Fu Ge La lyrics

Artist  : Fugees 
Song : Fu Ge La



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[CLEF]
We used to be number 10
Now we're
permanent one,
In the battle lost my finger,
Mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your
nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Tell the woman
be easy Naah squeeze the Charmin
Test Wyclef,
see death flesh get scorned.
Beat you so bad
make you feel like you ain't wanna be born
And
tell your friends stay the hell out of my
lawn.
Chicken George became Dead George
stealin' chickens from my farm.
Damn, Another
dead pigeon
If your mafiosos then I'm bringin'
on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my
body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death
while she was tongue-kissing a razor
blade.
That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll
write a horror
Blackula comes to the ghetto,
jacks an ACURA
Stevie Wonder sees Crack Babies
Be-Coming Enemies of their own families.
What's
going 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.
[LAURYN]:CHORUS
Oooh La La
La,
It's the way that we rock when we're doing
our thang
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
[LAURYN]
Yeah in saloons we drink
Boone's and battle goons till high noon,
Bust
rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like
poon poon's.
See hoochies pop coochies, for
Gucci's and Lucci
Find me in my Mitsubishi,
eatin' sushi, bumpin' Fugees.
Hey Hey
Hey
Try to take the crew and we don't play
play
Say say say
Like Paul McCartney, not
hardly,
ODD-ly enough
I can see right
through your bluff
Niggas huff and they puff
but they can't handle us, WE BUST
Cause we
fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley
High",
Cried when Cochise died.
I'm
twisted, black-listed by some other
negroes,
Don't remove my Polos on the first
episode.
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You shouldn't diss
refugees, and
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You whole sound
set's bootie , and
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You have to
respect JERSEY, cause I'm superfly when
I'm
super-high on the
Fu-Gee-La.
[LAURYN]:CHORUS
Oooh La La
La,
It's the way that we rock when we're doing
our thang
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
[PRAZ]
I
sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees,
Smokin'
beadies as I burn my calories,
Brooklyn roof
tops become Brooklyn tee-pees,
Who that be,
enemies, wanna see the death of me.
>From
Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons,
like
Buju Banton, I'm a true champion,
like,
Farakkhan reads his Daily Qu'ran it's a
phenomenon,
lyrics fast like
Ramadan.
[CLEF] (2X)
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.
[LAURYN]:CHORUS 2X
Oooh La La
La,
It's the way that we rock when we're doing
our thang
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