Letras Idioma: English Cantautores: Mary Brown, Katia Cadet, Wyclef Jean, Jerry Duplessis
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Mary J. Blige911 Letras:
Yo, what up? This Wyclef with Mary J., I serenade the girls
With my acoustic 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 loved 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
When I look into your eyes, man
You're worth that sacrifice, 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 piercing through my soul, I'm losin' blood yo
Feel my body getting cold, so cold, so cold
Someone please call 911, pick up the phone yo
The alleged assailant is five foot one
And she shot me through my soul
Feel my body gettin' cold, so cold
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, why
Messin' around with me is gonna get you life, oh yeah, yeah
But every time I look into your eyes
Then it's worth the sacrifice, oh
If this is the kind of love that your mom used to warn you about
Mary, you're in trouble, I'm in real big trouble
You're in real big trouble, Lord knows I'm in trouble, yeah
If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about
Everyday every night
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 it's piercin' through my soul
I'm losin' blood yo, feel my body gettin' cold, so cold, so cold
Someone please call 911, can you do that for me?
The alleged assailant 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, oh 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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