Horse & Carriage [Remix]

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Wyclef Jean

Wyclef Jeanelle Jean (/ˈwaɪklɪf ˈʒɑːn/; Haitian Creole pronunciation: [wajklɛf ʒã]; born October 17, 1969) is a Haitian American rapper, singer, record producer, and politician. At age nine, Jean moved to the United States with his family and has spent much of his life in the country. He first received fame as a member of the acclaimed New Jersey hip hop group the Fugees. more »

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1998

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[Silkk (Cam'Ron)]
Remix 
(That's right) Silkk the Shocker 
Uh Cam'Ron (You ain't know) No Limit 
(That's right) Untertainment 
(I'm here and there) mo' money 
(I'm here and there) 
Ya don't know? 

[Cam'Ron]
Aye yo I just walk wit' y'all I don't want to rhyme 
I just need talk wit' y'all 
Mamasita senorita 
I'm lookin' for my wifey 
Cats always love me, till they girls start to like me 
They don't know I'm sheisty, and all my jewels icy 
Tryin' to settle down Ma, stop actin' all feisty 
Cause 'I don't want to be a playa no more' 
Know it's soft, but I came with a core 
For the love of Money, Charli, whoa It Ain't My Fault 
Like Silkk, it's so timid, my trunk, it go wit' it 
The whole Squad is Terrorin', cats is No Limit 
And I'm a diplomat, I'm a diplomat 
Where my honies at? Where my money at? 
That's why we act like that 
Clak clak clak, pat pat pat! 
So all you girls bring your thongs and shit 
Don't front, cause you know what song this is 
Just don't know 

[Chorus: Wyclef]
Ya don't know what we're going through 
Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you 
What we're about to do 
You don't know 
Ya don't know what we're going through 
Ya don't know the things these thugs will do to you 
You and your family through 
Ya don't know 

[Big Punisher]
Yo, yo 
All the mommy's know me, the Spanish kid wit' the goat-ti 
And fixes the land, I be a mothafuckin' O.G. 
Ya my taste, thick in the waist, pretty in the face 
Dominican race, like my Twin Triple says 
Hot as hell, I'm trickin' in 
Shorties sharp as nails, the official chick 
Reppin' Uptown to Harlem World, where we at 
I'm up coughin' in the ambulance 
From way downtown, they got the Horses and the Carriages 
For forty bucks, you can ride and get ya hug on 
Another twenty, puff lye and get ya crush on 
It's all love, just like the Bud when ya hit it 
Cause way downtown, you know the fuzz is tryin' to hear it 
So when ya spark, ya make sure it's in the dark 
And most importantly, stay away from Central Park 
Cause cops live, just to put away a thug 
But not today, cause me and my baby in the Cabaret of Love 

[Chorus]

[Charli Baltimore]
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, uhh 
I thought I already barked on cats about Russ Hadden 
It ain't work, gotta Scream on cats like Wes Craven 
Oww! They ain't know I had it in me 
Like Lil' Kim, didn't know they had it in me 
Don't you know don't you know, we pull up from a show 
Cam and chrome bag the hos, in Prada bags all the dough 
And caked out, break out, uh 
Horse & Carriage, forced to marriage, been had too many carats 
And they ain't know, passin' that down 
Where I come from 
Ask Jane, that's my dun-dun 
How we handle them dumb dumb's 
And we like, Siskel and Ebert 
We review cats, thumbs up if they they shit's right 
And down if they new jack's 
You might see Charli, in a Benz or Ferrari 
Hennesey or Pacardi, gettin' bent at a party 
But I flip, be the new face, cover of Trace 
This the muthafuckin' remix, we ain't need no Mase 

Uh huh uh huh 
We like it (Slikk the Shocker) 
Uh huh uh huh (Cam'Ron, No Limit) 
(Untertainment) 
(Mo' money, ya heard me) 

[Silkk The Shocker]
I live life like a thug, cause time's is rough 
Convicted felon 
Now I'm like, rhyme for bucks 
Ball till I fall, should I say, my time is up 
And I cop you diamonds, never diamond cut 
Forget the money, cause I could ball with or without the shipment 
And I'm down girl, but I could ball with or without the chick 
Silkk the Shocker, Cam'Ron, now how you gonna doubt us a hit 
(Must be a car), Miss I could pull you, with or without the six 
Now I ain't the C-E-O, but I ain't far from it 
So if I ain't far from C-E-O 
That mean I ain't far from havin' C-E-O money 
Can't discuss what I'm worth, but I'm worth this much 
Like Mantigo, fall back like snatchin' purses for bust 
So many styles 
Drop a beat, I'ma drop a hit 
Rap game stop for the dope game 
And cop a brick 
No Limit Soldier baby, so watch the talk 
Get lost like, Oh It Ain't My Fault! 
I'm from the N-O, L-I, M-I to the T 
Tru my click, Silkk, the Shocker, yeah that's me 
Now look, money I'm tryin' to make it 
Bustas I'm tryin' to break, girls is like 
Ooh I love Silkk, and then, ooh I hate him! 
Cause they can't have me, but I don't look 
I can't afford to live average 
So senorita, let me walk you to my carriage 
Now I don't want to settle down, but we can do it like we married 
Cheese! 

[Chorus x2]

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