Luck of Lucien - A Tribe Called Quest

(Q-Tip)

Brother, brother, brother, Lucien, you're like no other

Listen very close, 'cause I don't like to boast

Instead, I'll tell the tale of a French who prevailed

Through the Mr. Crazy Rabbits who were always on his tail

When in on sale, your roomie starts to wail

Get caught with stolen goods and you will go to jail

If you go to jail, then who will pay the bail?

They'll put you back to France on a ship with a sail

Escargot, Lucien, you eat snails

(Hey yo Tip, what's wrong with snails?)

From the Zulu nation, from a town called Paris

Came to America to find liberty

Instead of finding pleasure, all you found was misery

But listen, Lucien, you have a friend in me

Oh, luck luck will drive you butt baddy

Next time you get some wheels, make it a Caddy

In terms of doing good, I know you wish you really could

But listen, brother man, I really think you can

Succeed with the breed of the brothers on your back

It's the creme de la creme, and you can bounce with that

It'll take a minute rice, so take my advice

Trust in us, and thus you trust in your life

Lucine, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien - you should know!

(Q-Tip)

Are you ready, Lu? This one is for you

Comin' from a true-blue, fits like a shoe

"Cómo está usted" or "Comment allez-vous"

Lucien, I'll leave it up to you.

Voulez-vous? (vous)

Rendez-vous (vous)

Coucou (cou) ...

Les poo-poo (poo)

Watch that lass, gonna backlash fast

Can you get a grip on the crackhead dip?

Sold you a paper bag, guess he saw you comin

VCR from a neck-bone bummin

$10 brother, he was hummin' and strummin

Only had 20, he was livin' like ya slummin

Gave him the money, well, I thought that was somethin

Lookin' like a kid who was lost in crumbin

Don't worry about a thing, I won't get specific

This is a song that is long and prolific

Think of the stuff that I said if you can

Figure it out, compute, understand

No problemo, I'll help you with your demo

If you go to the store for me

Lucien, I'm just kiddin - you should know!

(Q-Tip)

You gotta get a grip on the missions you'll be takin

Not so much the mission, but you got crazy ignition

Sure, the sugar-babies wanna give you a chance

With the French "savoir faire" and the sexy dance

But is she really fly, or is she a guy?

I won't ask why, 'cause I know that you try

You try too hard, is that the answer to the riddle?

Instead of doin' so much, why don't you do just a little?

Boy, what a cad, I guess we shouldn't treat him bad

In fact, it would be nice if we understood him like

A case of positionin' the feet in the shoes

Sympathetic reason in the case of the blues

Lucien is blue, even though he's really brown

I had to make the sound, his life is too profound

On the up-and-up, he's somethin' like a little pup

Young and naive, it's hard to believe

As long as you're strong, you can quest with the questers

Jolly like a jumping bean or a jester

Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien - you should know!