Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slumdog Millionaire, artist - Wyclef Jean. Album song 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
Date of issue: 22.11.2009
Record label: Carnival House
Song language: English
Slumdog Millionaire |
It seems like the only way you gon' hear me |
Is when I throw the autotune on my voice |
So rep yo city rep yo city |
Rep yo city rep yo city! |
Rep yo city rep yo city |
Rep yo city rep yo city! |
I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire |
I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire |
Ain’t nothing you gon' tell me that I can’t hear |
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare |
Sticks and stones may break my bones |
But names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater |
How does it feel when you u see me countin' paper paper? |
Some don’t like me cause I left the block |
I can’t be about 40 still on the block |
Look at you bout 50 still on the block |
Talkin' bout you got swag doin' same ol' gwap |
When I was young it was you I watched |
I said I wouldn’t make the same mistakes I got off the block |
You know the life of the refugee |
In any second I can become a deportee |
So when you talk about you got checks |
Boy you must be in a club high off a x |
Cause cash that we got it ain’t even in the states |
And the cars that we drop they got diplomatic plates |
This ain’t a rap song it’s the truth |
Google Wyclef Jean if you lookin for the proof |
And if you want me to sign you you got to be tri langual |
Ask IMPOSS he got the tri langual lingo |
I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire |
I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire |
Ain’t nothing you gon' tell me that I can’t hear |
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare |
Sticks and stones may break my bones |
But names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater |
How does it feel when you u see me countin' paper paper? |
Came from dirt, now my polo shirt; |
not a rinkle |
Y’all didn’t know my lingo’s tri langual |
My single; |
achete li…, achete le… |
Swo hot you can’t cop… UN… gotta cop… deux… |
All dem dudez from my block be screamin … rouge et blue … |
And dem cops on the block be aimin … ouvre les yeux… |
Oh if you don’t want anotha riot |
Stop firin at the innocent Mr. Sergeant! |
Yeah, hey time got hard but we had to push on |
Girls who didn’t like us now they call us Pouchon |
Slow motion: now they wanna wine slow |
All cause my flow’s sick you could call it the swine flow |
Box hataz, on my coner got Wyclef |
I push your mind right cause I don’t throw no weak left |
Every hit is a knock out punch |
Came from nothing now you see me pop out the brunch hen |
Surpass everybody by a landslide |
Fly first class now I’m up in N. Y |
And I was sent by Wyclef |
To be the champ I’m not by my self |
I got all young Haitian slumdog millionaire |
I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire |
I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire |
Ain’t nothing you gon' tell me that I can’t hear |
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare |
Sticks and stones may break my bones |
But names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater Hater Hater |
Rep yo city rep yo city |
Rep yo city rep yo city! |
Rep yo city rep yo city |
Rep yo city rep yo city! |
Lil Haiti we here Montreal, Brooklyn, Queens |
Stand up now |
I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire |
I’m a young Haitian slumdog millionaire |
Ain’t nothing you gon' tell me that I can’t hear |
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare |
Sa Pase records |
Haitian slumdog millionaire |
If IMPOSS can do it. |
so can you |
Wyclef Commander and chief |
N’ale Jerry Wonda on the cooka |
WwOouuhh.gad sent di riz sauce pois Kalalou sa mezanmi |