ฟังเพลงTo All the Girls (Album Version) (The Makin' Runs Remix)

Gone Till November (The Makin' Runs Remix) - JeanWyclef

Tell me how you like it

Right about now I know y'all diggin this so just

Turn up your radio wherever you at

We about 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

Nd sing this song with us

Yo R Kelly ya ready Come on

Now everytime I make a run (uh-huh uh-huh)

Girl you turn around and cry

I ask myself oh why ohhh why (uh-huh uh-huh)

See you've got to understand

I can't work a nine to five

So I'll be gone til November

Tell me say Michelle my belle

Yo I'll be gone til November

Standin on the block where the spot get hot

Selling rocks

Guaranteed to get set up by crooked cop

Michelle my belle (you was wrong)

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

I got it made hey last word from the hustler

Hey young 'Clef take care of your mother

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 want 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 brothers who looked Sicilian

Singing Karma Karma Karma Karma Karma Cha-me-leon

Yeah yeah check it can't stop the shinin

You wanna stop the shinin No doubt ahh

Everytime I make a run (uh-huh uh-huh)

Girl you turn around and cry (uh-huh uh-huh)

I ask myself why oh why (you need muscle for da hustle)

See you must understand (uh-huh uh-huh)

I can't work a nine to five (uh-huh uh-huh)

So I'll be gone til November (uh-huh uh-huh)

Tell me say Michelle my belle

Yo I'll be gone til 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 (you was wrong)

I know it's wrong I wrote this rap song

Forgive me when I'm gone me and Canibus (soooo wronnnng)

We workin the night shift shift shift

Me and 'Clef we ready to get it on

The three and a half pound

Organ imbedded in our skulls is what

Makes us better than y'all

I'm telling you God

Ain't nobody reppin this hard since Genghis Khan

We raise Hell til the heavens fall

Me and my Fugee affiliates buildin

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

In my lady's placenta

I'll be gone 'till November (come on)

Now everytime I make a run

Girl you turn around and cry (uh-huh uh-huh)

I ask myself oh why

Oh why (you need muscle for the hustle uh-huh)

See you've got to understand (uh-huh)

I can't work a nine to five (uh-huh)

So I'll be gone til November

Tell me say Michelle my belle

Yo I'll be gone til November

Standin on the block where the spot get hot selling rocks

Guaranteed to get set up by a crooked cop

Michelle my belle (you was wrong)

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

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