Fantine - What A Day lyrics
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 a**et 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