Something About Mary

Yo, I'm a 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 sumthin
 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 waited for my grandad, "So daddy can I get a puff?"
 He looked at me, he says "Son, man, you're too young kid"
 "When you get older now 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 and 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 breath in my face
 Marijuan' Marijuan'
 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
 Laa la-laa laa laa, strictly la-la, to take me higher, and higher {2X}
 Laa la-laa laa laa, strictly la-la, to take me higher
 I'm about to take it higher {4X - in the background}
 Come on y'all, come on y'all, come on
 Yo, I want for everybody sleeping on my guitar skills
 It's about to beat on right about now
 Turn my guitar up yo!
 What up Jimi Hendrix, I'll 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're playin that bass like Bootsie Collins, man
 Don't hurt 'em baby boy
 Uh, Wyclef, Jerry Wonder man, new Millenium man, I told ya