(You got the vocab) I got the vocab (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab Yo, this is the Fugees About to take you on a journey Into the dimensions of the Booka basement The basement,

And I, I can barely breathe And I don't know what to do Doin' everything, tryin' to keep my cool But it's hot, hot, hot in here Yeah, I can't take her anywhere It's so hot, hot, hot in here Oh, so hot, hot, hot in here She jumped in my truck in her bare

You were lucky to be With somebody like me Baby I'm a queen, yeah yeah Oh, oh hell no You just set the tone You must have not known That I'm not no One night only, well No I'm not, no I'm not no

I've been on the grind tryna find my way People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay People tell me I should let my light get away Heaven knows that I'm gonna make it one day People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (yeah) We gon' let this shit

Falling all in I'm thinking baby There's no safety net that's underneath, I'm free Trapped up on a tightrope now we're here, we're free Be mine, be mine, yeah Anytime, anytime Ooh, you know I've been alone for quite a while haven't I? I thought I knew it

Gimme that night fever, night fever We know how to do it We know how to show it More than a woman, more than a woman to me And that sweet city woman Controlling my mind and my soul When you reach out for me Yeah, and the feelin' is right Then I get night

Leonardo DiCaprio Break up with a text Bitch, I write a check Watch me with a chick Take off in a jet So I just never stress I don't know what's next, yeah I don't want my ex, no Girl, you know the rest (bye, bye hoe)

Is it really picture perfect? Well I'ma wait my turn then 'cause I know we gon' burn it Yeah, picture perfect I, I, I apologize for the times that he hurt you Realize it, you know he don't deserve you If you were mine, girl, I'd show you what you're

Ya know what I mean Busta Rhymes in the place y'all Let me tell ya a little something, Yeah, alright Busta 1995, this year I want One of them Crazy, Sexy-Cool women Ya know what I'm sayin' One of them real crazy, just sexy

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends