[Wyclef]
Yo, what up, this
Wyclef with Mary J.
I serenade the
girls with my accoustic guitar
You know what
I'm sayin'?
Yo, fellas havin'
problems with the chicks?
I want you right
now to turn the lights down low
Pull your girl
up next to you
I want you to
sing this to her
If death comes
for me tonight, girl
I want you to
know that I love you
And no matter
how tough I wouldn't dare
Only to you I
would reveal my tears
So tell the police
I ain't home tonight
Messin' around
with you is gonna get me life
But when I look
into your eyes
You're worth that
sacrafice
If this is the
kind of love that my mom used to warn me about
Man, I'm in trouble
I'm in real big
trouble
If this is the
kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about
Man, I'm in trouble
I'm in real big
trouble
I need y'all to
do me a favor
Someone please
call 911 (pick up the phone yo)
Tell them I just
been shot down
and the bullet's,
in my heart
And it's piercin
through my soul (I'm losin blood yo)
Feel my body gettin
cold
Somone please
call 911 (pick up the phone yo)
The alleged assailaint,
is five foot one
and she shot me
through my soul
Feel my body gettin
cold
[Mary J. Blige]
So cold
Sometimes I feel
like I'm a prisoner
I think I'm trapped
here for a while
(but I'm always
right here with you girl)
And every breath
I fight to take
Is as hard as
these four walls I wanna break
I told the cops
you wasn't here tonight
Messin' around
with me is gonna get you life
Oh yeah, yeah
But everytime
I look into your eyes
Then it's worth
the sacrifice
[Wyclef]
If this is the
kind of love that your mom used to warn you about
Man, we are in
trouble
You're in real
big trouble
If this is the
kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about
I'm in trouble
I'm in real big
trouble
You got anything
to say, girl?
[Mary J. Blige]
Someone please
call 911, yeah yeah (pick up the phone yo)
Tell them I just
got shot down
And it's piercin
through my soul (I'm losin blood yo)
Feel my body gettin
cold
[Wyclef]
Someone please
call 911 (can you do that for me)
The alleged assailaint,
was five foot one
And she shot me
through my soul (and he shot me through my heart)
Feel my body gettin
cold
(He didn't care,
he didn't worry, he didn't wonder..)
Wyclef and Mary
J. Blige
I'm feelin you
girl
I understand
[Mary J. Blige]
And you're doin,
what you're doin, would you do it
and do it and
do it and do it for me..
©
Wyclef Jean 1997 Extrait de l'album "The Ecleftic".
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