Fugees - Mista Mista lyrics

CLEF: Mista mista, Can I get five dollars, So I can get something to eat

HELL NO MF, You can`t get no money from me

Cause every time I give you a dollar

You go get shot up with more and more needles

And you tell me that you`re drug free

Drug Free Mista mista, I haven`t ate anything for a week

Can I get a quarter? HELL NO MF, What can a quarter get you?

Nothing mf, You are just fucked up

Off them fucked up drugs, You know you need to leave alone

But you keep telling me that you`re drug free

MF, You ain`t drug free, you`re a fiend

And every time I try to help you

You pretend as if it`s okay

Then later on in the week

You go back to shootin` needles, to sniffin`, Oh mf, but you told me you were

DRUG FREE DRUG FREE

You ain`t drug free mf

So you damn well, can`t get no mfin` money from me.

we`re permanent one Wyclef, Preacher`s Son, Ichi bang, Listen Mrs. Tin

Can I`m your candy handy

And my memoir be

Reminding me of eating

Calamari in the Khalahari with a band of Rhastafari.