911 (feat. Mary J. Blige) - Radio Edit

Yo, what up, this Wyclef with Mary J

I serenade the girls

With my accoustic guitar

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

Hey hey

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

So cold, so 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

So cold

Sometimes I feel like 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

Ouhhhhhh

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

Ouhouhouhoh

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

Man

I'm in trouble

I'm in real big trouble

You got anything to say, girl?

Someone please call 911, yeah yeah

Pick up the phone yo

Tell them I just got shot down

And just got shot down

And it's piercin through my soul

I'm losin blood yo

Feel my body gettin cold

Ahhhhhhh

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

I understand

And you're doing, what you're doing, doing, doing, doing, yeahhh