Whitney Houston

Whitney Houston - My Love Is Your Love Remix lyrics

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[Wyclef]
 Yo Whitney and Wyclef
 Turn this up you gonna feel it up
 Yo if I became broke tomorrow
 Would I still be your pharaoh?
 Your ghetto Prince of Egypt
 And if I got into a motorcycle accident and crashed
 And became paraplegic
 Yeah and if the feds rush the door
 And find guns on the floor
 And took us to federal court
 Would you say they were yours?
 If I had to do a bid
 Would you take care of the kids?
 And never let another nig in the crib
 Keep the kitty licked, yeah

 [Whitney](Kristina)
 If tomorrow is judgment day (sing mommy)
 And I'm standing on the front line
 And the Lord asks me what I did with my life
 I will say, I spent it with you
 If I wake up in World War Three
 I see destruction and poverty
 And I feel like I wanna go home
 It's okay if you're coming with me

 1 - [Whitney]
 Your love is my love and my love is your love
 It would take an eternity to break us
 And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us

 Repeat 1

 [Whitney]
 If I lose my fame and fortune
 (It really don't matter)
 And I'm homeless on the streets
 And I'm sleeping in Grand Central Station (okay)
 It's okay if you're sleeping with me (baby)
 As the years, they pass us by
 We stay young through each other's eyes
 (Each other's eyes)
 And no matter how old we get, ooh
 It's okay as long as I got you, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah

 Repeat 1 (2x)

 [Whitney]
 If I should die this very day
 Don't cry cause on Earth
 We wasn't meant to stay
 And no matter what the people say
 (It really won't matter)
 I'll be waiting for you
 After the judgment day

 [Dyme]
 Now I lay me down to rest
 I pray that life don't get you stressed
 If you should cry, if you should break
 I pray these streets don't take your life
 Means more to me than that Rolley with the plat
 Heard that? Believe that, I ain't letting none of that
 Go down, when the feds come tell 'em none, they my guns
 And if they see me in the streets and wanna take my dough
 Take my clothes, for that price you can have my life
 Y'all shouting Dyme, that's my name
 Chicks spit fire, I'm putting out the flame
 For life, wifee, mommy to baby girl
 I wouldn't give it up for all the money in the world
 Oh my time is up, bricks to Mt. Vernon
 Clef and All Star bring in Whitney Houston

 Repeat 1 (2x)

 [Wyclef] (Kristina)
 Collabo, All Star, East Side
 Refugee Camp from the basement, West Side
 (Clap your hands)
 And it don't stop South Side
 (Clap your hands)
 And me, North Side
 (I said the record is not over yet)
 (Clap your hands
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