| 歌曲 | Low Income |
| 歌手 | Wyclef Jean |
| 歌手 | Beast |
| 专辑 | The Ecleftic -2 Sides II A Book |
| 作词 : Duplessis, Jean | |
| Let um feel the beat first | |
| I'm 'bout to come through your stereo | |
| Should my rhyme start with the hook | |
| Start with the hook | |
| To my people who don't wanna go to work | |
| Thank God it's | |
| FridayCover me she's 'bout to put up her skirt | |
| Thank God it's | |
| FridayDo your mom now you act so berserk | |
| Thank God it's | |
| FridayWhat's the track, what's the track girl? | |
| She don't wanna, she don't wanna work on | |
| MondayI wanna thank my hood | |
| For makin' me a star before | |
| I had fast cars | |
| And couldn't tell the difference between whoppers and caviar | |
| Before the fame way before things changed | |
| All I wanted to do was freestyle and get a name | |
| I used to work at the fast food restaurant | |
| For minimum wage dreamin | |
| I'm on stage | |
| At 17 I left the house 'cause my father was a minister | |
| And I didn't want the | |
| Marvin route | |
| What's goin on today to sell a song you need a video with soft porn | |
| MC's in the industry you wanna tip? | |
| Don't let them pimp you like | |
| GoldyAnd tell | |
| Sony they better have my money' | |
| Cause I play wit the | |
| Comodores and be like | |
| Lionel Richie | |
| Low Income, | |
| I stay so hungry that if 50 | |
| Cent came to rob me | |
| He'd be part of my charity | |
| I, I wanna thank my hood | |
| To my people cuttin' here in the shops | |
| Thank God it's | |
| FridayTo the thugs sweatin' up in the chop shops | |
| Yo, it's Friday | |
| To my people that don't got no job | |
| Everyday it's | |
| FridayWhat's the track, what's the track yo? | |
| She don't wanna, she don't wanna work on | |
| MondayAll the ladies sing | |
| I don't feel like cookin' you no breakfast | |
| This mornin' | |
| All my hoodlums say | |
| You don't have to cook me breakfast' | |
| Cause your girlfriend will after you leave | |
| I wanna thank my hood | |
| For the love of money | |
| I know kids who'll slit your throat | |
| Friday the 13th | |
| Jason wit a trench coat | |
| But you can't scare | |
| Suzie'Cause her man got so many uzi's you'd think he was | |
| CadiviMeanwhile, she's getting her nails done | |
| Crystal clear so they could shine like wit diamonds | |
| It's such a shame what happened last week | |
| Man they found her under the sheets with a letter from the | |
| Son of Sam | |
| It said to tell | |
| New York I ain't sleepin' | |
| You want to be clubbin' then you better pack your heat in | |
| And to my man | |
| G Swar Rest in | |
| PieceI still poor liquor 1 draw on the cocoa leaf | |
| Inhale, exhale smoke grasses | |
| Polices in the area, but ain't no need to panic | |
| You wit Wyclef you getting in | |
| If not, then we gonna make | |
| CNNI, I wanna thank my hood | |
| To my people who don't wanna go to work | |
| Thank God it's | |
| FridayCover me she's 'bout to put up her skirt | |
| Thank God it's | |
| FridayDo your mom know you act so berserk? | |
| Thank God it's | |
| FridayWhat's the track, what's the track girl? | |
| She don't wanna she don't wanna work on | |
| MondayYo, to my people cuttin' here in the shops | |
| Thank God it's | |
| FridayTo the thugs sweatin' up in the chop shops | |
| Yo, it's Friday | |
| To my people who don't got no job | |
| Everyday it's | |
| FirdayWhat's the track, what's the track yo? | |
| She don't wanna she don't wanna work on | |
| MondayAll the ladies sing | |
| I don't feel like cookin' you no breakfast | |
| This mornin' | |
| All my hoodlums say | |
| Well you don't have to cook me breakfast' | |
| Cause your girlfriend will after you leave |
