Feat. Wyclef & El Cata

Wyclef Jean: Ladies and Gents, you're tuned to the sounds of Fantine and
Wyclef. Heads Music Baby.

You hear them horns?
I hear them horns
Know what that mean?
Know what that mean
Everybody dance now

Yeah, I'm back on my MPC
Miami Beach, of '93
Spring Break, y’all know how I do
Her crew too live, ask Uncle Luke
Yeah, she's the life of the party for the DJ
You call her Too Short, but she run the bay
Now where my ladies at?
Making them big bucks
Staying loaded like lux

My product is so physical
My body is my asset
My feelings are so hidden
Though my body isn't

And when I'm strutting, winding
Glitter blinding, struck by lighting, so exciting
Extra flirty, never dirty when you come around
And I could take your

Credit card or rubber band money
It don't matter to me I could be your playboy bunny (alright then)
Credit card or rubber band money
It don't matter to me I could be your playboy bunny

Private dancer for money
I'm just trying to make a dollar today
(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)
Cuz it's hard in the city
Ain't nobody giving nothing away
(I like the way you dance)

Private dancer for money
I'm just trying to make a dollar today
(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)
Cuz it's hard in the city
Ain't nobody giving nothing away
(I like the way you dance)

You hear them horns?
I hear them horns
Know what that mean?
Know what that mean
Everybody dance now

Welcome to my champagne room
It don't rain, no, it monsoon.
Keep your hands to yourself
You're my favorite, cuz you pay well

And when I'm strutting, winding
Glitter blinding, struck by lighting, so exciting
Extra flirty, never dirty when you come around
And I could take your

Credit card or rubber band money
It don't matter to me, I could be your playboy bunny (alright then)
Credit card or rubber band money
It don't matter to me, I could be your playboy bunny

Private dancer for money
I'm just trying to make a dollar today
(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)
Cuz it's hard in the city
Ain't nobody giving nothing away
(I like the way you dance)

Private dancer for money
I'm just trying to make a dollar today
(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)
Cuz it's hard in the city
Ain't nobody giving nothing away

Ladies holla “What a Day"

Oh what a day, what a day,
What a crazy day, what a day, what a day?
It feels like Miami Sound Machine
Oh what a day, what a day,
What a crazy day, what a day, what a day?

El Cata where you at?

Tiene olfato, cotorra y joseo
Un radal que rebota mareo
No camina si no ve meneo
Le gustan lo caro, le gusta lo bueno
Tiene las chapas que pone a gastar
Yo pongo la funda, ella pone el patra
Dale vacana muevelo con to
Rompelo con to, no se diga mas

Private dancer for money
I'm just trying to make a dollar today
(I'm trying to make a dollar, I'm trying to make a dollar)
Cuz it's hard in the city
Ain't nobody giving nothing away
(Nobody's givin' nothing away, oh)

Private dancer for money
I'm just trying to make a dollar today
(Ven y gánatelo suda'o, ven y gánatelo suda'o)
Cuz it's hard in the city
Ain't nobody giving nothing away

Nobody's givin' nothing away

We keep it funky man
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