[Intro]
Shades
Free
Latifah
Shades

[Chorus: Shades]
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love

[Verse 1, Free]
You’re begging me to go easy when I hitcha
But I never do, like a crane I come and splitcha
Break your bank in 2, y'all get the picture
Marvel at the power I gain, still counting the days
Articles written about the ways
That I scammed him, got him, beat him, hooked him
And less is still made about how this little girl shook him
I took him for everything they had, the kitchen sink
I got him making appointments to the town shrink
Don't question my status, executive it’s evident
I'm the one holding the bag counting dead presidents
All the evidence is leading back to nowhere, I swear
Detecting me's a waste
Free be gone without a trace, no case
That's how I leave 'em, stressing, guessing
Renigging ain't no use, fessing all the truth
So the next time that you're dogging my fame
Just remember I'm the one who signs the checks in your name
[Chorus: Shades]
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff (tell me)
You’re never gonna get my love

Mr. Big Stuff
You’re gonna break my heart
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna make me cry

[Verse 2, Queen Latifah]
Making a killing off my dealings
Now they catching feelings
Start blowing up the spot, now here come the glass ceiling
I ain’t new but I gotta dishes
And telling the ability to bring it to fruition, that's why you dissing
You frontin' like my ideas is yours or so score
They got laws against that, I done seen them scrap the poor
'Cause the penny you saved was the penny you earned
And bronze done been burned
I ain’t Tina but it's my turn
I'll be the man after the WO
That holds the flow in the position of the CEO
And know your banks is getting taken like C-Lo
You know I gots to get the dough so spare me the ego
Before I D Bo
You a brown noser, I know ya
Peep the game of Queen maintain the composure
Now I'm breaking down the whole boy network
The sucky shirts get nerts when I assert
[Chorus: Shades]
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff (tell me)
You're never gonna get my love

Mr. Big Stuff (Mr. Big Stuff, baby)
You're gonna break my heart
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna make me cry

[Verse 3, Free]
You too busy looking at the frame to see what the picture hold
When they made me, n***a, they broke the mold
Not your average itty little bitty acting silly
I got too much at stake to let you think you really come to your senses
The consequences ain't now joke
I knew what was on your mind before you even spoke
Dirty, you acting flirty and I wonder why
You never look me in my face always focused on my thighs
But you'll see, 'cause while you're playing dumb
While I'm scheming on your office in your chairs
First class up in the air
They say a woman needs love, but me, I beg to differ
Live as bills, excite me, I could do without the slippers
Some say the macho, I'm on line to road to riches
Evil don't scare me, I got the better snitches
So check the situation, ain't no penetration
Free and Queen La, obscene, no duplication
[Chorus: Shades]
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love

Mr. Big Stuff
You're gonna break my heart
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna make me cry

[Outro]
Mr. Big Stuff
Ain't got no time for the party time
You broke my heart for the last time
No time for [?]
This time, baby, you be cryin'

Mr. Big Stuff
Ohh (Never gonna break my heart)
Mr. Big Stuff
Come on, uh come on

Oh Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love