| It seems like the only way you gon' hear me
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| Is when I throw the autotune on my voice
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| So rep yo city rep yo city
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| Rep yo city rep yo city!
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| Rep yo city rep yo city
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| Rep yo city rep yo city!
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| I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| Ain’t nothing you gon' tell me that I can’t hear
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| Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
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| Sticks and stones may break my bones
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| But names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater
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| How does it feel when you u see me countin' paper paper?
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| Some don’t like me cause I left the block
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| I can’t be about 40 still on the block
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| Look at you bout 50 still on the block
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| Talkin' bout you got swag doin' same ol' gwap
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| When I was young it was you I watched
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| I said I wouldn’t make the same mistakes I got off the block
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| You know the life of the refugee
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| In any second I can become a deportee
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| So when you talk about you got checks
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| Boy you must be in a club high off a x
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| Cause cash that we got it ain’t even in the states
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| And the cars that we drop they got diplomatic plates
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| This ain’t a rap song it’s the truth
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| Google Wyclef Jean if you lookin for the proof
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| And if you want me to sign you you got to be tri langual
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| Ask IMPOSS he got the tri langual lingo
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| I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| Ain’t nothing you gon' tell me that I can’t hear
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| Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
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| Sticks and stones may break my bones
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| But names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater
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| How does it feel when you u see me countin' paper paper?
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| Came from dirt, now my polo shirt; |
| not a rinkle
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| Y’all didn’t know my lingo’s tri langual
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| My single; |
| achete li…, achete le…
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| Swo hot you can’t cop… UN… gotta cop… deux…
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| All dem dudez from my block be screamin … rouge et blue …
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| And dem cops on the block be aimin … ouvre les yeux…
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| Oh if you don’t want anotha riot
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| Stop firin at the innocent Mr. Sergeant!
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| Yeah, hey time got hard but we had to push on
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| Girls who didn’t like us now they call us Pouchon
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| Slow motion: now they wanna wine slow
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| All cause my flow’s sick you could call it the swine flow
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| Box hataz, on my coner got Wyclef
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| I push your mind right cause I don’t throw no weak left
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| Every hit is a knock out punch
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| Came from nothing now you see me pop out the brunch hen
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| Surpass everybody by a landslide
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| Fly first class now I’m up in N. Y
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| And I was sent by Wyclef
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| To be the champ I’m not by my self
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| I got all young Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| Ain’t nothing you gon' tell me that I can’t hear
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| Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
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| Sticks and stones may break my bones
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| But names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater
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| Rep yo city rep yo city
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| Rep yo city rep yo city!
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| Rep yo city rep yo city
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| Rep yo city rep yo city!
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| Lil Haiti we here Montreal, Brooklyn, Queens
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| Stand up now
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| I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| Ain’t nothing you gon' tell me that I can’t hear
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| Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
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| Sa Pase records
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| Haitian slumdog millionaire
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| If IMPOSS can do it. |
| so can you
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| Wyclef Commander and chief
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| N’ale Jerry Wonda on the cooka
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| WwOouuhh.gad sent di riz sauce pois Kalalou sa mezanmi |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slumdog Millionaire , by - Wyclef Jean. Song from the album From the Hut, to the Projects to the Mansion (DJ Drama Presents Wyclef Jean a.k.a. Toussaint St. Jean), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп