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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 Tell them I just been shot down And the bullet's in my heart And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body gettin' cold Somone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Is my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body gettin' cold
So cold Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner I think I'm trapped here for a while 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
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?
Someone please call 911 Tell them I just got shot down And it's piercing through my soul Feel my body getting cold
[Wyclef] Someone please call 911 The alleged assalaint Was my lover And she shot me through my soul Feel my body getting cold
Wyclef and Mary J. Blige I know you're feeling me, girl I know you understand