Wyclef Jean: Mista, mista, Can I get five dollars, So I can get something to eat? Hell no, motherfucker, You can't get no money from me, 'Cause everytime 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! Mista, mista, I haven't ate anything for a week Can I get a quarter? Hell no, motherfucker, What can a quarter get you? Nothing motherfucker, You are just fucked up Off them fucked up drugs, You know you need to fuckin' leave alone But you keep telling me that you're drug free Motherfucker, You ain't drug free, you're a fiend. And every time I try to help you You pretend as if it's okay. Then later on in the week, You go back to shootin' needles, to sniffin', Oh motherfucker, but you told me you were drug free. Drug free! You ain't drug free motherfucker, So you damn well, can't get no motherfuckin' money from me.