We got the refugees all-stars rubba dubbin' in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell
Nah mean the streets are gettin' a little crazy

Looka looka looka looka looka
Looka looka looka here looka Shorty got back
Should I ask her for a dance, hold on there's too many in a wolf pack
And besides Dirtycash talkin' to her
Buyin' her fake furs and takin' her to the fever

Quite as his kept that ain't even his Benz
She spends his Franklins at the malls with her friends
Material girl, livin' in a material world
But it's alright 'cause it's Saturday Night
So mista funkmaster pump the Bee Gees

And all you college students bring your Ouijas'
Check the spellin', are E F you G E E get the CD from Sam Goody
You ain't even close wit the rhymes that you wrote
Don't be mad 'cause you broke, let me clear my throat
John Forte grab the mic, roots sway it this way

I more than just a rhymer you still a small timer
Hopin' that the game treat that ass a little kinda
Every step tango'd, your beat don't concern me
I'm eatin' mangoes in Trinadad wit attorneys
My crews slang flow worldwide like a current

Wit da every spot where nobody get insurance
Brotha do the math you ain't half near exotic
My man's claim true, you forget about it
Pope hoe just a new stance like my influence
Well recognize you a lie tryin' do it

Got juice told your lady oops, we nuts baby
Smooth and charizmatic automatic, you gonna save me
God bless the day that my sons survive
We strive to teach the youth baby and stay alive

Refugee camp nuts baby, John Forte, yo watch your lady
Yo watch your lady, special, I'll rhyme Dirtycash
Yo if you got more than
Dollar in your pocket right now put your hands up

Yo yo, you can tell by the way I roll shorty that I'm a ladies man
A business man, condos down the shore, multi million pension plans
But it ain't in my plan to make move without the fam
I keep it intact, you Clef do the track

John play da mack while I pay the tax
Business as usual, watchin' suspects, steal my assets
Get cut with Gillettes, we built this concept, connect like Nynex
Drinks at the bar, my American Express

Yo I cook up, cook up, the cop a pull up pull up
Then I cuff up, cuff up, you who's callin' bluff
Now you shook up, shook up 'cause you lock up, lock up
When I love up, love up, you who's callin' bluff

Hey yo John is chillin', Dirtycash chillin'
What more can I say, we livin'
That's what we got, we got it good
And since you understood, we be

Yeah, live at the carnival, 97 till infinite, refugee all-stars
Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining
You wanna stop the shining, you wanna stop the shining
Can't stop the shining, can't stop the shining

Writer : GIBB, BARRY / GIBB, MAURICE ERNEST / GIBB, ROBIN HUGH / PRAKAZREL, MICHEL SAMUEL / JEAN, NEL WYCLEF / FORTE, JOHN R.
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, HELENE BLUE MUSIQUE LTD