Текст песни DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince f Ice - Guys Ain`t Nothing but Trouble
DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince f Ice - Guys Ain`t Nothing but Trouble слова песни
Yo Jazzy what`s happening manYo Ice Cream Tee is that Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh PrinceYeah they made that rap tune "Girls Ain`t Nothing but Trouble"Those brothers is deadI don`t even like what they saidWhat are they talking about manTell em` againListen homegirls let me talk to youGirls may be trouble but guys are trouble tooNext time a guy try to give you a playJust turn your head and diss him and walk awayExcuse me Ice Cream TeeHello how do you doQuite fine my darling and how are youWell I`m doing quite fine but I`m kind of upsetBecause I heard a little something I could not forgetWhat`s that? I heard you say that girls are nothing but troubleAnd now I`m taking this time to bust your bubbleYour arrogant conceited your stuck on yourselfAnd bragging nearly every time you open your mouthYou think you`ll gets the women success will turn your headWell I`m sorry to inform you that stuff is deadWait a minute let me talk to youI think I should inform you who you`re talking tooNo let me tell you so you remember meAs the one that bust your bubble I`m ice cream teeI`m Jazzy Jeff and I`m the Fresh princeBefore we have you arrested what`s the meaning of thisYou say girls are full of trouble I must play this to youGirls may be trouble but guys are trouble tooYou`re a compulsive liar you mind is full of dirtAll you do is worry about what`s up a girls skirtYou cant hurt these people because you got a big mouthYou go run and tell your boys how you made outI think ruthfully your sick you need to be kickedSee I`m getting my loaded weapon you get on my nerve I go clickGuys think they own their girlfriendsFemales aren`t possessions we are humansWe like to be wined and dined by candle lightNot being couped up in the house trying to be held up tightSo Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Princedon`t mean to bust your bubbleBut guys of the world ain`t nothing but troubleSo homegirls next time a guy tries to give you the playJust turn your head and cold diss him and walk awayThis amazing hot day I went to see Barney from workMy briefcase in my hand sitting down on my skirtThe undergounds of the surface was the scene of my walkI got approached from the rear he said "Baby can we talk"I looked him in the eyes with this fabulous smileHe said "I just got paid lets hang out for a while"I said first would be my pleasure to know who you areAnd do I have to use my tokens or do you have a carWell my name is the Prince and I`m a great rap starYou don`t have to use your tokens I`ve got a JaguarI knew there was no doubt I`d jump on this missionI proceeded to tell him my name with police suspicionI said Ice Cream Tee was the title I was givenSWP the name of the hood I live inSo we jumped in the ride hit the 95We turned into his block pulled up in his driveFirst step in the house I saw a mouseI said ninety in the wrong trips and then with the owHe came running to my rescue he was a little lateMy hair was broke my briefcase was in a totally different placeHe said I`m sorry take a sip of this bacardiAnd excuse me while I go freshen up for the partyI got a little confused I said party what`s up with dudeHe didn`t even tell me I thought that was quite rudeSuddenly through the door was three men in suitsThey said hey sweet mama who are youI said I`m Ice Cream Tee and who may you beI`m brother Charles, brother Rick and he`s brother AliAre you here to see the PrincePrince no Prince works for me im running the showWork for me and at 12 o`clock midnight you`ll be working 42nd streetOh my god I was totally stunnedHe yanked me up slapped my cheek and put his hands on my bunsI said ha you better watch it suckerI said to myself I got to go get my geurneyHe put me in this locker called me a b e and hLooked around noticed that there was no escapeLeft the room went behind closed doorsI pulled down got my briefcase that was on the floorFlipped the latch lift the lid pulled out my Smith-n-WessonYes my shiny black loaded 357Stepped out of the room dressed in shoot of the loadAnd said they all lay me down and hit me with this tuneWhen they see my Smith-n-Wesson their eyes got biggerI relaxed latch off chilled back and pulled the triggerPicked up the briefcase broke out on the doubleThese guys of the world are full of troubleCant live with `em cant live without `em