Guys Ain’t Nothing but Trouble

[Intro]
Yo Jazzy what's happening, man?
Yo Ice Cream Tee is that Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince
Yeah they made that rap tune "Girls Ain't Nothing but Trouble"
Those brothers is dead
I don't even like what they said
What are they talking about man
Tell em' again

[Verse 1: Ice Cream Tee, Will Smith, and DJ Jazzy Jeff]
Listen homegirls let me talk to you
Girls may be trouble but guys are trouble too
Next time a guy try to give you a play
Just turn your head and diss him and walk away
Excuse me Ice Cream Tee
Hello how do you do
Quite fine my darling and how are you
Well I'm doing quite fine but I'm kind of upset
Because I heard a little something I could not forget
What's that? I heard you say that girls are nothing but trouble
And now I'm taking this time to bust your bubble
You're arrogant, conceited, you're stuck on yourself
And bragging nearly every time you open your mouth
You think you're a gift to women success will turn your head
Well I'm sorry to inform you that stuff is dead
Wait a minute, let me talk to you
I think I should inform you who you're talking to
No, let me tell you so you'll remember me
As the one that bust your bubble, I'm Ice Cream Tee
Well I'm Jazzy Jeff and I'm the Fresh prince
Before we have you arrested what's the meaning of this
You say girls are full of trouble I must 'splain this to you
Girls may be trouble but guys are trouble too
You're a compulsive liar your mind is full of dirt
All you do is worry about what's up a girl's skirt
You can't have a secret love because you got a big mouth
You go run and tell your boys how you laid her out
I think truthfully you're sick you need to be kicked
See I'll keep my loaded weapon you get on my nerve I go click
Guys think they own their girlfriends
Females aren't possessions we are humans
We like to be wined and dined by candlelight
Not being cooped up in the house trying to be held up tight
So Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince don't mean to bust your bubble
But guys of the world ain't nothing but trouble
So homegirls next time a guy tries to give you the play
Just turn your head and cold diss him and walk away

[Verse 2: Ice Cream Tee and Will Smith]
This amazing hot day I was departing from work
My briefcase in my hand sitting down on my skirt
The undergrounds of the subway was the scene of my walk
I got approached from the rear he said Baby can we talk
I looked him in the eyes with this fabulous smile
He said I just got paid let's hang out for a while
I said first would be my pleasure to know who you are
And do I have to use my tokens or do you have a car
Well my name is the Prince and I'm a great rap star
You don't have to use your tokens I've got a Jaguar
I knew there was no doubt I'd jump on this mission
I proceeded to tell him my name with the least suspicion
I said Ice Cream Tee was the title I was given
SWP the name of the hood I live in
So we jumped in the ride hit I-95
We turned into his block pulled up in his drive
First step in the house I saw a mouse
I did a B-ninety in the room tripped and ended with an ow
He came running to my rescue he was a little late
My hair was broke, my briefcase was in a totally different place
He said I'm sorry take a sip of this Bacardi
And excuse me while I go freshen up for the party
I got a little confused I said party what's up with dude
He didn't even tell me, I thought that was quite rude
Suddenly through the door was three men in suits
They said "Hey sweet mama, who are you?"
I said "I'm Ice Cream Tee and who may you be?"
"I'm brother Charles, brother Rick and he's brother Ali."
Are you here to see the Prince? "See the Prince, no
The Prince works for me I'm running the show"
"Work for you?" "Work for me
And at 12 o'clock midnight, you'll be working 42nd street"
Oh my god! I was totally stunned
He yanked me up, slapped my cheek, and put his hands on my buns
I said, "Huh, you better watch it sucker!"
I said to myself I got to go get my gun
He put me in this locker called me a b e and h
Looked around and noticed that there was no escape
They all left the room and went behind closed doors
I pulled down, got my briefcase that was on the floor
Flipped the latch lift the lid pulled up my Smith-n-Wesson
Yes my shiny black loaded uh 357
Stepped out of the room dressed in fruit of the loom
And said they all lay me down and hit me with this tune
When they see my Smith-n-Wesson their eyes got bigger
I relaxed latch off chilled back and pulled the trigger
Picked up the briefcase broke out on the double
Ladies, guys of the world are full of trouble

[Outro]
Can't live with 'em can't live without 'em