Something About Mary

Yo, I'ma dedicate this to everybody that was at Woodstock '99

DMX, Limp Bizkit, Sheryl Crow amongst many

Yo, just before I got on stage this chick came on to me

She offered me somethin'

It looked kinda strange, it was in a bag

I said, "Yo, girl, let me talk to you real quick"

Yo

I don't sniff cocaine 'cause it mess up my brain

For sexual stimulation, I never did no ecstasy

I don't pop pills, I never did no LSD

But I wouldn't mind a kiss from Ms. Mary

'Cause

She's homegrown and you can hold her in her backyard

She's homegrown and you can get a kiss in her backyard

I remember when I was a young boy

I went to my grandad, "Say, daddy can I get a puff?"

He looked at me, he says "Son, man, you're too young kid"

"When you get old enough and you understand that"

"I let you get one kiss from Ms. Mary"

'Cause

She's homegrown and you can grow her in her backyard

She's homegrown and you can hold her in her backyard

If she allows you to, you can roll her up

She's homegrown and you can kiss her in her backyard

She's homegrown,I like to be with you Ms. Mary in your backyard

That's when she looked at me, she said, "Wyclef, this what I want you to do, son"

Come on

Inhale, exhale

Exhale, inhale

Inhale, exhale

Now hold it now

Inhale, exhale

Inhale, exhale

Exhale, inhale

Now breathe in my face

Mary Jane, Mary Jane

She said that

She's homegrown, and you can grow her in her backyard

She's homegrown, she said "Clef, I'll kiss you in my backyard"

And my daddy don't need to know

She said that

I'm homegrown and you can grow me in your backyard

I'm homegrown and you don't need to worry for my backyard

That's when I said, "I'ma get in trouble, I gotta go girl"

This' what she said

Na-na-na-na, strictly la-la, to take me higher, and higher

Na-na-na-na, strictly la-la, to take me higher, and higher

Na-na-na-na, strictly la-la, to take me higher, and higher

I'm about to take it higher (come on, ya'll)

I'm about to take it higher (come on, ya'll, come on)

I'm about to take it higher (yo, and for anybody sleeping on my guitar skills)

I'm about to take it higher (it's about to beat on right about now)

Turn my guitar up, yo!

What up Jimi Hendrix? I see you baby

Yo, Carlos Santana, thanks for the lessons baby

Yo, Steve Rod, I ain't forgettin' you man

To the godfather B.B. King

And to my man Eric Clapton

I think I'm forgettin' somebody, man

The Artist, ha-haaaaa

Yo, Jerry Wonder, man, you playin that bass like Bootsie Collins, man

Don't hurt 'em baby boy