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911 Lyric | Wyclef Jean |  |  | THE ECLEFTIC * 2 SIDES II A BOOK |  |
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[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..
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