Wyclef Jean
Wyclef Jean - Gone 'til November lyrics
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Tell me how you like it man Right 'bout now I know ya'll are diggin' this So just turn up your radio Where ever you at We 'bout to bring it This is Wyclef Jean up here With Canibus workin' the night shift Yo, we want all the ladies to put your hands in the air And sing this song wit us Yo, R. Kelly, ya ready? Come on [R. Kelly] Now everytime I make a run Girl, you turn around and cry I ask myself oh why, oh why (uh huh, uh huh) See you've got to understand I can't work a 9 to 5 So I'll be gone 'till November [Wyclef] Tell me say Michelle, my belle Yo, I be gone 'till November Standin' on the block where the spot get hot Selling rocks, guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop Michelle, my belle I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song Forgive me when I'm gone Me and Canibus, we workin' the night shift, shift, shift [Canibus] I got it made Pay last word from the hustler Hey, young 'Cleff, take care of your motha' Looked at him and replied yo, daddy where you goin'? He said, to Baltimore, he'll be back in the mornin' Gave my mom a hug for her soul when she cry Every man want heaven, no man wanna die Vanished through the door All I saw was his shadow Heard mom echo, I don't wanna be a widow That's when I realized, death was ahead Old man pulled off in a black caravan With some dark skinned brotha's who looked Sicilian Soon there'll come a, come a, come a, come a, come a chameleon (Yeah, yeah, check it, can't stop) (The shinin', you wanna stop the shinin'? vo via eye) [Wyclef] Everytime I make a run Girl, you turn around and cry I ask myself why, oh why (you need muscle for da hustle) See you must understand I can't work a 9 to 5 (uh huh, uh huh) So I'll be gone 'till November (uh huh, uh huh) [R.Kelly] Tell me say Michelle, my belle [Wyclef] Yo, I'll be gone 'till November Standing on the block where the spot get hot Selling rocks, guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop [R.Kelly] Tell me say Michelle, my belle [Wyclef] I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song Forgive me when I'm gone Me and Canibus we workin' the night shift, shift, shift [Canibus] Me and 'Cleff, we ready to get it on The three and a half pound organ embedded in our skull Is what makes us better than ya'll, I'm telling you God Ain't nobody rappin' this hard since Genghis Khan We raise hell 'till the heaven's fall Me and my Fugee affiliates building wit plans to make millions Over a quiet game of billiards Black Sicilians, the descendants of West Indian pilgrims With the power to collapse buildings Riding across the ocean floor like Poseidon on a seahorse To reach our overseas tours By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts And my lady's placenta I'll be gone 'till November (come on) [R.Kelly] Now everytime I make a run Girl, you turn around and cry I ask myself oh why, oh why (you need muscle for the hustle) See you've got to understand I can't work a 9 to 5 So I'll be gone 'till November [Wyclef] Tell me say Michelle, my belle Yo, I be gone 'till November Standing on the block where the spot get hot Selling rocks, guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop Michelle, my belle I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song Forgive me when I'm gone Me and Canibus we workin' the night shift, shift, shift [Youssou N' Dour] Are You (S-O, S-O) How many (So so, so so) [Canibus] You gave the feds more info than Sammy "The Bull" Provano Jeremiah wore the wire, snitch on Zechariah In return the feds offer the thone to Nebuchadnezzar Trust me, you don't wanna be the one we bring it to Our lyrical can make your rap careers real miserable You ain't invincible, all we gotta do is get pissed at you Point you out to some people that'll physically injure you It's like Lord, take this ass whippin' some more I like J-Z put pause, someone pass the guaze [R.Kelly] Now everytime I make a run Girl, you turn around and cry I ask myself oh why, oh why (you need muscle for the hustle) See you've got to understand I can't work a 9 to 5 So I'll be gone 'till November [Wyclef] Tell me say Michelle, my belle Yo, I be gone 'till November Standing on the block where the spot get hot Selling rocks, guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop Tell me say Michelle, my belle I know it's wrong, I wrote this rap song Forgive me when I'm gone Me and Canibus we workin' the night shift, shift, shift Shake it Brooklyn, shake it Jersey, shake it L.A, shake it Wyclef and Canibus, it don't stop Down south