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I'm just sittin' here playin' the guitar
City High, Claudette and 'Clef Ehh, excuse me If you see me screamin' Deep in my mind I'm only dreamin' Cuz if I wake girl And your not by my side I feel like half of me Is no longer alive So please shorty, Before you walk out that door, booby Would you listen to my song? If only, I give you one last chance (one last chance) Wit the devil you can no longer advance You've got to be faithful So we could be fruitful Build a family And follow God's destiny So just before I run to the block, papi I might listen to your song BOO, before you walk out that door listen *They say two wrongs don't make a right Don't make it right So if I'm wrong, I ain't tryna fight I'm tryna have some dinner wit some candlelight Yeah, yea Lay up in tha bed and make love all night So papi I won't leave, maybe I'll just stay But promise me that you'll do the same Girl I'ma love you, like I never loved you Touch me, like you never touched me Yo, if you give me the chance girl, I'm gone show you Now baby, understand (I understand) That I forgive you But I ain't gone forget That you brought me a reason Baby, baby, baby, baby But I have grown From a thug into a man Built my castle with bricks, And no longer with sand Oh girl Then just before I run to the block baby, I might listen to your song BOO, before you walk out that door listen They say two wrongs don't make a right Don't make it right So if I'm wrong, I ain't tryna fight I don't wanna fight I'm tryna have some dinner wit some candlelight Yeah, yea Lay up in tha bed and make love all night So papi I won't leave, maybe I'll just stay But promise me that you'll do the same Girl I'ma love you, like I never loved you Touch me, like you never touched me Yo, if you give me the chance girl, I'm gone show you I'm so used to rain That I can't see the sunshine no more I'm so used to the pain that the The sickness heals like a cure But only if you gave me the keys to your soul And let me in, I'm gonna love you over Over And over Over Again Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, Ohh They say two wrongs don't make a right Don't make it right! So if I'm wrong, I ain't tryna fight I don't wanna fight, no, whoa, oh I'm tryna have some dinner wit some candlelight Yeah, yea, make love to me! Lay up in tha bed and make love all night So papi I won't leave, maybe I'll just stay But promise me that you'll do the same Girl I'ma love you, like I never loved you Touch me, like you never touched me Yo, if you give me the chance girl, I'm gone show you Show me, yeaa I aint gon stay on tha block no more girl I'ma come home early girl, I promise |
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(PJ's!) I was born in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the PJ's The elevators with the pissy hallways Bangin on the project walls, all day Yo if it wasn't for the PJ's y'all probably never heard of me Y'all be like, "Who the hell is Wyclef, a |
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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 you 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 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 |
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A dedication to all the refugees worldwide One time say, say, say I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn. Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we meet. Good friends we had, Good friends we've lost along the way. In this great future you can't forget your past, So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away, No woman, no cry, no woman no cry, say say say. Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say. I remember when we used to rock in a project yard in Jersey, And little Georgie would make the firelight, As stolen cars passed through the night And then we'd hit the corner store for Roots, paper, and brew. My drink's my only remedy For pain of losing family, but while I'm gone Shorty, Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright, Fugees come to the dance tonight, everything's gonna be alright, O everything's gonna be alright, The gun man's in the house tonight, But everything's gonna be alright. [CHORUS] Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah [CLEF] No woman no cry, no woman no cry. Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say. I remember when we used to sit in a government yard in Trenchtown. The hypocrites as they mingled with the good people we meet. Good friends we had Oh good friends we've lost Along the way hey. In this great future, You can't forget your past so dry your tears I say And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say. Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away [CHORUS] Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah Oh ah oh ah |
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This one's goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy's Rendez-vous For every Go-Go Bar I'ma send this one out to the gentlemen's clubs Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex I be seeing y'all up in there late at night I understand when your girl is stressing you out (Crazy girls) Know what I'm saying? Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin' Turn up my symphony, man. Turn up my symphony Drop a BEAT Just 'cuz she dances go-go It don't make her a ho, no Maxine, put your dance shoes on We going to the disco We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico Called up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper, yo Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no bones in your body and you was made to be a celebrity Twenty grand, know it's a sin, but before me you show me a little more skin it would fulfill my fantasy Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris Rock said, 'There's no sex in the champaigne room' Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling down, type of tears that money couldn't buy Just 'cuz she dances go-go It don't make her a ho, no Maxine, put your dance shoes on We going to the disco We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico Called up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper, yo Just 'cuz she dances go-go It don't make her a ho, no Maxine, put your dance shoes on We going to the disco We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico Called up my mama Excuse me, what is your name? said I'm in love with a stripper, yo Uh, my name is Hope, yo I was blessed with the body of the Goddesses Have you any idea how hard this is? I could flex in 25 positions But I only work here to pay my tuition Yo, tantalizing teaser Table-top pleaser Give me what I need a Mastercard a Visa Lap dance fantasy Picture us on and on white canopy Wyclef extended his hand to me Like Billy D. said he's feelin me Take me away from here, so far Where they ride horses, no cars No more stripping in bars Me and you 'Clef, against the odds Just 'cuz she dances go-go It don't make her a ho, no Maxine, put your dance shoes on We going to the disco We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico Called up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper, yo Just 'cuz she dances go-go It don't make her a ho, no Maxine, put your dance shoes on We going to the disco We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico Called up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper, yo Yo a lot of y'all sitting with y'all girls fronting like the budweiser commercial Talking bout, 'IIIIIII, I don't be going to the strip joints' You lying man! You'd be surprised who you see up in there man. I got one question for you liars, man Shot callers, Wasn't you a preacher? You calling her a hooker? He without sin cast the first stone. I met her on the subway, she gave me that VIP card And told me if I ever have problems, Don't hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah Just 'cuz she dances go-go It don't make her a ho, no Maxine, put your dance shoes on We going to the disco We gonna eeeelope to Meeeexico Called up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper, yo Just 'cuz she dances go-go It don't make her a ho, no Maxine, put your dance shoes on We going to the disco Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I got nothing but funny money, man. New York |
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