Will Smith - Girls Ain't Nothing But Trouble (1988 Extended Remix) (w/ DJ Jazzy Jeff) lyrics

Listen homeboys, don't mean to bust your bubble But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble So next time a girl gives you the play Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away Just last week when I was walking down the street I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet I walked up to her, I said hello She said, You're kind of cute, I said, Yes, I know But by the way, sweetheart, what's your name? She said, My friends like to call me exotic Elaine I said my name is the Prince and she said why I said, Well, I don't know, I'm just a hell of a guy But enough about me, yo, let's talk about you And all the wonderful things that you and I can do I popped some cash and in a little bit of time I showed some cash and the girl was mine I took her over town, I wined her and dined her She ask me did I like her, I said well kinda All of a sudden she jumped out her seat Snatched me up by my wrist and took me out to the street She started grabbing all over me, kissing and hugging So I shoved her away, I said you better stop bugging She got mad, looked me dead in my face Threw her hands in the air and yelled out rape I got scared when she started to yell So I handed her my wallet and ran like hell I was ducking through alleys right and left But when the cops caught up, they almost beat me to d**h I was arrested charged with aggravated a**ault (Yo, Clancy, we got him) But it wasn't my fault Nevertheless, don't mean to bust your bubble But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble So next time a girl gives you the play Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away I was in a bar one Friday night Cooling, watching a Mike Tyson fight I was maxing and relaxing, sipping on tequila When this girl walked up, she said, Hi, my name is Sheila I responded by saying hello She paid for my drink and then said let's go 20 minutes later, things were starting to cook As we pulled up into her house, I said, I'm with you, toots The music was soft and there was wine in the gla**es She started winking and making little pa**es At me, she pat me close that's when she got bold She started feeling up my back, I said, Oh, your hands are cold We went to her bedroom thinking of one thing Took the phone off the hook to avoid the annoying ring I caressed her body and I kissed her cheek And that's when I observed those satin bed sheets I felt that it was time for me to make my move I thought I better hurry up before I busted a groove I leaned down to kiss her but then out of the blue A door slammed and a voice said, Baby, where are you? Her boyfriend busted in, he grinned an evil grin And said, Boy, I'm a tear your bu*t limb from limb I was scared as hell, where I was supposed to go? I just yelled Geronimo and jumped out the window Just my luck, we were in a snow storm And all I had was my underwear on to keep my warm And to top the night off, I had to break in my place Because my keys were on pants back on Sheila's book case I was done sneezing and coughing I hope this doesn't happen too often but Nevertheless, don't mean to bust your bubble But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble So next time a girl gives you the play Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away Yo, man, you think they see your point? I don't know, I don't think they really do I think you should give 'em another example Awright, give me a scratch, let's make it funky right here I got a ring on my phone May 5th last year It was my girlfriend, Betty, I said, Hello, dear I was just about to call you I got a couple tickets to the Run D.M.C. Concert (I'm wit it) It's six o'clock now, at eight will you be ready? (Yeah) Aight, fine, see you then, Betty I combed my hair washed and brushed my teeth Got funky fresh dressed in my Le Coq Sportif Got to Betty's at eight, I was ready to jet Until Betty's mom said Betty's not ready yet I sat there for at least an hour It was ten after nine before she got in the shower Nine thirty five, she comes downstairs And said, I need a little longer to finish my hair At ten o'clock, we had then missed the show She comes downstairs and says let's go Go where? Go to sleep, I'm gone I was steaming like a demon as I drove home But it just goes to show not trying to bust your bubble But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble So next time a girl gives you the play Just remember my rhyme, just remember my rhymes Take heed to my rhymes and get the hell away Man, first your 'Parents Just Don't Understand' Then you having these crazy nightmares I know, why me, man, why me? What's next? Now these girls, man, you know how it is Can't live wit 'em, can't live without 'em