Letras:
Wyclef Jean The Preacher S Son

York man, whoa It's too hot in New York man It's too hot in New York man It's too hot, hey Yeah, Carlos Santana with the Preacher's son It's the world

: I wanna thank y'all for coming to see the preacher's son tonight (thank you) Fellas, hold on to your girl right now Yeah right now we're gonna slow

I'm grateful for being [Wyclef Jean] A man with a guitar, a dude from the streets A cat with a song, a ReFugee MC Wyclef Jean, a Fugee for life A preacher's son

across the borders, no, no, no, no Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef Who's gonna answer Where did all these guns come from, Wyclef, ah Who's

I don't know what's there on the other side But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try [Wyclef] Gang poppin' things, doing drive-by's and

: (feat. Monica) [Monica] It's a class reunion, you come home from the ATM (oh yeah) [Wyclef] (Monica) Monica you ready, oh yeah Man she look so good

good time lovin', lovin' My father used to tell me, son, listen There's a thin line between love and hate Once you cross that line, see there's no escape

I wanna thank y'all for coming to see the preacher's son tonight (thank you) Fellas, hold on to your girl right now Yeah right now we're gonna slow the

(feat. Monica) [Monica] It's a class reunion, you come home from the ATM (oh yeah) [Wyclef] (Monica) Monica you ready, oh yeah Man she look so good