| zuò cí : Duplessis, Jean | |
| Let um feel the beat first | |
| I' m ' bout to come through your stereo | |
| Should my rhyme start with the hook | |
| Start with the hook | |
| To my people who don' t wanna go to work | |
| Thank God it' s | |
| FridayCover me she' s ' bout to put up her skirt | |
| Thank God it' s | |
| FridayDo your mom now you act so berserk | |
| Thank God it' s | |
| FridayWhat' s the track, what' s the track girl? | |
| She don' t wanna, she don' t wanna work on | |
| MondayI wanna thank my hood | |
| For makin' me a star before | |
| I had fast cars | |
| And couldn' t tell the difference between whoppers and caviar | |
| Before the fame way before things changed | |
| All I wanted to do was freestyle and get a name | |
| I used to work at the fast food restaurant | |
| For minimum wage dreamin | |
| I' m on stage | |
| At 17 I left the house ' cause my father was a minister | |
| And I didn' t want the | |
| Marvin route | |
| What' s goin on today to sell a song you need a video with soft porn | |
| MC' s in the industry you wanna tip? | |
| Don' t let them pimp you like | |
| GoldyAnd tell | |
| Sony they better have my money' | |
| Cause I play wit the | |
| Comodores and be like | |
| Lionel Richie | |
| Low Income, | |
| I stay so hungry that if 50 | |
| Cent came to rob me | |
| He' d be part of my charity | |
| I, I wanna thank my hood | |
| To my people cuttin' here in the shops | |
| Thank God it' s | |
| FridayTo the thugs sweatin' up in the chop shops | |
| Yo, it' s Friday | |
| To my people that don' t got no job | |
| Everyday it' s | |
| FridayWhat' s the track, what' s the track yo? | |
| She don' t wanna, she don' t wanna work on | |
| MondayAll the ladies sing | |
| I don' t feel like cookin' you no breakfast | |
| This mornin' | |
| All my hoodlums say | |
| You don' t have to cook me breakfast' | |
| Cause your girlfriend will after you leave | |
| I wanna thank my hood | |
| For the love of money | |
| I know kids who' ll slit your throat | |
| Friday the 13th | |
| Jason wit a trench coat | |
| But you can' t scare | |
| Suzie' Cause her man got so many uzi' s you' d think he was | |
| CadiviMeanwhile, she' s getting her nails done | |
| Crystal clear so they could shine like wit diamonds | |
| It' s such a shame what happened last week | |
| Man they found her under the sheets with a letter from the | |
| Son of Sam | |
| It said to tell | |
| New York I ain' t sleepin' | |
| You want to be clubbin' then you better pack your heat in | |
| And to my man | |
| G Swar Rest in | |
| PieceI still poor liquor 1 draw on the cocoa leaf | |
| Inhale, exhale smoke grasses | |
| Polices in the area, but ain' t no need to panic | |
| You wit Wyclef you getting in | |
| If not, then we gonna make | |
| CNNI, I wanna thank my hood | |
| To my people who don' t wanna go to work | |
| Thank God it' s | |
| FridayCover me she' s ' bout to put up her skirt | |
| Thank God it' s | |
| FridayDo your mom know you act so berserk? | |
| Thank God it' s | |
| FridayWhat' s the track, what' s the track girl? | |
| She don' t wanna she don' t wanna work on | |
| MondayYo, to my people cuttin' here in the shops | |
| Thank God it' s | |
| FridayTo the thugs sweatin' up in the chop shops | |
| Yo, it' s Friday | |
| To my people who don' t got no job | |
| Everyday it' s | |
| FirdayWhat' s the track, what' s the track yo? | |
| She don' t wanna she don' t wanna work on | |
| MondayAll the ladies sing | |
| I don' t feel like cookin' you no breakfast | |
| This mornin' | |
| All my hoodlums say | |
| Well you don' t have to cook me breakfast' | |
| Cause your girlfriend will after you leave |