Fu-Gee-La
Fugees Lyrics


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(Refugee, Refugee, uh)

We used to be number ten
Now we permanent one
In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Tell the woman be easy naah squeeze the charmin'
Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned
Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born
And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn
Chicken George became dead George stealin' chickens from my farm
Damn, another dead pigeon
If you're mafiosos, then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was tongue kissing a razor blade
That sounds sick maybe one day I'll write the horror
Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an Acura
Stevie Wonder sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion (yeah)

Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thing
Ooh la la la
It's the natural law that the refugees bring
Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah
Sweet thing (yeah)

She love me like she never before, ayy

Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons till high noon
Bust rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's
See hoochies pop coochies, for Gucci's and Lucci
Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, bumpin' fugees
Hey hey hey
Try to take the crew and we don't play play
Say say say
Like Paul McCartney, not hardly
Oddly enough
I can see right through your bluff
Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, we bust
'Cause we fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley high"
Cried when Cochise died
I'm twisted, black listed by some other negroes
Don't remove my Polos on the first episode
Ha ha you shouldn't diss refugees, and
Ha ha ha ha, you whole sound set's bootie, and
Ha ha ha ha, you have to respect Jersey, 'cause I'm superfly when
I'm super-high on the fu-gee-la

Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thing
Ooh la la la
It's the natural law that the refugees bring
Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah
Sweet thing

Yeah, Yeah (yeah, yeah)
She love me like she never before, ayy

I sit ninety degrees underneath palm trees
Smokin' beadies as I burn my calories
Brooklyn roof tops become Brooklyn teepee
Who that be, enemies, wanna see the death of me
From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like
Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like
Farakkhan reads his daily Qu'ran it's a phenomenon
Lyrics fast like Ramadan

What's goin' on
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion
What's goin' on
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy on the side of babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion

Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thing
Ooh la la la
It's the natural Law that the Refugees bring
Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah, sweet thing

She love me like she never before, ayy

Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thing
Ooh la la la
It's the natural law that the refugees bring
Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah, sweet thing





Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
She love me like she never before, ayy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Fugees' song Fu-Gee-La immerse us in the hip-hop culture of the 90s, where the group is front and center. It's a braggadocious track that emphasizes their rise to fame, from being number ten to being the best. The song evokes a sense of invincibility, heard in the boastful lines "Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born," "Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade," and "Ha ha ha ha, you whole sound set's bootie." But amidst the bravado, they also tackle social issues, from crime to poverty, and even referencing the crack epidemic that plagued many communities during that time. The line "Stevie Wonder sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families" is a bold statement that speaks to the gravity of the situation.


The chorus of the song, "Ooh la la la, it's the way that we rock when we're doing our thing, Ooh la la la, it's the natural law that the refugees bring," reaffirms the Fugees' status as the go-to group for groundbreaking hip-hop music.


Line by Line Meaning

We used to be number ten
We were once insignificant but now we are the best


Now we permanent one
We are now at the top and will never fall


In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm
In the fight, I lost my finger, but my microphone has become my weapon


Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Your nose is shot, and your blood is no longer warm


Tell the woman be easy naah squeeze the Charmin'
Tell the lady to relax and not to be too uptight


Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned
If you test me, you will face a gruesome death


Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born
I'll beat you so badly that you'll regret being born


And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn
Warn your friends not to mess with me


Chicken George became dead George stealin' chickens from my farm
Chicken George is dead because he was stealing from my farm


Damn, another dead pigeon
Another bird is dead


If you're mafiosos, then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
If you're in the mafia, I'll summon some tough allies in the form of Haitian Sicilians


Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
No one is shooting because I'm like a live grenade ready to explode


Girl bled to death while she was tongue kissing a razor blade
A girl died from blood loss because she was kissing a razor blade


That sounds sick maybe one day I'll write the horror
That's disturbing; maybe one day, I'll write horror stories


Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an Acura
Blackula, a fictional African American superhero, comes to the ghetto and steals an Acura car


Stevie Wonder sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Even Stevie Wonder can see that crack babies will become their families' adversaries


