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Please Man

Wyclef Jean

Between Raising Hell and Amazing Grace

2007

mad
For goodness sake, no need to hate
We were just playin'
So count to 10 (10,9,8,7)
And do it again (6,5,4,3)
And do anything you like my friend

gives you wings, it might just lift me
Hunting in the bushes, and I'm looking for the birds
But the thick ones is all we want
I call her "Deer"
'Cause she

breached
They want me X out
Before they reach out
Over thinking it all
Spending most of
The time
By myself now
Looker
It don't feel the same
Filled with

he's been alone ever since

Me
cnd cdmiral Nelson
cre locked in a cage

But we have the key, and the lock is inside
We'll sail out to sea, just to see if

what i wanna say, but you won’t just answer me
I said I want the fame in bundle but you keep on shatta me
Cus right now, my jonathan no get patience
All

wanted you to be mine
When I met you I was young and lost
And life just seemed to pass me by
But you chose to see beyond my fumbling style
Since then each

Van Pelt
And I chuckle when I think damn I made it to that NFL
I just fought for I wanted inspired by Nelson Mandel
And maybe I gave my best, truthfully

say this life na turn by turn
Onpe lobatan hun
Kilonsogan wonjato
Ara Bentley Gwagon hun
Lawon weyrey wonbafo
I just wanna make it
Mogbodo ni hundred

down
If you just give me a minute
On the news it's bad weather to feel glummy for
I know I'm not a DJ, I just want it to be sunny more
But either way I'm

Nelson lungs, they don't wanna smoke wit me
Better have ya funds, you won't ever smoke for free
Spill it by the tons, you can get the smoke for cheap

kidding.
Exactly what Nelson was told when he did it.
I love all ma haters I swear I ain't kidding these people are there for me watching and creeping

Na me be Davestar o, WizzyWee 

(Hook) 

I dey call your number you no dey answer
I don dey tire for this your matter
I fall for you like Ebele

Nothing is new, Bitches get nude
For me...Damn it I'm rude
Classic
Me in pursuit, Of dollars God damn if my pillows not goose
Damn it
I'm surrounded by

to me
At 33 on old black wax
You don't give them what somebody thinks will please
Just makes something that kicks! as I'm drinking 

That George Jones

the truth, they try to lock like you Nelson Mandela
But it's my story praising God, yeah, I'mma just tell ya
They don't wan' listen what I'm saying, skip me

pressure just to have some friends.

Still knowing that an overdose could happen tonight

and for anyone that wish that they could stop getting high.

Stay

ain't about the money though that's just a tool
You can't be out here trying to make the exception a rule
Slick talker they love me for my intellect

on delivery we ain't got time
Fuck do I look like standing in line
Bustin' out hundreds and twenties no ones
We do this for fun, they wanna' end me by the gun

just tryin' to tell y'all niggas

Don't believe that old stench shit, they sell y'all niggas
For real, don't let that stupid shit get you killed
We ain't

practice to be mindful and struck some balance
These are just some lifestyle habits
I'm digging deep in my pockets for some innovation
Got me pushing my pen

I've started
So stop coming for me, coming for me
Just because I'm working harder
Don't you know that nothing good is free?
So this is what it feels like

Left France I was just knee-high
Coming from a place that's gritty that they call Grigny aka gny Gri
Rolling through the city driving thinking what

their toddlers  
That's more backwards than European opinions  
Of Africans I had to let go of others  
Opinions of me to be free  
But for my curtain

just know you can't look behind
My spirit isn't for sport, an aura, bitch, not a vibe
My purpose isn't in prison, never take me alive
They say they