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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Vocals
Lucien «Papalu» M'Baidem
Lucien «Papalu» M'Baidem
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kamaal Fareed
Kamaal Fareed
Songwriter
Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad
Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A Tribe Called Quest
A Tribe Called Quest
Producer
Shane Farber
Shane Farber
Engineer
Anthony Saunders
Anthony Saunders
Engineer
Tim Latham
Tim Latham
Engineer
Bob Power
Bob Power
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Brother, brother, brother Lucien, you're like no other
Listen very close 'cause I don't like to boast
Instead I tell the tale of a French who prevailed
Thought the Mr. Crazy Rabbits were always on his tail
Rent ain't on sale, your roomie starts to wail
Get caught with stolen goods then you will go to jail
If you go to jail then who will pay the bail?
Deport 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 (Yeah)
Came to America to find liberty (Uh, huh)
Instead of finding pleasure, all you found was misery (Mm-mm)
But listen, Lucien, you have a friend in me (Word)
Oh, luck, luck'll drive your butt batty (Yeah)
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 (Mm-hm)
Succeed with the breed of the brothers who've your back (Yeah)
It's the crème de la crème and you could vouch for that
It'll take a Minute Rice, so take my advice
Trust in us thus you trust in your life
Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien
You should know (Word)
[Verse 2]
Are you ready, Lu? This one is for you
Coming 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 rendez-vous?)
(Coucou les poupous)
[Verse 3]
Watch that last, 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'
Ten dollars, brother, he was hummin' and strummin'
Only had twenty, he was livin' like he slummin'
Gave him the money, well, I thought that was somethin'
Looking 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 kidding
You should know
[Verse 4]
You gotta get a grip on the missions you 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 glance
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 doing so much, why don't you do just a little?
Boy, what a cat, I guess we shouldn't treat him bad
In fact, it would be nice if we understood him, right?
A case of positioning 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 something 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
Written by: Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad, Billy Brooks, Kamaal Fareed, Raymond Jackson
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