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Fugees - Fu gee la
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[CLEF] 
We used to be number 10 
But now we're permanent one 
Wyclef, Preacher's Son, Ichi bang, 
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 Thing 
[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 testthis 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 smell the weak out like safari 
Play you out like Atari 
Sacrifice you Hari Kari 
And I'm sorry, 
To every single rapper, Dick and Harry 
Saying they want to spar me 
Cause how thick my repertoire 
And my memoir be 
Reminding me of eating Calamari 
in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari. 
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss refugees, and 
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound set's bootie , and 
[LAURYN]:CHORUS 
Oooh La La La, 
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our ting 
Oooh La La La, 
It's the remix sound that the Refugees Bring 
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, 
Sweeeeet Thing 
[PRAZ] 
I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees, 
Sitting in the cool breeze in the West Indies 
Flea to sea, Ship my keys 
On the Santa Maria, sip Sangria with senoritas 
(They keep telling me this and telling me that) 
They smile in my face then they talk behind my back 
But what they lack is the facts about my stats 
My rap impact will kill you softly like Roberta Flack 
[CLEF] 2X 
Ayo, What's goin' on 
Armageddon come you know we soon done 
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump 
A boy on the side of Babylon, 
Trying to front like he's down with 
Mount Zion.