Mista Mista

[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]

Mista, mista

Can I get five dollars

So I can get something to eat?

Hell no, motherfucka

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

[Verse 2: Wyclef Jean]

Mista, mista

I haven't ate anything for a week

Can I get a quarter?

Hell no, motherfucka

What can a quarter get you?

Nothing, motherfucka

You are just fucked up

Off them fucked up drugs

You know you need to fucking leave alone

But you keep telling me that you're drug-free

Motherfucka

You ain't drug-free

You're a fiend

[Bridge]

And every time I try to help you

You pretend as if it's okay

Then later on the week

You go back

To shootin' needles, to sniffin'

Oh, motherfucka, but you told me you were drug-free

Drug-free

[Outro]

You ain't drug-free, motherfucka

So you damn well can't get no motherfuckin' money from me