SHAKIRA - Hips Don't Lie Lyrics (Feat. Wyclef Jean)

SHAKIRA - Hips Don't Lie Lyrics

(Feat. Wyclef Jean)



Ladies up in here tonight

No fighting, no fighting

We got the refugees up in here

No fighting, no fighting



Shakira, Shakira



I Never really knew that she could dance like this

She makes a man want to speak Spanish

Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa?



Shakira, Shakira



Oh baby when you talk like that

You make a woman go mad

So be wise and keep on

Reading the signs of my body



And I'm on tonight

You know my hips don't lie

And I'm starting to feel it's right

All the attraction, the tension

Don't you see baby, this is perfection



Hey Girl, I can see your body moving

And it's driving me crazy

And I, didn't have the slightest idea

Until I saw you dancing



And when you walk up on the dance floor

Nobody cannot ignore the way you move your body, girl

And everything so unexpected -the way you right and left it

So you can keep on shaking it



I never really knew that she could dance like this

She makes a man want to speak Spanish

Como se llama, si bonita, si mi casa, su casa



Shakira, Shakira



Oh baby when you talk like that

You make the woman go mad

So be wise and keep on

Reading the signs of my body



I am on tonight

You know my hips don't lie

And I am starting to feel you boy

Come on lets go, real slow

Don't you see baby asi es perfecto



Oh I know I am on tonight my hips don't lie

And I am starting to feel it's right

All the attraction, the tension

Don't you see baby, this is perfection



Shakira, Shakira



Oh boy, I can see your body moving

Half animal, half man



I don't, don't really know what I'm doing



But you seem to have a plan

My will and self restraint

Have come to fail now, fail now

See, I am doing what I can, but I can't so you know

That's a bit too hard to explain



Baila en la calle de noche

Baila en la calle de noche



Baila en la calle de noche

Baila en la calle de d?a



I never really knew that she could dance like this

She makes a man want to speak Spanish

Como se llama, si bonita, si mi casa, su casa



Shakira, Shakira



Oh baby when you talk like that

You know you got me hypnotized

So be wise and keep on

Reading the signs of my body



Se?orita, feel the conga, let me see you move like you come from Colombia



Mira en Barranquilla se baila as?, say!

Mira en Barranquilla se baila as?



Yeah



She's so sexy every man's fantasy a refugee like me back with the refugees from a 3rd world country

I go back like when 'pac carried crates for Humpty Humpty

We need a whole club dizzy

Why the CIA wanna watch?

From Colombians and Haitians



I ain't guilty, it's a musical transaction

No more do we snatch ropes

Refugees run the seas 'cause we own our own boats



I'm on tonight, my hips don't lie

And I'm starting to feel you boy

Come on let's go, real slow

Baby, like this is perfecto



Oh, you know I'm on tonight and my hips don't lie

And I am starting to feel it's right

The attraction, the tension

Baby, like this is perfection.



No fighting!



No Fighting.

WYCLEF JEAN - What’s Clef Lyrics

WYCLEF JEAN - What’s Clef Lyrics

[Phone Rings]

[Phone Voice Sample]
If you'd like to make a call, dial your operator
If you need help, try, try again
Try, try again

[Wyclef Jean]
I got it started to my face
I got it started to my face, right?
What you thought, there wasn't gonna be no retaliation?
Ha, ha, ha
You gotta be kiddin'!
You call my name four times on a record?
Heh, heh!

[Phone Rings]

[Phone Voice Sample]
If you need help, try, try again
Try again

[Wyclef Jean]
Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song will last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"
Body moves, the battles, bullets, the lesson
You write about being a veteran, but not a legend
Back from the war with thirty-two medals of honor
You claimin' underground but never been to Bobbito the Barber
Gimme them medals back, since you forgot how to rap
Call DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old records at
Like Channel Five karate, my kick is gonna reach ya
A new episode where the student kills the teacher
Any last words before I send you to your dream?
Hold my hands and pray
[lyrics in Creole]
You don't got knowledge yourself
So you don't know what that mean, a'ight?
Who suped you up to do the record in the first place?
It lacked taste, you get "The Gas Face" like 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference room table
When you hear this record, you bound to go AWOL
I worked too hard, for this life is serious
This ain't bulls-eye, I ain't your target practice
So call Mr. Martin, I rarely kill often
But in this sound clash, I got a bodybuilder's coffin
Back from Miami where your record got no heat
That's why your Def Jam interns call it "Battle of the Beats"
You're weak nigga!

[Phone Rings]

[Phone Voice Sample]
If you need help, try, try again
Try again

[Wyclef Jean]
Yo, this my question

[The Product]
What's your question?

[Chorus]
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a Bob Marley impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
Tell your ghost writers, "Go write something better"

[Phone Rings]

[Phone Voice Sample]
If you need help, try, try again
Try again

[Wyclef Jean]
Guess who? Uh-oh, uh-oh
Here we go-o, uh-oh
Every two records you do scenario
You get the best MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you callin' fire for your cremation
Jammin' and cool, sumpthin' like you
Jamaicans say, "L.L. a fool"
Kids wet too who do the pool
Let bells ring like Sunday school
L.L. Cool J is hard as hell?
So hard at night he's Jezebel
I heard the teller, Himmemel
How you think he wrote the song?
Rock the bells!

