Strip Club lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Luke in front of an audience:]
As you know, we are now in the strip club, in ... Magic City.
[beeper goes off]
Ohh - somebody's beeper goin' - yo, oh hey hey hey, hold on.
Yeah, that's the one by me, yo. Yeah.
[the beat starts]
They just don't know, I'm in the strip club tonight.
I ain't seen allo' y'all comin' in the strip club,
lookin' at all this pussy, me and the boys,
me and 2 Live Crew, Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice.
You know we at Magic City Lounge, ladies and gentlemen;
if y'all don't know where it's located, it's in Atlanta.
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
The strip club is the place to hang
Just watchin' all the bitches just throwin' that thang
In a smoke-filled room, filled with noise
On a special night just for the boys
I'll be sittin' at a table, just sippin' on a drink,
While the bitch is on stage, showin' the pink
Oh, what a sight to see!
It looked like the pussy just winked at me
They'll do anything for a tip
Like table-top dance, or even grab your dick
With my money in hand, lookin' for fun
Look out, man, 'cause here she comes!
[Luke:]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, y'all wanna get them four girls over there?
Them four FINE mu'fuckers, the one over there makin' her pussy jump and shit?
Two pussies in one? Aaight. Y'all - y'all repeat after me ...
Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!
Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Chillin' late night, I was drunk as fuck
A nigga bored as hell, so I hit the club
Gave a bitch five for a table-top dance
She took off her g-string and shook her ass
Baby, all that? You got to work harder!
Do some backflips to make me harder!
So I called the waitress, gimme a drink!
And by that time, a nigga start' to think
If that bitch in here swallows bottle tops,
I know she could make me hard as a rock
So shake ya booty, girl, smack the devil and raise the flag
And let Marquis bless and watch that ass!
[Luke:]
Damn, Mixx, get yo' face out that pussy!
Hey, Marquis, what you doin', man?
You not supposed to be doin' that!
Know you got pussy like that there!
Holdon, hold on, man, hold on, we got -
y'all really with us now, okay, let's say it!
Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!
Fellas say it!
[Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!]
Ohh shiit!!
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
She danced on the table, I poured with sweat
Put my hand in my pocket, pulled out a bet
She laid on the table, then opened her thighs
No hairs on the pussy, which made my dick rise
She went crazy, and I got loose
Gave her a 20 and the pussy juiced
It's the boys' night out, and we're lookin' for fu
nLook out, man, 'cause here she comes!
[Luke:]
Hold on, hold on, hold on, Chris, you gave her a 20?
You buyin' pussy, man.That's against the law.
You know we got locked up one time already.
Hey,hey, hey, don't buy no pussy.
Okay, fellas, y'all ready to get some new hoes?
Let's go! Everybody say
Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!
[Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!]
Leeme hear ya say bring that pussy over here, heeeere!
[Bring that pussy over here, heeeere!]
Now that we done got all the pussy, now y'all know,
we gotta take some of these hoes home,
'cause uh, this hotel gets a little lonely, and we needsto fuck!
Do the Bart lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[News Reporter:]
Well, it seems they're in the news again.
The 2 Live Crew have started a dance craze
that has basically taken the nation by storm!
Here's a report.
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's a brand new dance and it's comin' to your town
It's done by the people who can really throw down
You don't need to be a queen or a jack of spades
It's done by the brothers with the hi-top fades
It doesn't matter if you're shy or wild
It's done by all, man or child
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And work your body 'till it gets loose
Ladies, bend your back and also your knees
Shake your titties and let me squeeze
Then make a face like you wanna fart
Keep workin' them arms while doin' the Bart!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Jitterbugs keep pumpin'!
Why you frontin'?
On the Bart, I'll keep the house jumpin'
Everybody follow me, do that dance, the B-A-R-T
Just step to the right and left
Do the Bart 'till you're out of breath
[Fresh Kid Ice]
It's brand new, the dance to do
The move for the 90's and it's comin' through
Girls, shake your titties and fall to your knees
Show that ass so I can squeeze
Then make the face like you wanna fart
Work them arms while doin' the Bart!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
It's the Bart, y'all, the brand new dance
Fellas, grab your dick; girls, shake that ass
To do this dance you must wear Nike's
Girl, you need bikinis, and no sexy nighties
To do this dance, you can't act cute
Fellas, get upon that ass like you're knockin' the boots
In! Out! Up and down!
When you're doin' the Bart, you're really gettin' down!
