Conexión Caribeña - Wyclef Jean, Cryptic

This a caribbean connection

Wyclef should’ve won the election

Oh, by the way, fuck FEMA, they ain’t help my people, yeah, after Maria

This here’s for my boricuas, daddy grew up on Pun’s block

Where they witnessing the gunshots, from New York and I Milly Rock

Yeah, this one is for Johnny, yeah

And he used to drive an Audi, he had money like a Saudi, yeah

Yo quiero mucho dinero, yeah, mi padre fue on Machetero

Hoodie on like Carmelo, yeah, y mami eres lo que quiero

Now that I hit 'em with Spanish I’ma go back in my bag, yeah

I’ma go get to the money and vanish, never come back, yeah

If I had a million dollars I would probably spend it on Channel

And I would give my girl a Birkin bag, and she used to wear them Birkenstocks

I’m a ball player how I work the clock, yeah, yeah

Fuck generational wealth, I want Arabian wealth

Got a couple lawyers on retainer they can never take me to jail

I got a black card and a black suburban that’s a black car

Walk in to Saks Fifth and I buy all the Gucci duffels, yeah

I need Migos for the ad-libs, Goyard bags, I’ll buy a couple

I don’t do no talking, I ain’t into gossip

In a black Suburban like I’m in the congress

Puerto Rican and a Haitian rapper

Yeah, you might’ve thought we was in the tropics

If you got a problem, we can get it poppin'

Heard Wyclef is going back to school so I decided to apply to college, yeah

Yeah, yeah

This a caribbean connection

Wyclef should’ve won the election

Oh, by the way, fuck FEMA, they ain’t help my people, yeah, after Maria

This here’s for, daddy grew up on Pun’s block

Where they witnessing the gunshots, from New York and I Milly Rock

Sweet dreams are made of these

She told me just believe

But why do we die like trees

Only the make-believe

Sweet dreams are made of these

She told me just believe

But why do we die like trees

Only the make-believe

Switch up!

before you drippy-drippy, litty-litty

I was smoking Kermit watching Mrs. Piggy

Seen the boomerang rang before Eddy Murphy

Seen the stranger things and the wall pulling on me

Pass the gasolina, the devils seed

Jesus got the, just smoking haze

Jimmy Hendrix blamed it on that purple haze

Thugs crying in the elevator, purple rain

Wait a minute, came to play

House party, bring the molly

I got ziggy, sticky-icky

Is he richy, shut up white boy, kill the pussy

I still pack a man like I’m AC-DC

This a caribbean connection

Wyclef should’ve won the election

Oh, by the way, fuck FEMA, they ain’t help my people, yeah, after Maria

This here’s for, daddy grew up on Pun’s block

Where they witnessing the gunshots, from New York and I Milly Rock