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Freestyle - Fugees Lyrics - The Mix Tape, Vol. 1: 60 Minutes Of Funk - Funkmaster Flex

(Lauryn Hill) Yeah, we got Fugees up in here, haha! 

(Wyclef) Refugee camp y'all 

(Lauryn Hill) Funkmaster Flex up in here! 

(Wyclef) One two, yeah 

(Lauryn Hill) Yeah, yeah like this yo 

*singing* We bumped into Flex, yeahhh, two months ago 

(Wyclef) Yeah, yo what was he doing? 

(Lauryn Hill) Yo, hahaa, like this yo, word 

*singing* He was backstage at a Refugees show 

(Wyclef) Oh yeah, I think it was like the Mecca 

and Pete Rock on the wheels 

(Lauryn Hill) Word up, yeah 

*singing* He said Fu's could you rock yeah (yeah yeah, one time) 

Or maybe you won't (one time) oh yeah, oh yeah 

So we bust in the back of a big gray Cadillac 

Oh my honey... yeah yeah 

With nickels and dimes busting fat freestyle rhymes 

Oh baby, and we crazy, yeah, so we break it down like this 

I'm not Japanese but I drive a Mitsubishi 

Not Spanish, but I eat arroz con pollo 

Not Haitian, but I eat seaweed seskwa 

Mama-se-mama-sa-mama-ma-ku-sa 

 

(Wyclef) 

Chi-blah, chi-blah, chi-blah, chi-blah-blah-blah-blah-bamba 

Check out de numba one rapper comin through your speaker 

This is how Flex reach ya, bust it 

For the kid he say, freestyle all day 

From Brooklyn to L.A. it's the ay ay ay 

If a bwoy wan fi test a now de bwoy get sway 

When we come in dancehall all de roaches Raid, bust it 

Cool fellow, in the dancehall stay mellow 

All that guntalk who woulda thought you'd die yellow 

Penny drug dealer, work for the vampire 

New York to Newark, Captain Kirk he works for sandwiches 

Number, zero, hit, professional 

If you saw the movie then you know no one's Untouchable 

Don't take this personal it's just family business 

With this accomplice snitch now he sleeps with the fish 

Wyclef Preacher's Son 

Refugee Camp with the Funkmaster Flex in the house (Refugees up in here, yeah) 

Got L in the house, and Prazwell up (hahahaha, ha like this) 

 

[Funkmaster Flex blends into Doug E. Fresh's "I-Ight"]