Bubblegoose (bakin' Cake Version) Lyrics - Wyclef Jean

When I was young, Mum bought me a guitar 

A microphone an' she said I'd go far 

She said, "Just keep it raw, the lyrics hardcore" 

Listen to my talk an' get up, I'm on the corner with my 

Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef an' Melky Sedeck 

I got a story to tell, here we go 

Sit right back an' hear a tale 

Of a hustler 'round my way 

Who used to clock around the block 

From where my grandma stayed 

Black BMW with rims to match 

Windows bulletproof 

One night, he jumped out the car 

An' caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

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He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

You can be at the party gettin' loose 

But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose 

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand 

Okay, what should I write next? 

Oh, yeah, an' if you don't know 

Success brings stress 

I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect call from Jeff 

The operator say, "If you accept, say yes" 

"Yes, what's the deal, son?", "Yo, I got bad news" 

Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues 

"The friends will make you, then too can break you 

They plan an execution like Fu Man Chu", "Who?" 

"You know the character from Channel 5 Kung Fu" 

"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm losin' you" 

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"Hey, yo, your cousin Rohann", "Uh huh", "Who used to sell bang" "Uh-huh", "DT's found his hand in the back of Binnigans" 

"What?", "In a plastic bag with a note attached" 

"Sayin' what?", "A million an' a half or he won't be back" 

"So meet me by the Brooklyn, 12 o'clock sharp" 

"If not, at the funeral, you gotta play the harp" 

Yo, why they wanna start an' make me play my part? 

Don't they know like Sting, I could turn this murder into art? 

I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a joke 

Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope? 

S-s-someone blew the horn, I turned an' looked left 

To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky Sedeck 

Sit right back an' hear a tale 

Of a hustler 'round my way 

Who used to clock around the block 

From where my grandma stayed 

Black BMW with rims to match 

Windows bulletproof 

One night, he jumped out the car 

An' caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

You can be at the party gettin' loose 

But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose 

You're shootin' in the opposite position, I'm thinkin' 

"Should I fire or hold back on ammunition on your wig transition?" 

My mission, like Take 6, is spread love 

But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves 

You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes 

You wanna feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised 

Shalom, shalom, pardon my left 

But my right hand's on your throat, massagin' you to death 

You provoke the cycle, call Michael 

You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh 

You hear me, Urkel, your blood will turn purple 

Like the color, you holler, ballin' for your mother 

No one hears you even though you knock 

You used to walk around the block with the 

Things done changed since your spark got hot 

Now you got your knot wocked with your very own glock 

Sit right back an' hear a tale 

Of a hustler 'round my way 

Who used to clock around the block 

From where my grandma stayed 

Black BMW with rims to match 

Windows bulletproof 

One night, he jumped out the car 

An' caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

You can be witcha girl gettin' loose 

But you can catch a bullet in your goose 

He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

He caught a bullet in his bubblegoose 

You can be at the party gettin' loose 

But you can catch a bullet in your goose