devinely! [Chorus:] Can't mess with the gods, Baby To all you pretty MC's Can't get with these (twice) The fact is you can't sack these black quaterbacks
pimp Mase, you know ain't nuttin' change but my limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin' all the love You don't
Talk show, book deal, round mouth, square meal We're so busy covering our asses We just can't commit We say, "Oh back off, don't bother me baby" Can't
s messed up, y'all split and you nearly made a week AHH! Well-well you can meet Mrs. Badder Bitch She the reason why you gone on some magic shit One difference
be true, but she don't need another nucka" Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one here's my snucka" He said, "Whatchu mean by snucka?" "It ain't
Mase, you know ain't nuttin change but my limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin all the love You don't believe
You don't know the Dude? Quincy's his first name He told me, Ice, keep doin' what you're doin', man Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
you're caught up in this mess I can use a little help unloadin' these bales I can keep ya pretty busy with a hammer and a nail Ain't a glamorous life
I'll be uptown in your Adidas Don't mess with teachers, we pray for peepers We no cheaters is rare, but we wax that fair and square Don't even stare
Chamillionaire sucks, Chamillionare's a square He's drops a lot of mixtapes but I don't care If he don't switch it up, then I know he's gonna fail And
't no one can stop us Give me a break about some other mess (What were you?) Act like it's everything you got Push back the square, now that you need
HIGGINS Well, why can't a woman be like you? One man in a million may shout a bit. Now and then there's one with slight defects; One, perhaps, whose
got what you don't got Lo do next verse My alumni comply will shank high slide then curve On some Suede shit and my ambiance be on some far Don't you
you 'bout the new Motown Where people don't visit, they move out here And ain't no tellin who you might see up in Lennox Square I don't know about
just ain't worth making Smiles and thank you's just ain't worth faking Some assholes' hands ain't worth shaking And if it ain't broken we need to break
me you can't cope Ain't got the skills, so sound the bell, the bout is finished Hittin' missiles, you can't beat the best, get out the busines You couldn't
- [FLORINDA] Hurry up and do my hair, Cinderella! Are you really wearing that? [LUCINDA] Here, I found a little tear, Cinderella. Can't you hide it
