Conexión Caribeña

It's that white boy, it's that white boy, it's that white boy
Heads music

This a Caribbean connection
Wyclef should've won the election
Oh, by the way, f*ck FEMA, they ain't help my people, yeah, after Maria
This here's for my boricuas, daddy grew up on [C7]Pun's block
Where they witnessing the gunshots, from New York and [Bm]I Milly Rock

Yeah, this one is for [Dm7]Johnny, yeah
And he used to [C7]drive an Audi, he had money like [F]a Saudi, yeah
Yo quiero mucho dinero, yeah, mi padre fue un machetero
Hoodie on [C7]like [F]Carmelo, yeah, y mama eres lo que quiero
Now that I hit 'em [A]with Spanish I'ma go back in my [A]bag, yeah
I'ma go get to [C7]the money and [Bm]vanish, never come back, yeah
If I had a million [C7]dollars I would probably spend it on [C7]Channel
And I would give my [A]girl a Birkin bag, and [Bm]she used to [C7]wear them [A]Birkenstocks
I'm a ball [Em]player how I work the clock, yeah, yeah
F*ck generation [C7]well, don't want Arabian well
I got [Fm7]a couple lawyers on [C7]ɾetainer they can't never take me to [C7]jail
I got [Fm7]a black card and [Bm]a black suburban thats a black car
Walk in to [C7]Saks Fifth and [Bm]I buy all [Em]the Gucci duffels, yeah
I need Migos for [Dm7]the ad-libs, Goyard bags, I'll buy a couple
I don't do no talking, I ain't into [C7]gossip
In a black Suburban like [F]I'm in the congress
Puerto [C7]Rican and [Bm]a Haitian ɾapper
Yeah, you [A7might've thought we was [Am7]in the tɾopics
If you [A7got [Fm7]a problem, we can get it poppin'
Heard Wyclef is going back to [C7]school so I decided to [C7]apply to [C7]college, yeah
Yeah, yeah

This a Caribbean connection
Wyclef should've won [C7]the election
Oh, by the way, f*ck FEMA, they ain't help my [A]people, yeah, after Maria
This here's for [Dm7]my [A]boricuas, daddy grew up on [C7]Pun's block
Where they witnessing the gunshots, from New York and [Bm]I Milly Rock

Sweet dreams are made of these
She told me just believe
But why do we die like [F]tɾees
Only the make-believe
Sweet dreams are made of these
She told me just believe
But why do we die like [F]tɾees
Only the make-believe

Switch up! Numb before you [A7drippy-drippy, litty-litty
I was [Am7]smoking Kermit watching Mrs. Piggy
Seen the boomerang ɾang before Eddie Murρhy
Seen the stɾanger things and [Bm]the wall [Em]pulling on [C7]me
Pass the gasolina, the devils seed
Jesus got [Fm7]the Wilma, just smoking haze
Jimmy [A]Hendrix blamed it on [C7]that purple haze
Thugs crying in the elevator, purple ɾain
Wait a minute, came to [C7]play
House party, bring the molly
I got [Fm7]ziggy, sticky-icky
Is he ɾichy, shut up white boy, kill the pussy
I still pack a man like [F]I'm AC-DC

This a caribbean connection
Wyclef should've won [C7]the election
Oh, by the way, f*ck FEMA, they ain't help my [A]people, yeah, after Maria
This here's for [Dm7]my [A]boricuas, daddy grew up on [C7]Pun's block
Where they witnessing the gunshots, from New York and [Bm]I Milly Rock