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You Can’t Win (Letra)

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If you go
They’ll say you’re following
If you don’t
Then you’re too good for them
If you smile
You must be ignorant
If you don’t – what’s your problem?

If you down – so ungrateful
And if you’re happy – why so selfish?
And you can’t win, no
You can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed, under your skin, oh
A walking disaster
Everytime you try to fly
You end up falling out of line
Oh, you can’t
You can’t win, no

If you’re thin
Poor little walking disease
If you’re not
They’re all screaming obbease
If you’re straight
Why aren’t you married yet?
If you’re gay why aren’t you waving a flag?
If it’s wrong, you’re nailing it
If it’s right, you’ll always miss
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed, under your skin, oh
A walking disaster
Everytime you try to fly
You end up falling out of line
Oh, you can’t
You can’t win, no

And you try, you try so hard
But it’s wearing on your heart
And you play, you play the game
But you pay, you pay for it
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no

If you speak
You’ll only piss ‘em off
If you don’t
You’re another robot
If you stop
They’ll just say you quit
If you don’t
You might lose your sh…
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed, under your skin, oh
A walking disaster
Everytime you try to fly
You end up falling out of line
Oh, you can’t
You can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed, under your skin, oh
A walking disaster
Everytime you try to fly
You end up falling out of line
Oh, you can’t
You can’t win, no

You can’t, you can’t, you can’t win, no…

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You Can’t Win (Letra)

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[Puff Daddy]
Ladies and gentleman
(Come on throw your hands in the air like this one time)
One-two, this thing on right here
(We ain’t gonna stop)
Can y’all hear me out there?
(And we want every one in this motherfucker to get out their seat)
Ladies and gentleman without further adieu
(It’s our time)
I’d like to introduce to you, my bitch

[Lil’ Kim]
Fuck that, bitches don’t deserve to rap
I’m back, and I’m about to murder cats
Trying to take my crown, I ain’t letting that go down
I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah
You broke hoes need to throw in the towel
Life’s a wheel of fortune and y’all can’t buy a vowel
Who me? That’s none of your concern
Like ashes in the urn, more money to burn
Damn my ass is firm, stay away from germs
Pussy flawless, get wetted in worms
If you only knew like Aaliyah
How your man be hawking me and stalking me
When he fucking you he see me
Every crack valve or record he sell I get a piecey
Easy, believe me, my words is credible
Ask Nat Cole huh, I’m unforgettable
Don’t let the QB get a hold of your guy
Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die

[1 – Lil’ Kim]
I guess you know by now who’s number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that’s where I’m from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think again
(Number one)
Cause you can’t win
(You can’t win)

[Repeat 1]

Your so called vendetta was light like birds’ feathers
Even with an umbrella, you can’t stop my hurricane
I moved on to bigger and better things
Y’all still making minimum wage
First on stage, like the ever I graze
Leave you amazed
And keep the fifth by the rib cage
All you jealous ass holes is rebellious ass holes
Still trying to recoup from the first album ass holes
You’s a gangster, prove it
Wanna shoot me, do it
That’s word than Jerry McGuire
I’ll set that ass on fire
That’s how you work with barbed wire
Carve my name in your face
Pour gas-o-line on you and drop you at the gas station
Y’all chicks ain’t blind, I shine like polyeurotheme
Cocoa butter creme
That’s the gleam of drugs baby like codeine
Low self esteem, eh-eh, the flows excellent
Your’s is satisfactory return them to the factory
I mean practically, the shit is whack for me
Mama bear, finally out of hibernating
Here to tell you chicks to stop tailgating

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

[Lil’ Kim]
It’s the B-I-G-M-A-M-A
Often tipsy, cabin in Percipsy
I’ve been in this shit since Biz hit the, one-two
Nothing left to do
Move it in there, cathedral ceilings
Don’t come to my house, it might hurt your feelings
P Diddy introduced me to the business side
Fired me a few mill and a couple of oil spills
That’s how we do it, you chicks is no thrill
Doin’ it Flinstones style, car with no wheels
Still on tricycles, riding bicycles
Our diamonds be so white they look like icicles
I’m getting sick and tired of hearing all these rough drafts
On the countdown, don’t make me laugh
Got my own company, I’m chief of the staff
They say we twins then I’m the better half
I’m nasty worse than Howard Stern
This court is adjourned
And now it’s your turn bitch

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

[Puff Daddy]
Can you feel me?
I just wanna know if y’all can feel me
I just wanna know if y’all can feel me out there
It’s not a game, we’re back
And this time we’re not going anywhere
Number one, that’s my bitch
Recognize! Ya feel me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You Can’t Win (Letra)

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(charlie smalls)

You can’t win
You can’t break even
And you can’t get out of the game
People keep sayin’
Things are gonna change
But they look just like they’re staying the same
You get in
Way over your head
And you’ve only got yourself to blame

You can’t win, chile
You can’t break even
And you can’t get out of the game

You can’t win
The world keeps movin’
And you’re standin’ far behind
People keep sayin’
Things ‘ll get better
Just to ease your state of mind
So you lay back
And you smoke that smoke
And you drink your glass of wine

You can’t win, chile
You can’t break even
And you can’t get out of the game

You can’t win
You can’t win
No way if your story stays the same
You ain’t winnin’
But it’s nice to see you
I’m awfully glad you came
Better cool it
‘cause it ain’t about losin’
Then the world has got no shame

You can’t win, chile
You can’t break even
And you can’t get out of the game

You can’t win
You can’t win
You can’t break even
Ain’t the way
It’s supposed to be
You’ll be spendin’
Your little bit of money
While someone else ride free
Learn your lesson, refuel your mind
Before some turkey blows out your flame