When you're doin' the Bart, you're gonna get wet
Right Guard can't save you, 'cause you're bound to sweat
Fat girls, we ain't forgot about you
The Bart's the dance that you can even do
First you need a tight fade, a couple black medallions,
Some skiddo pants and then start dancin'
Unlike the Hammer, unlike the Humpty,
When you're doin' the Bart, you've gotta get funky!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
It's the dance of the 90s, motherfuckers act wild
Your Granny can do it, so you should try
It's not just a dance; it's a state of mind
The fellas need to hi-jump the girls' big behinds
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And work your body 'till it get loose
[Brother Marquis]
Jump up and down, but don't freak or hustle
When you're doin' the Bart, you use every muscle
Don't hurt yourself or exert yourself
You can do the Bart all by yourself
So why you sittin' there in your seat?
Just get on the floor and Bart to the beat!
Well, it seems they're in the news again.
The 2 Live Crew have started a dance craze
that has basically taken the nation by storm!
Here's a report.
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's a brand new dance and it's comin' to your town
It's done by the people who can really throw down
You don't need to be a queen or a jack of spades
It's done by the brothers with the hi-top fades
It doesn't matter if you're shy or wild
It's done by all, man or child
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And work your body 'till it gets loose
Ladies, bend your back and also your knees
Shake your titties and let me squeeze
Then make a face like you wanna fart
Keep workin' them arms while doin' the Bart!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Jitterbugs keep pumpin'!
Why you frontin'?
On the Bart, I'll keep the house jumpin'
Everybody follow me, do that dance, the B-A-R-T
Just step to the right and left
Do the Bart 'till you're out of breath
[Fresh Kid Ice]
It's brand new, the dance to do
The move for the 90's and it's comin' through
Girls, shake your titties and fall to your knees
Show that ass so I can squeeze
Then make the face like you wanna fart
Work them arms while doin' the Bart!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
It's the Bart, y'all, the brand new dance
Fellas, grab your dick; girls, shake that ass
To do this dance you must wear Nike's
Girl, you need bikinis, and no sexy nighties
To do this dance, you can't act cute
Fellas, get upon that ass like you're knockin' the boots
In! Out! Up and down!
When you're doin' the Bart, you're really gettin' down!
When you're doin' the Bart, you're gonna get wet
Right Guard can't save you, 'cause you're bound to sweat
Fat girls, we ain't forgot about you
The Bart's the dance that you can even do
First you need a tight fade, a couple black medallions,
Some skiddo pants and then start dancin'
Unlike the Hammer, unlike the Humpty,
When you're doin' the Bart, you've gotta get funky!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
It's the dance of the 90s, motherfuckers act wild
Your Granny can do it, so you should try
It's not just a dance; it's a state of mind
The fellas need to hi-jump the girls' big behinds
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And work your body 'till it get loose
[Brother Marquis]
Jump up and down, but don't freak or hustle
When you're doin' the Bart, you use every muscle
Don't hurt yourself or exert yourself
You can do the Bart all by yourself
So why you sittin' there in your seat?
Just get on the floor and Bart to the beat!
Face Down Ass Up lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Chorus 2x: Luke]
FACE DOWN ASS UP!
[repeated by the rest of the Crew] THAT'S THE WAY WE LIKE TO FUCK!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
I'm lookin' for a bitch to spend the night
Do the crazy thing while I fuck all night
I make her do things like nothing before
And when I'm done, she'll always be sore
From the things I do when I'm fuckin'
And when I'm tired, the bitches are suckin'
A double team with a friend of mine
Luke's in front and I'm behind
Just ridin' you like a pony
While you suck my dick, makin' me horny
Then all of a sudden we'll switch positions
Prop your ass up and freak the pushin'And when
I cum, you'll hear me roar
I'll treat any bitch like a whore
'Cause it's the way I like to fuck
It's face down and ass up!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Face down, ass up, that's the way I like to fuck
I like the butt, it's my favorite position
I'm tired of the front, so that's why I'm bitchin'
Flip-flop it, baby, bend your ass over
In a full house spread, let me hold ya
Marquis, a raw dick motherfucker
Virgin mouthpieces, the best dick-suckers
Dick-tricks, go round and round
Grip it with your pussy, go up and down
I got her callin' my name out when I'm freakin' out
I bust a nut, and then I'm breakin' out
So when you're naked, down on all fours
You better make sure that you get yours
'Cause a nigga like me will love ya and leave ya
I got mine, hoe! SEE YA!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Luke]
OK fellas, I got one right here, aaight? Check this out:
Lemme hear you say,
"Pussy ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone
Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!"
[they all repeat]
Say "Pussy ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone
Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!"
[they all repeat]
OK ladies, I got one for y'all!
