Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Back in the 80's I used to have a hip-hop mixtape full of rappers like Ice-T, Public Enemy, LL Cool J, Digital Underground, and DJ Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince. The Fresh Prince track, and mixtape highlight, was Girls Ain't Nothin But Trouble, the original, dirty version.

Mixtapes have a way of fusing your memory. Like when you hear a song on the radio that you had on a mixtape a long time ago, you'll automatically start singing the next track on the tape when it ends. My first memory of Will Smith was of a guy rapping:

"I got scared when she started to yell
so I hit her with a trash can and ran like hell"

Not of "So I handed her my wallet and ran like hell" and not of this guy:


Once DJ Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince were signed, Jive Records rereleased Rock the House with cleaned up lyrics and squeekier image. Later that year they also released "He's The DJ, I'm The Rapper", which blew up huge.

It took me a few days, but I finally managed to track down an mp3 of the original dirty version. I was just about to go searching through my box of tapes when I got it. (Thanks ChrisW!)

Here it is. It's violent, makes little sense really, but rocks the house. (hehe) Get it while you can:

DJ Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince - Girls Ain't Nothin But Trouble (Dirty Version)

Continue for the full lyrics...

Will: Ah man, oh my eye, my eye
Jeff: What's up, what's up Prince
Will: Man this guy just walked up to me and punched me in my eye talkin bout I was tryin to talk his girl, man, I don't even know her man!
Ready Rock C: Aw man, that's dead, that's dead
Will: Ay Jeff, get me some ice, man, I can't believe this man!

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 man, I don't know I'm just a hell of a guy
but enough about me let's talk about you
and all the wonderful things that you and I can do
I popped some trash 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 was I horny I said mm yea 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 grabbin all over me kissing and hugging
so I punched her in the chin I said you better stop buggin
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 hit her with a trash can and ran like hell
I was duckin through alleys right and left
but when the cops caught up they almost beat me to death
Now I'm in prison charged with agrivated assault
But I didn't do nothin, it was that dumb broad's fault
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

I was in a bar one Friday night
Chillin out watchin the Sugar Ray fight
I was kinda laid back sippin on Tequilla
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
She bought my drink, I thought that that was polite
So I walked out with her, said "what's up for tonight"
She just "just get in the car" so I obliged
About 20 minutes later we pulled up in her garage
She parked the car, gave me some sexy looks
Started walkin in the house I said I'm with you toots
Soft music and wine in the glasses
and then she started to make little passes
at me she said "sweetheart, today's your lucky day
cuz when I'm finished with you, you're gonna yell O-Lay"
She stood up so I stood up with her
she puckered up so I started to kiss her
she grabbed me close then when she got bold
she started feeling up my back I said ooh your hands are cold
we went into her bedroom thinking of one thing
took the phone off the hook to avoid the annoying ring
pulled down the shades, then we dimmed the lights
then we took a tasty sip of Riuniti on Ice
I chewed a stick of Doublemin to freshen my breath
I gave her half of that stick, it was the last one left
I carressed her bod and I kissed her cheek
that's when I observed those Gucci bed sheets
I felt that it was time for me to make my move
I thought I'd better hurry up before I busted the groove
I was kinda uptight and I knew she could sooth me
I tapped her on the shoulder, said "ahem, excuse me"
She touched my lips and asked me not to speak
got undressed and pulled back those Gucci bedsheets
sat down on the bed, laid back her pretty head
kicked her feet up on the pillows and that's when she said that
she wanted me to be her one and only
she said "lay down baby doll, I'm getting lonely"
all of a sudden, out of the blue
a door slammed and a voice said baby where are you
instinctively I panicked, my heart full of fear
she said "that's my boyfriend, babe, you better get outta here"
her boyfriend busted in, he grinned an evil grin
and said boy I'm a tear your butt 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
I didn't even have my underwear on to keep me 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, A-CHOO!
I hope this doesn't happen to 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, just remember my rhyme
take heed to my rhyme and get the hell away

Will: Man girls ain't nothin but trouble man
Jeff: I hear ya, i dig it, dig it
Will: yea well, can't live with em can't live without em
Jeff: better go take care of that eye, man
Will: yea man, aight yall, stay cool man
Jeff: chill, Prince
Will: later Jeff



posted by vanmega

please please please send me that mp3. I have been looking all over the place for even the original album (of which I had on cassette so long ago) and can't seem to find it ANYWHERE.

Thanks a ton,


posted by Ron Draper

this is chill yo i mean this song has good rythem and good all that in a bag a chips please send it to me

posted by Roman Owens

Can you e-mail me that original version of Girls Aint Nothin But Trouble?

posted by Dave

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