Someone Please Call 911 Lyrics

Someone Please Call 911 lyrics

Yo what up dis Wyclef wit Mary J. 

Bout tah serenade tha girls wit 

mah acoustic guitar.ya know wut i'm sayin?. 

Mary: Oh,Oh,Oh. 

Wyclef:fellas havin problems wit ya chicks, 

i want chu tah rite now
turn tha lights down low, 

pull ya girl up next tah u, 

I want chu
tah say these words: 

If death comes for me tonight, girl, 

I want
you to know that I loved you. 

And no matter how tough I would appear,


Only to you, I would reveal my tears. 

See, 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
sacrifice. 

Hey, hey, if this is the kind of love 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... 

CHOURS 

I
need ya'll to do me a favor. 

Someone please call Nine-1-One (pick up the
phone, Yo), 

Tell them I've just been shot down, 

And the bullet's
in my heart. 

And it's piercing through my soul (I'm losing blood,
ya'll); 

Feel my body getting cold (so cold, so cold). 

Someone,
please call Nine-1-One (pick up the phone). 

The alleged asailant is five
foot one, 

And she shot me through my soul. 

Feel my body getting
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) 

Yeah, and every breath I fight to take,


It's as hard as these 4 walls I wanna break. 

Mmmmm-hmmm, I told
the cops you wasn't here tonight, 

Messing around with me is gonna get
you life... 

Oh yeah, yeah, but everytime I look into your eyes, 

Man, it's worth the sacrifice uuuuuuuuuuummmmm. 

Wyclef and Mary J.
Blige: 

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, 

And this
is the kind of love that the 

old folks used to warn me about 

(every day, every night). 

I'm in trouble, 

I'm in real big
trouble, 

I'm in real big trouble, 

You got any thing to say, Girl?




Someone please call Nine-1-One yeah 

yaaa(pick up the phone,
Yo), 

Tell them I just got shot down. 

tell them i just got shot
down, 

And it's piercing though my soul 

(I'm losing blood, Ya'll).


Feel my body getting cold, so cold. 



Someone please call
Nine-1-One 

(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 getting cold (he didn't care, 

he
didn't worry, he didn't wonder).