Wyclef Jean - Walk Away lyrics

Yo, I'm happy to be in the South To set off my tour in the countryside But who better to set it off for me Than this man right here Yo, this Kenny Rogers chillin' on the Country side with men like Wyclef (Uh, huh) Jerry Wonder (Uh, huh) Big Jack (Mm, hmm) Big Beast (Mm, hmm) And we gon' do something like this for you You got to know when to hold 'em (Yeah, yeah) Know when to fold 'em (DJ's, DJ's) Know when to walk away (Hip hop, hip hop) Know when to run (Yeah, yeah) You got to count your dub-plates (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) Before you touch the turntables (All hoods) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done (Y'all ready?) You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em (Soundbwoys) Know when to walk away Know when to run (Hey, hey, hey, hey) You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ's) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done Get the hell up, 'Clef said, get the hell up Now throw your hands in the sky (Bo, bo, bo, bo) Brooklyn in the back shootin' craps, y'all, wha**up? Ladies lookin' hot and pretty Doin' your thing in the club high saditty Worldwide, the gritty committee pity the fool that Act sh**ty in the midst of the calm, the witty (You got to know when to hold 'em) Y'all know the name Same a**a**in from before but the beat just changed a little [Unverified] who flip flows That got women in they thongs gettin' on but not Sisqo Select your squad team and your itch Bey know my flow muy caliente, fuego No disrespect to soundbwoy but you better step away from me Easily defeat Measley MC's and tease you Ease back squeeze two in your wig and breeze through You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em (Soundbwoys) Know when to walk away Know when to run (Hey, hey, hey, hey) You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ's) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done C'mon, c'mon (Get the hell up) Soundbwoys ('Clef said, get the hell up) (Now throw your hands in the sky) Yo, this combination gon' bust from Brooklyn to Shanghai Feel the boogie, boogie Henny got me tipsy, tipsy Kenny Rogers and Pharoahe Monch? No way, this can't be 48 tracks, country meets rap Put this on full blast, I'm about to break all formats My destiny is to lead while y'all follow This is Showtime and I'm Live at the Apollo You got to know when to hold 'em (Soundbwoys) Know when to fold 'em (Emcees) Know when to walk away (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Know when to run You got to count your dub-plates Before you touch the turntables (DJ's) 'Cause if you run out of big tunes That means your sound is done