White Men Can't Jump Page #10

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you actually lose

or tie,

but when you tie,

you actually win,

or some sh*t.

You got to

extract something

from an organic

globule.

Brother, I only have

four words for you...

Listen to the woman.

What the hell

does that mean?

I tried to listen.

You talked me

out of it!

I presented an option,

and you took it.

You should have listened

to her, not me.

I should listen

to you now?

Yeah. I'm giving

you advice.

Who should I listen to?

You're a grown man.

Figure that out yourself.

Oh, sh*t.

Ah!

The game is over, William.

Still hit the old jumper,

huh, Billy boy?

Where's the cash?

OK, Frankie.

That's enough.

That's good

for you guys?

Yeah.

We're all set.

We can finally show our face again

at Tipitina's.

The Stucci brothers

are back.

No hard feelings,

huh, Billy boy?

No.

Billy,

it's all

about respect.

You understand?

Good.

I respect you guys.

See you later.

Yo, man,

you all right?

Gloria is not

coming back.

Yeah, I know.

You know,

she's left me before,

lots of times.

She'll get to the door,

I'll talk fast,

she'll come back.

Or she'll get

out the door,

be gone

a couple of days,

and I'll play her a song,

and, you know,

she'll come back.

This is it.

She's gone.

Maybe you two

are better off

without each other.

Yeah.

Tell me something,

Sidney.

If I listen

to the woman,

do I have to agree

with her, too?

You listen.

That's a start.

I don't want to

stress you out.

Hmm hmm

Doo doo doo doo

Mmm hmmm

I got to get a job.

Can you get me a job?

Have you got

any references?

You.

You're going to

be all right.

You're starting

to hear the music.

I can hear Jimi now?

I didn't say that.

You can't hear Jimi.

Jimi ain't music?

It is, but you can't

hear Jimi.

Don't be dissin' Jimi.

You just

learned that word.

How did you know

you put that pass

up high enough,

I could slam it?

Even the sun shines

on a dog's ass some days.

On a dog's ass?

Want to play me?

Don't start.

Hitting one dunk

don't mean you can play.

Putting a cat in an oven

don't make it a biscuit.

Your mama is so stupid,

it takes her 60...

It takes her 2 hours

to watch 60 minutes.

Stop hurting yourself.

Hey, man.

Smooth, baby.

You dropped

a 20 on them?

Yeah. If I don't take care

of my brothers, who will?

I'll bet you 20

on our game.

I'm not playing you.

No, no. You misunderstand.

How could you look ugly

and still lose?

You calling me ugly?

Your mother did.

I got a right to.

Can you come out

and play?

Do you think you can hang

with a real man?

Can you come out

and play?

Do you think you can hang

with the real thing?

You were dressed up

that night

Uh, uh

You were

turnin' men away

Oh, baby

Girl, you were so fine

Ooh, I, I couldn't let you

get away

White

Men

White

Men

White

Men

White

To the beat, y'all

Men

Sometimes you have to do

What you gotta do

To even out the score

That's right

Don't ever fake the game

It's not a sure thing

Hold on

and jam it through

Bet your bottom dollar

That you can

make them holler

Don't you know that

white men can't jump?

Yeah, yeah

And if you say it louder

Then you might

make me prouder

Don't you know that

white men can't jump?

White men can't jump

To the beat, y'all

Don't you know that

white men can't jump?

Yeah, yeah

Area code

Berdoo hick, a new dip

of a showroom stick

Going hell-for-leather

on metal clip

Pullin' it,

I got to deal with it

Throw the body in the trunk

and get rid of it

That's how I'm livin',

givin', AK-47

Got to be out by 11

Gangster sniper,

grow hyper

Disguised himself

as a window wiper

Stood there

through the glass

Get the gat, it's dead

I gotta think fast

Movin', always thinkin',

droppin' three skin

The body bag's stinkin'

Everyone's thinkin',

goin' big, till I slip in

Tie you up

and start whippin'

Help move the bit

to a new level

Return

of the brown devil

Area code

Come on,

we goin' down like this

Come on

I'm going up

And I won't come down

There's no regrets

In this world

I've found

I can hear music

Of a joyful sound

I'm going up

And I won't come down

I'm going up

And I won't come down

I ain't coming down.

Look for the hook

Everybody, everybody,

here comes the hook

Went to the studio

to make another hit

The tempo being funky,

this is funky as it get

If you trip,

watch your lip

With a quick pass,

then tip fast

Like I did when I cut class...

still passed

Mommy was a teacher,

and Daddy was a cop

So I was born a brain

with a very good shot

Jersey born and bred

in an old one-horse 'stead

That's where

I got my practice

Building bloods

with the hardheads

Yeah, I'm a roughneck

with a rough threat

Wanna step? Bet

No, this ain't a prank,

it's a death threat

From Latifah, the big chief,

for all of y'all to look

Here comes the hook

This is the hook

Everybody, everybody,

jump up and look

This is the hook

Everybody, everybody,

jump up and look

Left hook, uhh

Right hook, uhh

Left hook, uhh

Right hook, uhh

Left hook, uhh

Right hook, uhh

Left hook, uhh

Right hook, uhh

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