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​Bicentennial

This song is by Wyclef Jean and appears on the album Welcome To Haiti - Creole 101 (2004).

Original video
Welcome to my country

Man, when it's cold in New York (uh)
I jump on my G4 (yeah)
I head out to Haiti (yeah)
Go chill in the Caribbean

Sippin' Refugee rum (yeah)
Under the coconut tree (yeah)
We gonna bounce the world with a new dance from the refugee
1-2-3, let's go

Everybody do the kompa (all the ways)
Everybody do the kompa (keep your hips in place)
Everybody do the kompa (two steps get closer)
Everybody do the kompa (wind your body like you know her)

I see y'all do the Macarena
I see you dance to the salsa
I see you move it to the cha cha (slide)
Everybody do the kompa

o way o way o
o way o way
o way o way o
o way o way
o way o way o
o way o way
o way o way o

Sweet Mickey just walked in the dancehall tonight
Oh Mickey, you're so fine
You're so fine, you blow my mind
Hey Mickey
Hey Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey

Get back to that kompa groove

I am the ladies man
With the peoples band
Every time the dj play us
People jumping up and play us

We can't wait to dance
That's when they take on the real lance
So leave your guns and knives at home
Refugees on the right peform

Everybody do the kompa (all the ways)
Everybody do the kompa (keep your hips in place)
Everybody do the kompa (two steps get closer)
Everybody do the kompa (wind your body like you know her)

I see y'all do the Macarena
I see you dance to the salsa
I see you move it to the cha cha (slide)
Everybody do the kompa

o way o way o
o way o way
o way o way o
o way o way
o way o way o
o way o way
o way o way o

Say, Milky just walked in the dancehall tonight

I'm the Haitian princess
With the peoples band
Every time the djs play us
People jump around and pay us

After call them shades
Now put your hands up on my waist
No need to come to the altahome
And wash your sheets and I'm on the phone

We've been kicked, we've been stabbed, we've been shot
Lord we've been abused, Lord knows
Everytime they throw us down
We stand up and hold our ground

Get it right, get it right
Get salsa, samba
What if I told you it came from kompa

Fill my culture
This is the blood and the warrior from Haiti, oh Lord
This is the Bicentennial

Ehh, Lakay
Ehh, Lakay
Nou pwale fete moin
Lakay nou pwal fete
Mama kou mama
Lakay nou bwal fete wo
Lakay nou bwal fete

Right, left, right, left
All my soldiers, c'mon, C'mon
La,la,la,la,la
la,la,la,la,la

L'eve Main nou anlé mezamni
Chanté avec nou mezamni
La,la,la,la,la
La,la,la,la,la,la,la

Even if you can't understand
Let me see you rock with the band

Everybody do the kompa (all the ways)
Everybody do the kompa (keep your hips in place)
Everybody do the kompa (two steps get closer)
Everybody do the kompa (wind your body like you know her)

I see y'all do the Macarena
I see you dance to the salsa
I see you move it to the cha cha (slide)
Everybody do the kompa

o way o way o
o way o way
o way o way o
o way o way
o way o way o
o way o way
o way o way o

Sweet Mickey just walked in the dancehall tonight
Oh Mickey, you're so fine (the record about to get stupid)
You're so fine, you blow my mind (it's about to get stupid)
Hey Mickey (let's stop)
Hey Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, Mickey


This is Ancito
The world famous (the world famous)

Written by:

Nicky Chinn / Jerry Duplessis Wikipedia16 / Wyclef Jean