Текст песни Wyclef Jean - Low Income, слова песни Wyclef Jean

Текст песни Wyclef Jean - Low Income

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[Intro]Let um feel the beat firstI`m bout to come through your stereoShould I rhyme or start with the hook?Start with the hookTo my people who don`t wanna go to work Thank God it`s FridayCover me she bout to put up her skirtThank God it`s FridayDo Your mom now you act so berserkThank God it`s FridayWhat`s the track, what`s the track girl?She don`t wanna, she don`t wanna work on Monday(I wanna thank my hood)[Verse 1]For makin me a star before I had fast carsAnd couldn`t tell the difference between Whoppers and caviar Before the fameWay before things changedAll I wanted to do was freestyle and get a nameI used to work at the fast food restaurantFor minimum wageDreamin I`m on stageAt 17 I left the house Cause my father was a ministerAnd I didn`t want the Marvin routeWhat`s goin on?Today to sell a song you need a video with soft pornMC`s in the industryYou wanna tip? Don`t let them pimp you like GoldyAnd tell Sony they better have my moneyCause I play wit the Comodores and be like Lionel RichieLow Income, I stay so hungry that if 50 Cent came to rob meHe`d be part of my charity(I wanna thank my hood)[Chorus]To my people cuttin hair in the shopsThank God it`s FridayTo the thugs sweatin up in the chop shopsYo, it`s FridayTo my people that don`t got no jobEveryday it`s FridayWhat`s the track, what`s the track yo?She don`t wanna, she don`t wanna work on MondayAll the Ladies sing[Ladies]I don`t feel Like cookin you no breakfastThis mornin(Wyclef: All my hoodlums say)[Guys]Well, you don`t haveto cook me breakfastCause your girlfriend willAfter you leave(I wanna thank my hood)[Verse 2]For the love of moneyI know kids who`ll slit your throatFriday the 13thJason wit a trench coatBut you can`t scare Suzie Cause her man got so many uzi`s you`d think he was CadiviMeanwhile, she`s getting her nails doneCrystal clear so they could shine like wit diamondsIt`s such a shame what happened last weekMan they found her under the sheets with a letter from the Son of SamIt said to tell New York I ain`t sleepinYou want to be clubbin then you better pack your heat inAnd to my man G Swar Rest in PieceI still poor liquor 1 draw on the cocoa leafInhale, exhale smoke grassesPolices in the area, but ain`t no need to panicYou wit Wyclef you getting inIf not, then we gonna make CNN(I wanna thank my hood)To my people who don`t wanna go to workThank God it`s FridayCover me she bout to put up her skirtThank God it`s FridayDo your mom know you act so berserk?Thank God it`s FridayWhat`s the track, what`s the track girl?She don`t wanna she don`t wanna work on MondayYo, to my people cuttin here in the shopsThank God it`s FridayTo the thugs sweatin up in the chop shopsYo, it`s FridayTo my people who don`t got no job Everyday it`s FridayWhat`s the track, what`s the track yo?She don`t wanna she don`t wanna work on MondayAll the Ladies sing[Ladies]I don`t feel Like cookin you no breakfastThis mornin(Wyclef: All my hoodlums say)[Guys]Well, you don`t haveto cook me breakfastCause your girlfriend willAfter you leaveGuitar Solo(Daddy, play that guitar)

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