[The Rock]
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Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp
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And you're bout to smell what the Rock is cookin'
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[Wyclef Jean](The Rock)
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Yo this is strictly a club record
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Dedicated to everybody who used to stand outside in the cold
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When the F-L-E-X was spinnin at the Red Zone, hooded down
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And these tired bouncers would not let me in
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YouknowwhatI'msayin?
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Yo, yo, yo
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I got fifty Bentley's in the West Indies
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(It doesn't matter!)
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I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees
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(It doesn't matter!)
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I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
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(It doesn't matter!)
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Cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
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Come up in the hood and they take everything you wearin
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Back in the days it was all about the clubs
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And the so-called thugs used to dance the break for love
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The girls, they wouldn't say HEY!
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Unless you bought 'em champagne like it was they birthday
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Me, I used to stand outside
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Hustlin my way in I'm on the guest list plus five!
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Who's performin tonight? He said Shabba
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Mister Lover Daddy he be the selector
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(Someone jump the Rock's up in here)
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Disrespect emcees and catch a smack in your left ear
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Light up like Vegas when it's time to gamble
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Girls scream for me like I was part of the Beatles
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But I'm not honey, but I could be your Paul McCartney
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and "Ebony or Ivory" into my Jacuzzi
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Foundation like Kool Herc, or DJ Red Alert goes bezerk
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The needle ain't skip the record jerked
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Cause y'all jumpin' too hard
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(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
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[Wyclef](The Rock)
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I got fifty Bentley's in the West Indies
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(It doesn't matter!)
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I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees
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(It doesn't matter!)
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What? I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
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(It doesn't matter!)
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Yo cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
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Come up in the hood and they take everything you wearin
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Yo Rock I just bought a fresh Bentley
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(It doesn't matter you just bought a fresh Bentley!)
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[Wyclef](Melky Sedeck)
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How many of y'all ever been to a barbecue
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And you always got an aunt or uncle
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wanna show you how the old dances go
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And they start it off like this
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Electric slide on the dance floor
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Freaky-deaky like Studio 54
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GIRLS!! Until the IRS raids it
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Drug money get converted into music
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The dope man becomes an entertainer
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Leave that crack alone! I told the customers
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I'm into bigger and better things Mr. Fiend
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You want a hit? Give me a guitar and a drum machine
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And the crowd will scream loud when the bass thump
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I can smell it in the air, the smell is funk
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{*cough cough*} Excuse me I gotta cough
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Girl you in so much ice you could freeze New York
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You're man must really love you, what does he do for a living?
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(He works on Wall Street he's only home two nights a week)
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That's when she said a little too much conversation
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Think she want to indulge in lyrical masturbation
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So I proceeded with the conversation, I said
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Can I offer you a glass of Merlot Mrs. No Name?
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(Let's get it straight huh, my name's Veronica)
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She had the ass the size of South America
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She said ain't you that kid that sing Guantanamera
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way before Ricky Martin sung "Livin' La Vida Loca"
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What hood you come from?
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I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in Jerusalem
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The New Jerusalem yup, that's short for New Jersey
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Checked my watch it was a quarter to three
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Slid to her crib when we opened the door
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Her man was on the bottle waiting for her with the 44
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[Wyclef](The Rock)
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Now what it look like, it ain't really that
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(It doesn't matter!)
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So he cocked the gat at my top hat
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(It doesn't matter!)
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Are you crazy? You was married!
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(It doesn't matter!)
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Cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
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Come up in your hood and they take everything you wearin
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Yeah that's when shorty walked up to her man
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And she said I gotta go I can't be here no more
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And she said this
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[Melky Sedeck]
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Take me home, to the place
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I belong at the Refugee Camp
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And the Booga basement
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That's where I live, oh
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Come on
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Yo Rock I sold like seventeen million records
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(It doesn't matter how many records you've sold!)
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Alright I'm with you, yo check it out
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You wanna go get diamond rings?
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(It doesn't matter if the Rock wants to go get diamond rings or not!)
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Man listen, listen
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I just got two new Grammy's man
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(It doesn't matter about your Grammy's!)
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It doesn't matter
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It Doesn`t Matter (Ca Ne Me Fait Rein)
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| Wyclef Jean |
