What A Night Lyrics - Wyclef Jean

It's funny how the Earth rotates, man you never know what's 

going to happen, ya know mean? 

All I said was "Aiight, I got this chiki bang bang dang da dang" 

Then it all got it started for me, man 

Yo, man I'm just getting back from the tour, man 

What it be like, man? 

Yo, bust it, turn me up 

Somebody told me if you can make in New York City, man, you can 

make it anywhere else, man 

Somehow I believe that shhhh 

(Chorus) 

Oh, what a night 

Late December, 1993 (what happened?) 

Who thought he would rule the industry? 

What an MC on the mic 

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Yo, I ain't always have whips, I ain't always have yachts 

I ain't always have chips, I ain't always have rocks 

Matta fact I was a grimey little negro 

Who said if music didn't work, I'd sell diesel 

What cha'll thought, I wasn't raised in the projects? 

First of the month waitin for that PA check 

Lived on the first floor 

Were 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 light from poltergeist 

What made it worse, I couldn't speak English 

But from his facial expressions, he wanted my Adidas 

So hurry up and come out and play 

I'll be damned if I leave bare-footed in this hallway 

And I got big plans, so beg your pardon 

Cause next year this time I'ma sell out the Garden 

(Chorus) 

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Yo, yo, I ain't gonna brag and boast and say I did it all 

But I'm the only rapper to play Carnegie Hall 

The first rap group, video cost a million 

First rapper to ever rep for the Haitians 

And sa fa say, na boolay 

Grammy night, we took 3 away 

22 million sold, I can't believe this 

There's still ain't a rapper alive who could achieve this 

But I ain't satisfied, when back to my home contemplating 

How could I become the next Quincy Jones? 

That's when Jerry hit me up on the horn and said 

"Clef, your on the cover of 

the cover of The Source by The Rolling Stones" 

No more struggling, good life we loving it 

You could live it too, if you only publish it 

So here we go, so what's the scenario? 

I own so many cars that I'm renting 'em for videos 

(Chorus)