Say "Dick ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone
Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!"
[the ladies repeat]
All the ladies lemme hear you say
"Dick ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone
Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!"
[the ladies repeat]
FACE DOWN ASS UP!
[repeated by the rest of the Crew] THAT'S THE WAY WE LIKE TO FUCK!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
I'm lookin' for a bitch to spend the night
Do the crazy thing while I fuck all night
I make her do things like nothing before
And when I'm done, she'll always be sore
From the things I do when I'm fuckin'
And when I'm tired, the bitches are suckin'
A double team with a friend of mine
Luke's in front and I'm behind
Just ridin' you like a pony
While you suck my dick, makin' me horny
Then all of a sudden we'll switch positions
Prop your ass up and freak the pushin'And when
I cum, you'll hear me roar
I'll treat any bitch like a whore
'Cause it's the way I like to fuck
It's face down and ass up!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Face down, ass up, that's the way I like to fuck
I like the butt, it's my favorite position
I'm tired of the front, so that's why I'm bitchin'
Flip-flop it, baby, bend your ass over
In a full house spread, let me hold ya
Marquis, a raw dick motherfucker
Virgin mouthpieces, the best dick-suckers
Dick-tricks, go round and round
Grip it with your pussy, go up and down
I got her callin' my name out when I'm freakin' out
I bust a nut, and then I'm breakin' out
So when you're naked, down on all fours
You better make sure that you get yours
'Cause a nigga like me will love ya and leave ya
I got mine, hoe! SEE YA!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Luke]
OK fellas, I got one right here, aaight? Check this out:
Lemme hear you say,
"Pussy ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone
Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!"
[they all repeat]
Say "Pussy ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone
Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!"
[they all repeat]
OK ladies, I got one for y'all!
Say "Dick ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone
Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!"
[the ladies repeat]
All the ladies lemme hear you say
"Dick ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone
Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!"
[the ladies repeat]
So Funky lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro]
Umph
So funky!
Nasty!
Hey!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I'm Nasty As I Wanna Be
I express myself so vulgarly
Obscene, or whatever you wanna call it
That's why some suckas wanna stall it
Some people worry about the wrong thing
But why worry about what we're sayin'?
'Cause we're gonna do what we wanna do,
And if y'all don't like it, well then fuck you too!
People don't know unless you tell them so
But it was cool when we were just in the ghetto
We did ask you to publicize us,
But it was you who created the fuss
And blew the whole thing out of proportion
You should worry about your topics like abortion
So I fiend for the funk like a dope-fiend junky
Fuck you all, and let us get So Funky!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Singin' this song, movin' along
Provin' to the suckas that I keep gettin'
Stronger than what ya been hearin'
Kid Ice is on the set, so suckas stop sweatin'
I kick it funky to show my courage
When schoolin' others, I kick the knowledge
For those who hate me, I pray you'll miss me
If you find out you had dissed me
I'll treat you like a child and smack ya head
Feed you dick, put you to bed
Look you in the eye and know you're fessin'
Make you take notes of the lesson
The rhythm is something I cannot hide
A feelin' that I feel, deep inside
So talk about me while I make my money
Kid Ice is known to be So Funky!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Some say I'm crazy and I got problems
An evaluation might help solve 'em
The funky-mack-nasty, filthy-mack-funky
Stankin' (?), the wino junkyMentally scarred, always barred
Slightly deranged, a half-way retard
Goin' off insanely, tryin' to retain me
Tried to capture my rapture, but couldn't contain me
I put 'em in shambles, makin' examples
'Cause once I get started, I'm hard to handle
You can't keep me back, you can't forget that
I heard the chit-chat; you said that I'm wack
But anyway, that's okay
I try not to hear what the niggas say
So I just fiend for the funk like a dope-fiend junky
Excuse me y'all, and let me get So Funky!
Umph
So funky!
Nasty!
Hey!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I'm Nasty As I Wanna Be
I express myself so vulgarly
Obscene, or whatever you wanna call it
That's why some suckas wanna stall it
Some people worry about the wrong thing
But why worry about what we're sayin'?
'Cause we're gonna do what we wanna do,
And if y'all don't like it, well then fuck you too!