Armageddon come you know we soon done
Armageddon is coming, and we will soon be gone


Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
I carry a gun in case I need to escape danger


A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion (yeah)
There's a boy in Babylon pretending to be part of Mount Zion (Rastafarianism)


Ooh la la la It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thing
We rock our music in a unique, entertaining style


It's the natural law that the refugees bring
The refugees bring their unique, natural talent to their music


She love me like she never before, ayy
She loves me like never before


Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons till high noon
In saloons, we drink Boone's (a type of wine) and fight goons until midday


Bust rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's
We rap hard-hitting songs and don't take any short cuts or play safe like cowards


See hoochies pop coochies, for Gucci's and Lucci
Girls are willing to sleep with guys for money or expensive items like Gucci and Lucci products


Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, bumpin' Fugees
You can find me in my Mitsubishi car, eating sushi and jamming to Fugees music


Hey hey hey Try to take the crew and we don't play play
Don't mess with our music group - we are serious about our craft


Say say say Like Paul McCartney, not hardly
Don't compare me to Paul McCartney - we are different


Oddly enough I can see right through your bluff
Oddly, I can see right through your attempts to fool me


Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, we bust
People try to compete with us, but they can't handle us - our talent is unbeatable


Cause we fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley high", Cried when Cochise died
We are strong and can't be defeated. I have seen the movie "Cooley High" and shed tears when Cochise died


I'm twisted, blacklisted by some other negroes
I'm misunderstood and rejected by some other people like me


Don't remove my Polos on the first episode
Don't try to mess with me from the start


Ha ha you shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha ha ha ha, you whole sound set's bootie, and Ha ha ha ha, you have to respect Jersey, 'cause I'm super fly when I'm super-high on the fu-gee-la
Don't diss us refugees. Your music is weak, and you should respect us because I'm great on the Fugees' hit "Fu-Gee-La"


I sit ninety degrees underneath palm trees Smokin' beadies as I burn my calories Brooklyn rooftops become Brooklyn teepee
I sit under palm trees and smoke beadies (cigarettes) to burn my calories. I turn Brooklyn roofs into teepees


Who that be, enemies, wanna see the death of me
I have enemies who want me dead


From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like Farrakhan reads his daily Qu'ran, it's a phenomenon, lyrics fast like Ramadan
I run marathons from Hawaii to Hawthorne. I'm a true champion like reggae singer Buju Banton, and Farrakhan reads the Qu'ran every day. My lyrics are fast like Ramadan fasting period.


What's goin' on Armageddon come you know we soon done Gun by my side just in case I gotta run A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion What's goin' on Armageddon come you know we soon done Gun by my side just in case I gotta run A boy on the side of babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion
I am preparing for the end of the world, with a gun by my side in case I need to run. Someone in Babylon is pretending to be part of Mount Zion, but Armageddon is coming soon.


Ooh la la la It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thing
We have our own unique style when we perform


It's the natural Law that the Refugees bring
The refugees bring their own natural talent to their music


She love me like she never before, ayy
She loves me like never before




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Wyclef Jean, Lauryn Hill, Pras Michel, Salaam Remi, Teena Marie, Allen Mcgrier

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ScottyCrayon

for me one of the all time greatest tracks in hip hop. it dosen't get much better than the original but the french verses are so solid. god bless the fugees. one love.

robinho marginal

Essa é pra finalizar ! Deitar na cama e relaxar ouvindo essa!

Da Guthick

This is the best version ! 

Carl Mac

No doubt about it!

Y-l'yukne Bayonne Addo

I've been searching for this version for about 20 years, men. I found it I think in 2015. It's a very very killer remix.

Shane Oneill

been searching for this version for about an hour

Jessamy Edwards

God I've missed this song! I love Lauren's voice so much <3 This song is just great, I could listen to it for aaages..

FlavaInYaEar '

una de las mejores versiones de Fu-gee-la para mi :)

C-Los

English, Spanish, French and Japanese. The best languages in the world ❤️

Carl Mac

You forgot Haitian Creole

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