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I Live In Haiti
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Rucka Rucka Ali
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Yeah boy, baby do it, get ya no pants and rum on Blacking guys talking in French, ask someone If you wanna shake a little and you're into good tequila Get up on the next air flight Yeah, meet me in the airport right before it crumbles into rubble And we'll dance until we die Get inside, never mind Everything is now outside If you feeling like you need a little bit of privacy You get a towel on your thighs You got change, I need a peso Or maybe two, I got no cable I'm eating lays with a cicada Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yеah I want food, soup lite, a bite of rice I need food, Klondikеs, come on, let me eat, I need potatoes Dude, we'll die, you're white, send stuff I need suits, and pipes, send a check to me, I live in Haiti I'm from the place that's always shaking on me We got a earthquake, they call us Quakers now But ain't got a bowl of oatmeal, ain't got a plate on me I'm eating a bug and drinking lake water Send a cup of Pepsi and a waffles and a bacon Life out here is good till the ground starts shaking You see anybody on a cruise? Don't let 'em through, we gotta Sell em necklace and a spoon, uh-uh, let's go Let's hook a bike to Trisha Paytas We'll get to KFC within minutes You have to get a ticket, come to Haiti on vacation I ask you say a prayer, and send a couple payments Need ketchup and some pickles and a bun Our life is messed up, you black kids need to pull your pants up Claire, let's get Theo and play dress up and rape We want cheese, we want some mayonnaise Some pickle too, a burger patty A milk shake, some fries and napkins Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I want food, call Mike's, subs right, now I want Meal two, small size, with a BLT, minus tomato Who made my cup of Sprite, it's flat F**k you, send it back, now I'm still thirsty, I live in Haiti If we had Asians here tonight They could find ways to make it right General chicken call to dine Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I live in Haiti If we had Asians here tonight They would calculate and mathemize Wish we had Asians here tonight Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We living out in Haiti with our pants off We dancing high on ketamine and bath salts They sent us fetuccine with some ranch sauce Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We built a little city on a bad fault It shook a little and we had a bad fall Jesus even saying it's his dad's fault Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We want gays, a little Asians A couple Jews, the real estate'll Pick up in days, they bring good ratings Ay, look man We want food, alright, some pie, come right Now bring food, on rye, come on, let me eat, I live in Haiti We got AIDS here tonight Need to get paid to make it right Couple more Asians making rice Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I live in Haiti We are the Haitians getting by We need some help but not from whites Call up the nation of Islam Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I want food, call Mike, to call shike, to call Mark I need food, I stole bikes, come on, let me eat, I live in Haiti
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