Teksty piosenek - Wyclef Jean - tekst piosenki - Oh what a night

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      Intro Its funny how the earth rotates Man, you never know what's going to happen You know, I mean All i say was I got this slang that make The chitty-bang bang The dang-da-dang The nappy head brain And it all got started for me, man Yo man, I am just gettin back from the tour, man Yo, what it be like man Yo bus it Uh, turn me up Somebody told me If you can make it in New York City, Man, you can make it Anywhere else, man Somehow I believe dat shh man Chorus: Oh, what a night Wyclef Uh! ho ho Late December 1993 What happen Who thought he would rule the industury What an M.C on my mic Verse 1 Yo, I aint alway have whips I aint always have yachts I aint always have chips I aint always havae rocks Matter of fact I was a grimy little Negro Who said if the music didnt Work Id sell diesel What yall though I wasnt raised in the projects First of athe month waitin for dat P.A check Lived on the first floor We was so poor that if you rung the buzzer The roaches would answer the door Who is it I went from boy to man in One night When I saw my life Flash like life from poltergeist What made it worse I couldn't speak English But from his facial expressions He wanted my Adidas So warriors come out to play I be damned if I leave Barefooted in his hallway And I got big plalns So beg your pardon 'Cause next year this time I'ma sell out the Garden Repeat Chrous Verse 2 I aint gona brag and boast And said I did it all But I'm the only rapper that play Carnegie Hall The first rap group video cost a million First rapper to ever rep for da Haitians Sa passe Na bulle Grammy night we took three away Twenty-two million sold I cant believe this There still aint a rap group alive That could achieve this But I aint satisfied Went back to my own Continplatin' how could I become The next Quincy Jones Thats when Jerry hit me up on the horn and said Clef, you on the cover of The Source, Vibe, and Rolling Stone No more struggling Good life, we lovin it You could live it too, If you on ya he he publishing So here we go So whats the scenario I own so many cars That I'm rentin them for videos Repeat Chorus I had a good time, girl I gotta go now Dont cry, I be back (hey baby) Bridge I'm leaving on a concord plane I dont know when Ill be back again I gotta hit this road and make this dough I gotta pay for my crib in Mexico She said Hold me, Dont ever le me go But Im leaving on a concord plane I don't know when Ill be back again I gotta hit this road and make this dough Night after night Show after show She said, Hold me, don't ever tell me go Oh, Oh, Oh Oh, Oh, Oh
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