Mary J. Blige — Your Child Junior Vasquez Remix

[Intro] It's your child, it's your child It's your child, it's your child It's your child, it's your child It's your child, it's your child It's your child, it's your child It's your child, it's your child [Verse 1] Today you had a visitor Or should I say an old friend But wait a minute That's not where it ends, no Is there something That you wanna tell me 'Cause I'm believing what your friends say About your hidden secrecies [Pre-Chorus] And girlfriend And girlfriend She wasn't disrespectful In fact, she's a hundred percent sure And how could I argue with her Holding a baby with eyes like yours [Chorus] She said it's your child And it really messed me up (Really messed me up) How could you deny Your own flesh and blood Gotta face reality There can never be any more us Won't deny it's hurting me Yet so precious [Verse 2] She said she never wanted to hurt me And could I understand, she's afraid and alone She said a real woman wouldn't do this over the phone And that you told her about me after the baby was born, oh [Pre-Chorus] And girlfriend And girlfriend She wasn't disrespectful In fact, she's a hundred percent sure And how could I argue with her Holding a baby with eyes like yours [Chorus] She said it's your child And it really messed me up (Really messed me up) How could you deny Your own flesh and blood Gotta face reality There can never be any more us Won't deny it's hurting me Yet so precious [Verse 1 repeated] Today you had a visitor Or should I say an old friend But wait a minute That's not where it ends, no Is there something That you wanna tell me 'Cause I'm believing what your friends say About your hidden secrecies [Pre-Chorus] And girlfriend And girlfriend (In fact) And girlfriend (And how can I argue with her) And girlfriend She wasn't disrespectful In fact, she's a hundred percent sure And how could I argue with her Holding a baby with eyes like yours [Chorus] She said it's your child And it really messed me up How could you deny Your own flesh and blood Gotta face reality (Gotta face it) There can never be any more us Won't deny it's hurting me Yet so precious She said it's your child (It's your child) And it really messed me up (And it really messed me up) How could you deny Your own flesh and blood (Your own flesh and blood) Gotta face reality There can never be any more us Won't deny it's hurting me Yet so precious [Outro] It's your child Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm It's your child


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