Listen to Three Nights In Rio song with lyrics from Wyclef Jean

Three Nights In Rio

Wyclef Jean, Carlos Santana26 Apr 2016

Three Nights In Rio Lyrics

 

Three Nights In Rio - Wyclef Jean (韦克莱夫·让)/Carlos Santana

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses

No ambulance no police sirens to interrupt my silence aha

Gh sMucho trabajo poquito dinero

Means I work hard and have no money

Playin' my guitar I'm sitting on the beach

I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet

It's too hot in New York I had to get away

So here's a ticket meet me on the beach in the shade

When I was young they called me Robin Hood

Cos I stole from the rich and I gave to the poor

Went back home mama whooped on my ass

Said I'll be damned if I let you live like that

Meanwhile next door neighbors jumpin'

 

Beatin' on his wife while the kids were watchin'

Later that day we was out on the porch

And fantasize we was out of New York we woke up in

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses

No ambulance no police sirens to interrupt my silence aha

Mucho trabajo poquito dinero

Means I work hard and have no money

Playin' my guitar I'm sitting on the beach

I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet

It's too hot in New York I had to get away

So here's a ticket meet me on the beach in the shade

I'm in your hood like your neighbors were Spiderman

I'm in the club 'fore I entered the stadium

I bring the vibe like the days of the Tribe

Before I had the fame I was servin' the fries

So who better to know about a nine-to-five

 

Wakin' up at five with the cold in my eyes

Now my daddy he can rest in peace

From the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach let's go

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses

No ambulance no police sirens to interrupt my silence aha dinero

 

Means I work hard and have a warm day

Playin' my guitar used to daydream at the stars

Prayin' if I ever make it I'm gon' help my family make it

From the streets of Brooklyn to the Jersey

 

I'm a stand on stage and play this guitar till I fall

Santana let me get some help

 

Santana let me get some help

 

Eh this one goes out to those who work follow and

Keep your head up cos if I made it you can make it too one day

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses

No ambulance no police sirens to interrupt my silence aha

Mucho trabajo poquito dinero

Means I work hard and have no money

Playin' my guitar I'm sitting on the beach

I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet

It's too hot in New York I had to get away

So here's a ticket meet me on the beach in the shade

It's too hot in New York man

It's too hot in New York man ah

It's too hot in New York man

It's too hot hey

It's too hot in New York man whoa

It's too hot in New York man

It's too hot in New York man

It's too hot hey

Yeah Carlos Santana with the Preacher's son

It's the world tour too hot

 

Y'all know better let's go now

Guantanamera Celia will always love ya

Guantanamera Clef with the Carlos Santana

 

Guantanamera Celia will always miss ya

Guantanamera Clef with the Carlos Santana haha haha

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***