Текст песни Whitney Houston f Dyme, Kristina, Wyclef - My Love is Your Love (Remix)
Whitney Houston f Dyme, Kristina, Wyclef - My Love is Your Love (Remix) слова песни
[Wyclef]Yo Whitney and WyclefTurn this up you gonna feel it upYo if I became broke tomorrowWould I still be your pharaoh?Your ghetto Prince of EgyptAnd if I got into a motorcycle accident and crashedAnd became paraplegicYeah and if the feds rush the doorAnd find guns on the floorAnd took us to federal courtWould you say they were yours?If I had to do a bidWould you take care of the kids?And never let another nig in the cribKeep the kitty licked, yeah[Whitney](Kristina)If tomorrow is judgment day (sing mommy)And I`m standing on the front lineAnd the Lord asks me what I did with my lifeI will say, I spent it with youIf I wake up in World War ThreeI see destruction and povertyAnd I feel like I wanna go homeIt`s okay if you`re coming with me1 - [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 usRepeat 1[Whitney]If I lose my fame and fortune(It really don`t matter)And I`m homeless on the streetsAnd I`m sleeping in Grand Central Station (okay)It`s okay if you`re sleeping with me (baby)As the years, they pass us byWe stay young through each other`s eyes(Each other`s eyes)And no matter how old we get, oohIt`s okay as long as I got you, baby, yeah, yeah, yeahRepeat 1 (2x)[Whitney]If I should die this very dayDon`t cry cause on EarthWe wasn`t meant to stayAnd no matter what the people say(It really won`t matter)I`ll be waiting for youAfter the judgment day[Dyme]Now I lay me down to restI pray that life don`t get you stressedIf you should cry, if you should breakI pray these streets don`t take your lifeMeans more to me than that Rolley with the platHeard that? Believe that, I ain`t letting none of thatGo down, when the feds come tell `em none, they my gunsAnd if they see me in the streets and wanna take my doughTake my clothes, for that price you can have my lifeY`all shouting Dyme, that`s my nameChicks spit fire, I`m putting out the flameFor life, wifee, mommy to baby girlI wouldn`t give it up for all the money in the worldOh my time is up, bricks to Mt. VernonClef and All Star bring in Whitney HoustonRepeat 1 (2x)[Wyclef] (Kristina)Collabo, All Star, East SideRefugee 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)