People don't know unless you tell them so
But it was cool when we were just in the ghetto
We did ask you to publicize us,
But it was you who created the fuss
And blew the whole thing out of proportion
You should worry about your topics like abortion
So I fiend for the funk like a dope-fiend junky
Fuck you all, and let us get So Funky!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Singin' this song, movin' along
Provin' to the suckas that I keep gettin'
Stronger than what ya been hearin'
Kid Ice is on the set, so suckas stop sweatin'
I kick it funky to show my courage
When schoolin' others, I kick the knowledge
For those who hate me, I pray you'll miss me
If you find out you had dissed me
I'll treat you like a child and smack ya head
Feed you dick, put you to bed
Look you in the eye and know you're fessin'
Make you take notes of the lesson
The rhythm is something I cannot hide
A feelin' that I feel, deep inside
So talk about me while I make my money
Kid Ice is known to be So Funky!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Some say I'm crazy and I got problems
An evaluation might help solve 'em
The funky-mack-nasty, filthy-mack-funky
Stankin' (?), the wino junkyMentally scarred, always barred
Slightly deranged, a half-way retard
Goin' off insanely, tryin' to retain me
Tried to capture my rapture, but couldn't contain me
I put 'em in shambles, makin' examples
'Cause once I get started, I'm hard to handle
You can't keep me back, you can't forget that
I heard the chit-chat; you said that I'm wack
But anyway, that's okay
I try not to hear what the niggas say
So I just fiend for the funk like a dope-fiend junky
Excuse me y'all, and let me get So Funky!
Mamalopenga lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Female voice speaking in Spanish]
[Verse One: Brother Marquis]
I bumped into her at the Coco Cabana
Down in Cuban town in little Havana
I asked her her name, she said Juanita
I just had to ask cuz I just had to meet her
I heard of fast girls but she's a speeder
She said she was hungry and told me to feed her
So I got an expresso and a hot burrito
You look so sweet you fine senorita
Mamalopenga, mama sita
It's a black thing baby so you know it's sweeter
Okay Juanita now I must be your guy
She said Juanita's my nickname, call me Spanish fly
[Spanish talking]
[Verse Two: Fresh Kid Ice]
Black girls white girls even Puerto Ricans
But the Mexicans and Cubans are all so freakin'
I like 'em in dresses with big 'ole chesses
I also like the style and the way she impresses
The fragrance of her perfume smells like roses
She's guarenteed to turn heads whenever she poses
She lives in Miami and of Latin descent
And being with her is how my time should be spent
I met her in the berries on a Friday night
Dressed in a soft silky dress colour virgin white
I said "hey pretty lady, just suck on my finger
And tonight you're the one to Mamalopenga"
[Sounds of the boys & Spanish woman engaging in relations]
[Verse One: Brother Marquis]
I bumped into her at the Coco Cabana
Down in Cuban town in little Havana
I asked her her name, she said Juanita
I just had to ask cuz I just had to meet her
I heard of fast girls but she's a speeder
She said she was hungry and told me to feed her
So I got an expresso and a hot burrito
You look so sweet you fine senorita
Mamalopenga, mama sita
It's a black thing baby so you know it's sweeter
Okay Juanita now I must be your guy
She said Juanita's my nickname, call me Spanish fly
[Spanish talking]
[Verse Two: Fresh Kid Ice]
Black girls white girls even Puerto Ricans
But the Mexicans and Cubans are all so freakin'
I like 'em in dresses with big 'ole chesses
I also like the style and the way she impresses
The fragrance of her perfume smells like roses
She's guarenteed to turn heads whenever she poses
She lives in Miami and of Latin descent
And being with her is how my time should be spent
I met her in the berries on a Friday night
Dressed in a soft silky dress colour virgin white
I said "hey pretty lady, just suck on my finger
And tonight you're the one to Mamalopenga"
[Sounds of the boys & Spanish woman engaging in relations]
This is to Luke From the Posse lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro]
Like this! Hit it!
So why has it gotta be so damn HOT?
[Verse 1: Professor Griff]
I'm the X-Minista, from the troop called P.E.
Professor Griff in the flesh, sincerely
Kickin' it off on a ghetto track
Bringin' to you some actual facts
From the bottom, known as Miami
With the help from a posse called the L.A.D.
Educate is what we do
With permission from the 2 Live Crew
'Cause the Crew is 2 Live for you people
Who run around, changin' laws, just to say we're equal
File a complaint, turn in your risume
'Cause the A.G.S. don't play
I'm the Griff, and I speak profound
I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!
[Verse 2: Lejuan Love]
Yo, check out the Mr. Mixx beat that I flow off
While I go off to boast, brag, and show off
And watch your (??) as I get hyper
I cause them all to slip in they pants; they need a diaper
Whoever stereotyped me for each of those nerds,
I'ma get 'em a fork so they can eat those words
It was said we can't freestyle in M-I-A-M-I
We only had the weak rappers, but tell me, am I?