You Can’t Win (Letra)

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(from "the wiz")

You can’t win
You can’t break even
And you can’t get out of the game
People kee sayin’
Things are gonna change
But they look us like
You’re stayin’ the same

You can’t win
Get over your head
And you only have yourself to blame
You can’t win chile
(you can’t win chile)
You ain’t break even
And you can’t get out of the game

You can’t win
The world keeps movin’
And you’re standin’ far behind
People keep sayin’
Things’ll get better
(just to ease your state of mind)
(so you lean back, and you smoke that smoke)
(and you drink your glass of wine)
So you can’t win, chile
You can’t break even
And you can’t get out of the game

You can’t win, you can’t win no way
If your story stays the same
(you ain’t winnin’),
No, no,
(but it’s nice to see you)
(i’m awfully glad you came)
(better cool it ‘cause
It ain’t abour losin’)
Then the world has got no shame
You can’t win, chile
You can’t break even
You can’t get out of the game

You can’t win
You can’t break even
Ain’t the way it’s supposed to be
(you’ll be spendin’),
No, no
(your little bit of money)
While someone else rides for free
(learn your lesson), ooh,
(refuel your mind)
(before someone blows out your flame)

You can’t win, chile. no!
You can’t win
You can’t win, chile. no!
You can’t win
You can’t win, chile. no!
You can’t win
You can’t win, chile. no!
You can’t win

You can’t win, chile
You can’t break even
And you can’t get out of the game
You can’t get out of the game
You can’t get out (ugh!) of the game
No, no…

You Can’t Win (Letra)

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[puff daddy]
Ladies and gentleman
(come on throw your hands in the air like this one time)
One-two, this thing on right here
(we ain’t gonna stop)
Can y’all hear me out there?
(and we want every one in this motherfucker to get out their seat)
Ladies and gentleman without further adieu
(it’s our time)
I’d like to introduce to you, my bitch

[lil’ kim]
Fuck that, bitches don’t deserve to rap
I’m back, and i’m about to murder cats
Trying to take my crown, i ain’t letting that go down
I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah
You broke hoes need to throw in the towel
Life’s a wheel of fortune and y’all can’t buy a vowel
Who me? that’s none of your concern
Like ashes in the urn, more money to burn
Damn my ass is firm, stay away from germs
Pussy flawless, get wetted in worms
If you only knew like aaliyah
How your man be hawking me and stalking me
When he fucking you he see me
Every crack valve or record he sell i get a piecey
Easy, believe me, my words is credible
Ask nat cole huh, i’m unforgettable
Don’t let the qb get a hold of your guy
Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die

1 – [lil’ kim]
I guess you know by now who’s number one
Brooklyn, brooklyn that’s where i’m from
(number one)
So if you got beef better think again
(number one)
Cause you can’t win
(you can’t win)

Repeat 1

Your so called vendetta was light like birds’ feathers
Even with an umbrella, you can’t stop my hurricane
I moved on to bigger and better things
Y’all still making minimum wage
First on stage, like the ever i graze
Leave you amazed
And keep the fifth by the rib cage
All you jealous ass holes is rebellious ass holes
Still trying to recoup from the first album ass holes
You’s a gangster, prove it
Wanna shoot me, do it
That’s word than jerry mcguire
I’ll set that ass on fire
That’s how you work with barbed wire
Carve my name in your face
Pour gas-o-line on you and drop you at the gas station
Y’all chicks ain’t blind, i shine like polyeurotheme
Cocoa butter crème
That’s the gleam of drugs baby like codeine
Low self esteem, eh-eh, the flows excellent
Your’s is satisfactory return them to the factory
I mean practically, the shit is whack for me
Mama bear, finally out of hibernating
Here to tell you chicks to stop tailgating

Repeat 1 (2x)

[lil’ kim]
It’s the b-i-g-m-a-m-a
Often tipsy, cabin in percipsy
I’ve been in this shit since biz hit the, one-two
Nothing left to do
Move it in there, cathedral ceilings
Don’t come to my house, it might hurt your feelings
P diddy introduced me to the business side
Fired me a few mill and a couple of oil spills
That’s how we do it, you chicks is no thrill
Doin’ it flinstones style, car with no wheels
Still on tricycles, riding bicycles
Our diamonds be so white they look like icicles
I’m getting sick and tired of hearing all these rough drafts
On the countdown, don’t make me laugh
Got my own company, i’m chief of the staff
They say we twins then i’m the better half
I’m nasty worse than howard stern
This court is adjourned
And now it’s your turn bitch

Repeat 1 (2x)

[puff daddy]
Can you feel me?
I just wanna know if y’all can feel me
I just wanna know if y’all can feel me out there
It’s not a game, we’re back
And this time we’re not going anywhere
Number one, that’s my bitch
Recognize! ya feel me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You Can’t Win (Letra)

Lil' Kim

Lil' Kim

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You’ll try and you’ll try again
But you know you can’t win
You’ll try and you’ll try again
But you know you can’t win

What more can i say now?
What more can i do?
No need to feel sad now
‘cause times are pretty thin
And you can’t win
You can’t win
You can’t win

Try and do what you can
But you know you can’t win
You say you don’t understand
But you know you can’t win

What more can you say now?
What more can you do?
No need to feel sad now
‘cause times are pretty thin
And you can’t win
You can’t win
You can’t win

What more can i say now?
What more can i do?
No need to feel sad now
‘cause times are pretty thin
You can’t win
You can’t win
You can’t win