[The Product]
Yo, Clef
I know you got styles, but get back to the issue kid
This is real!

[Wyclef Jean]
Yo, don't get me angry, like the Hulk, I'll turn green
Your marriage is a cover up, 'cause you use Vaseline
Fun love of hip-hop, these lyrics got you steamed
Knowing damn well that bad men don't wear g-strings
Another side of Clef, the face you won't seein' oppressed
I even got the Devil worshippers sayin', "God bless"
You star struck, and I'ma buck you like Carlito
And when they say, "Who did it?," you tell them Benny Blanco
Wyclef, preacher's son, check the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty million
MCA buy Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
And I'll even, get you an ad in "The Source"
You'll be the first rapper selling products for hair loss
The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef
The return of Jack the Ripper was only to meet his death
The next time, you wanna dis me for kicks
Get off my dick, go somewhere and lick your lips, bitch!

[Phone Rings]

[Phone Voice Sample]
If you need help, try, try again
Try again

[The Product]
Rest in peace!

[Chorus]
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's Clef?
I'm not a muscle man impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
Watch what you ask for, 'cause you just might get it

[Naomi Campbell]
Yo, this is Naomi Campbell chillin' with Wyclef
I just wanna tell you L.L., your record is wack
L.L., why don't you just give up?

[Phone Rings]

[Phone Voice Sample]
If you need help, try, try again
Try again
If you need help, try, try again
Try, try again

Hollywood Meets Bollywood (Immigration) Lyrics

Wyclef Jean feat Chamillionaire - Hollywood Meets Bollywood (Immigration) Lyrics

[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
Good morning America
I wanna welcome y'all to Egypt, the land of the pyramids, yeah
We got the UK in the house, U.S., India
Jerusalem, people in Israel, shalom~!
In the New Jerusalem, Jersey, ya HEARRRRRD me
China, Africa, South America
My people in Russia, I see y'all in Brooklyn
Canada, Asia, okay, let's go - yeah
Hollywood to Bollywood
Get ready India, I'm coming!
Wyclef, Chamillionaire, talk to them

[Chorus: Wyclef] + (Chamillionaire)
Bounce (when you hear the sound of them si-rens)
Bounce (when they pull them guns cause they fi-ring)
Whoahhhh, mucho trabajo
Poquito di-ne-ro, I can't take this no more
I've got to BOUNCE! Ah-ma-na-mahh, na-ma-na-mahh-ya-lalee
(When you're on the run you'll get numb see)
Whoahhhh, let me help you a-mi-go
Hollywood meet Bollywood and Brooklyn on the drums

[Verse One: Wyclef Jean]
Marco Polo was an immigrant (yes he was)
Columbus was an immigrant (yes he was)
Even America was named after an immigrant...
... yes he was!
People in the East (right here)
People in the West (right here)
People in the North (right here)
Let me tell you 'bout the South
Harriet Tubman, Underground, Underground Railroad
ReFugees, in de seas, see them in they sailboats
I got love for Miami all day
But if my Cubans get to stay, why y'all turn my Haitians away?
Immigration knockin at my do'
I don't know what they knockin fo'
It's so hard to live as illegal aliens
Talk to 'em!

Ladies and gents, Bollywood meet Hollywood
You in the middle
Back to Cairo

[Chorus] - last five words changed to "Chamillionaire, Texas go!"

[Verse Two: Chamillionaire]
Partner named True, did you say he was next?
Tell him let's better, rally aimin to get
No green card but he made it to Tex-as
Yes, they evadin arrest
You need one he can get you three
Never gettin caught was his specialty
Livin life like he was a ReFugee
Didn't like him, give a F-U-C
K, ay man he had to chase it
Clock kept tickin so he had to race it
Had to make it, back to basics
Followin the law, naw, had to break it
Can't get a job, no applications
Need money now, no havin patience
Now they got him runnin in faster paces
You lookin through the water - hey, that's The Matrix

[Interlude: Wyclef]
Immigration knockin at my do'
I don't know what they knockin fo'
It's so hard to live as illegal aliens

[Chorus]

[Outro: Wyclef Jean]
Ladies and gentlemen, straight from Bombay
You experiencin the great composer Ab'dish
When Wyclef show up for the first time
Bollywood meet Hollywood
Over 250 violins, let's go Haiti!
We everywhere, geyeah
Carribeans stand up, bring me my elephant~!

You wanna hear me speak Punjabi, okay
{*Punjabi*} Okay {*Punjabi*} What's next?
{*Punjabi*} Okay {*Punjabi*} Okay
{*Punjabi*} Okay {*Punjabi*} Yeah
{*Punjabi to end*}

Wyclef Jean feat Chamillionaire - Hollywood Meets Bollywood (Immigration) Lyrics