Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy I'm sure y'all heard about my dad Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy This one goes out for everybody that lost somebody Da
For midnight lovers only A slow jam exclusive Hot ninety three point one
ki soti an Italy Men nou konnen wyclef pa janm mache san fizi Mezanmi si li fe nwa map tire sou la lune Paske nou konnen Wyclef Jean se Jean-Jacques
{'Masquerade, 93.1, this is Big E Who goes there" "Hello, yes, am I on the air?" "Fo sho, live and clear, baby" "Hi, this is Kwaliah, I would like to
God Peace God You gave me the voice to speak, God Speak God Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets hard Peace God Peace You gave me the voice to speak, God Masquerade
it Yo, if you don't stop, I'm gonna get you before you get yourself This has been Philipe Luciano broadcasting live on Hot 93.1 Masquerade Holla
It's funny how the Earth rotates, man you never know what's Going to happen, ya know mean? All I said was "Aiight, I got this chiki bang bang dang da
Yo this is jimmy henchman and you wouldn't wanna be in what I be in Now if you want management, 1-800-henchman, boy Straight up on 93.1 masquerade
the pissy hallways Bangin' on the project walls all day Yo, if it wasn't for the PJ's, y'all probably never heard of me Y'all be like, "Who the hell is Wyclef
Wyclef, Butch Cassidy, Sharissa (What up? Uh) From the West Indies to the West Coast Callabo (You say keep it gangsta) But when the beef come, you're
look like Bin Laden So I have problems when I go to the airport First thing they do, they wanna ask me for my passport The said Wyclef we love the Fugees
This joint right here It goes out for the fellas Creepin in the lady's home when they man ain't home Ladies help me say If you ain't treatin your girlfriend
I'm just sittin' here playin' the guitar City high Claudette and 'Clef Excuse me if you see me screamin' but deep in my mind I'm only dreamin','cuz if
scream for the people, man To my killers in the club with the burners that be screamin' out blow Ain't no need to shoot tonight To my ladies that be shakin' they ass to that Wyclef
to reminisce should I do music or sell rocks Grow my own crops livin' in the PJs That's when an Angel Gabriel, said "It's all a masquerade eyes wit no
I remember playin' my guitar in the projects A product of the environment I told my Mom I'ma get up out of da hood My Dad taught me the American dream
clearly one of a kind It's best you realize only the fittest survive For cowards it's suicide so don't come outside You don't wanna come outside Masquerade
a masquerade Paid for your billboard slots You're a masquerade Because the block knows hot You're a masquerade You're livin' in a, you're livin' in a Masquerade
