPRÉTATION
Wyclef Jean
Wyclef Jean
Chant
Refugee Camp All-Stars
Refugee Camp All-Stars
Interprète
Pras
Pras
Interprète
John Forte
John Forte
Chant
Jerry Duplessis
Jerry Duplessis
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Wyclef Jean
Wyclef Jean
Paroles
Pras
Pras
Paroles
John Forte
John Forte
Composition
Barry Gibb
Barry Gibb
Paroles
Robin Gibb
Robin Gibb
Composition
Maurice Gibb
Maurice Gibb
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Wyclef Jean
Wyclef Jean
Production
Pras
Pras
Production
Jerry Duplessis
Jerry Duplessis
Co‑production
Prakazrel
Prakazrel
Production
Rawle Gittens
Rawle Gittens
Assistance d’ingénierie
Brian Dozoretz
Brian Dozoretz
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jay Nicholas
Jay Nicholas
Assistance d’ingénierie
Storm Jefferson
Storm Jefferson
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mike Roach
Mike Roach
Assistance d’ingénierie
Alex Olsson
Alex Olsson
Assistance d’ingénierie
Manny Lecuona
Manny Lecuona
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Warren Riker
Warren Riker
Ingénierie de mixage

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We got the Refugee Allstars rub-a-dubbing in the club Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Praswell Nah mean, the streets are getting a little crazy Looka 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 mister funkmaster, pump the Bee Gees And all you college students, play your Ouijas 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, ah huh ah huh John Forte, grab the mic, let's sway this way 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 My crew's slang flow, worldwide like a current With the every spot where nobody got insurance Brother, do the math, you ain't half near exotic My man's claim true, you forget about it Po-po just a nuisance, like my influence Well, recognize you a lie trying do it Got juice, told your lady Oops! We Nutz Baby Smooth and charismatic, automatic You gonna save me God bless the day that my sons survive We strive to teach the youth, baby, and stay alive 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 But it ain't in my plan to make moves without the fam I keep it intact Yo 'Clef, do the track 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 Drinks at the bar, my American Express Yo, I cook up, cook up The copper pull up, pull up Then 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 Hey yo, 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... Yeah Live at the Carnival '97 'til infinity Ha Refugee all-stars 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
Writer(s): Maurice Ernest Gibb, Nel Wyclef Jean, Robin Hugh Gibb, Samuel Prakazrel Michel, Barry Alan Gibb, John E. Forte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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