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Sweet Cocoa - 911 lyrics

Artist: Sweet Cocoa

album: 911


If death comes for me tonight, girl
I want you to know that I love you
And no matter how tough I wouldn't dare
Only to you I would reveal my tears
So tell the police I ain't home tonight
Messin' around with you is gonna get me life
But when I look into your eyes
You're worth that sacrafice
If this is the kind of love
That my mom used to warn me about
I'm in trouble
I'm in real big trouble
If this is the kind of love
That the old folks used to warn me about
I'm in trouble
I'm in real big trouble
Someone please call 911 (Someone please call 911)
Tell them I just been shot down
And the bullet's, in my heart
And it's piercin through my soul (piercin' through my soul)
Feel my body gettin cold
Somone please call 911 (Someone please call 911)
The alleged assailaint, is five foot one
And she shot me through my soul (And he shot me through my soul)
Feel my body gettin cold
Cause Imma till you
You gon tell me
Cash rules everything around me
Dollar dollar bills yeah, Dollar dollar bills yeah,
Singin dollar dollar bills yeah, dollar dollar bill yeah
Cause Imma till you
You gon tell me
Cash rules everything around me
Singin dollar dollar bills yeah, Dollar dollar bills yeah,
Singin Dollar dollar bills yeah, dollar dollar bill yeah
Someone please call 911
Tell them I just been shot down
And the bullet's, in my heart
And it's piercin through my soul
Feel my body gettin cold
Somone please call 911 (Someone please call 911)
The alleged assailaint, is five foot one
And she shot me through my soul (And he shot me through my soul)
Feel my body gettin cold
Someone please call 911
Tell them I just been shot down
And the bullet's, in my heart
And it's piercin through my soul
Feel my body gettin cold

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