[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 (Man)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
CHORUS: 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 Someone 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 yeah yeah
(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 Mary, your are in trouble (I am in real Big Trouble) You're in real big trouble ( Lord Knows I am In trouble) If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about (Everyday Everynight)I'm in trouble (I am in real Big Trouble) I'm in real big trouble You got anything to say, girl?
CHORUS
(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] Эй, как дела? Это Wyclef и Mary J. У меня привычка петь девчонкам серенады под звон акустической гитары. Понимаешь, о чем я? У вас, ребята, проблемы с девчонками? Давайте, прямо сейчас, приглушите свет,
Усадите свою девчонку поближе И спойте ей:
Если смерть придет за мной сегодня, девочка, Я хочу, чтобы ты знала: я люблю тебя. И не важно, насколько крутым я выгляжу, никому кроме тебя Я не осмелюсь показать своих слез. Так что сообщи полиции, что меня сегодня дома нет. Ссоры с тобой могут стоить мне жизни, Но когда я смотрю в твои глаза, (Боже!) ты стоишь этой жертвы. Если это именно такая любовь, о которой Меня предупреждала мама, То я пропал. Я точно пропал. Если это именно такая любовь, о которой Меня предупреждали мои старики, То я пропал. Я точно пропал. Пожалуйста, кто-нибудь сделайте доброе дело: