Wyclef Jean - Celebrate Lyrics

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Ladies and gentlemen

The Preachers son

Patti LaBelle is in the buildin

Lets celebrate have a basement party

A barbeque how we used to do

On the avenue have a Philly

Man how I miss those days

When the kids was kids no knives on the street

When the ice cream man came around the way Lord

Miss Patti wont you help me sing

Lord knows how I miss those days

Dressin up for church on Easter Sunday

Doing the Electric Slide at every party

If only you knew what Ive been through

You would celebrate get up you would celebrate

I came in this game through the back door

I know Labelle we were so much more

We worked and earned it God knows we deserved it

Keep on striving I know youll make it

Lets celebrate have a basement party

A barbeque how we used to do

On the avenue have a Philly

Man how I miss those days

When the kids was kids no knives on the street

When the ice cream man came around the way Lord

Miss Patti wont you help me sing

Lord knows how I miss those days

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Dressin up for church on Easter Sunday

Doing the Electric Slide at every party

If only you knew what Ive been through

You would celebrate fet up you would celebrate

Get up Im gon box these niggas

Take home on a number one belt

We gonna pop that thug oh no to celebrate that wealth

See Imma take that hey and turn it into loot

Cause whoever got blessed no man can test

Whoever got blessed no man can test

What goes up must surely come down yes

So watch who you hurt on your way up

Cause theyll be laughin at you on your way down

Tell the judge we dont want incarceration

Cause we came for the celebration

So let the women and the children eat first

Cause its been so long since a celebration

(Cassidy)

This Cassidy lets celebrate

Im sellin weed and got hella cake

And I still got the thug in my back pock

Its hamburgers hot dogs in the back row

On the grill we cookin it all up

My mom got skills she hookin it all up

Man it feels like back in the days

When cats wasnt clappin to Ks

And hoodrats was actin they age

Clef and the rest of the gang with me

And me and Miss LaBelle we rap the same city

Philly home of the blunts and the cheese steaks

And I cannot be stopped like I need the breaks

Lets celebrate have a basement party

A barbeque how we used to do

On the avenue have a Philly

Man how I miss those days

When the kids was kids no knives on the street

When the ice cream man came around the way

Lord Miss Patti wont you help me sing

Lord knows how I miss those days

Dressin up for church on Easter Sunday

Doing the Electric Slide at every party

If only you knew what Ive been through

You would celebrate be okay yeah

Get up you would celebrate

Get up you would celebrate

Get up

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