Lejuan's the type to take your whole gang out
You musta got curfew, because they can't hang out
I'm gettin' paid 'cause I'm good; it's no mystery
You see, I'm rollin' with the man that's makin' history
Lejuan Love is one of the best around
I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!
[Verse 3: JT Money]
In this type of M-U-S-I-C
I know I'm braggin', but I'm the best I see
I seen professionals, but I'm the better master
Who you gonna blast up on your ghetto blaster?
When I start to flow you're guaranteed to hear the raw stuff
They say I'm dope, nice, super good, or rough
If you don't know the game, then I gotta show the lame
That I'm the best out, nobody can flow the same
Am I a threat? Nobody can say no
I'm like a volcano, and I'm sure that they know
When I come off, it's guaranteed legit
Can you come like this? Naw, that's bullshit
JT Money is the best around
I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!
[Verse 4: Debonaire]
I got pull like gravity but some got no juice
Deb in the flesh, well I'm fresh like produce
Suckas never bite my stuff when they competin'
It's just too raw for them to think about eatin'
If y'all ain't heard the word, my rap lingers
The drop sounds like it's hot and burnin' my fingers
This rapper's tryin' to front on a real smooth flower
They ass is grass, and I'm the lawn mower
Of course I put 'em out like trash 'cause I'm a lyncher
Attackin' punk rappers like a Doberman Pincher
They all be like vampires to me, so they oughta
Walk or get burnt, 'cause I'm the Holy Water
You say you wanna battle, but that'd be your doom
'Cause I'll have you on your ass like Fruit of the Loom
The name's Debonaire and I'm one of the best around
I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!
[Verse 5: Brother Marquis]
Though I'm from the bottom, I'm placed by the rest out
Brother Marquis is one of the best out
There's no comparin' me, I'm far from bein' so-so
I top the suckas droppin' fast and flowin' slow
Puttin' suckas out like I was Nyquil
I rock on the mike like no other on the mike
We're your worst nightmare, if not scarier
Their loss in the (??) new to the area
The man you can't handle, 'cause I'm just too rough
They say that I'm good; they should 'cause it's true stuff
So ain't nobody sayin' that I'm not legit
They need to wipe they mouth, 'cause they just talkin' shit
When it comes to droppin' science, I'm the man you can't knock out
The heavyweight champ that'll take your whole block out
Marquis, one of the best around
Yeah, down with Luke and that Ghetto Bass sound!
Like this! Hit it!
So why has it gotta be so damn HOT?
[Verse 1: Professor Griff]
I'm the X-Minista, from the troop called P.E.
Professor Griff in the flesh, sincerely
Kickin' it off on a ghetto track
Bringin' to you some actual facts
From the bottom, known as Miami
With the help from a posse called the L.A.D.
Educate is what we do
With permission from the 2 Live Crew
'Cause the Crew is 2 Live for you people
Who run around, changin' laws, just to say we're equal
File a complaint, turn in your risume
'Cause the A.G.S. don't play
I'm the Griff, and I speak profound
I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!
[Verse 2: Lejuan Love]
Yo, check out the Mr. Mixx beat that I flow off
While I go off to boast, brag, and show off
And watch your (??) as I get hyper
I cause them all to slip in they pants; they need a diaper
Whoever stereotyped me for each of those nerds,
I'ma get 'em a fork so they can eat those words
It was said we can't freestyle in M-I-A-M-I
We only had the weak rappers, but tell me, am I?
Lejuan's the type to take your whole gang out
You musta got curfew, because they can't hang out
I'm gettin' paid 'cause I'm good; it's no mystery
You see, I'm rollin' with the man that's makin' history
Lejuan Love is one of the best around
I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!
[Verse 3: JT Money]
In this type of M-U-S-I-C
I know I'm braggin', but I'm the best I see
I seen professionals, but I'm the better master
Who you gonna blast up on your ghetto blaster?
When I start to flow you're guaranteed to hear the raw stuff
They say I'm dope, nice, super good, or rough
If you don't know the game, then I gotta show the lame
That I'm the best out, nobody can flow the same
Am I a threat? Nobody can say no
I'm like a volcano, and I'm sure that they know
When I come off, it's guaranteed legit
Can you come like this? Naw, that's bullshit
JT Money is the best around
I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!
[Verse 4: Debonaire]
I got pull like gravity but some got no juice
Deb in the flesh, well I'm fresh like produce
Suckas never bite my stuff when they competin'
It's just too raw for them to think about eatin'
If y'all ain't heard the word, my rap lingers
The drop sounds like it's hot and burnin' my fingers
This rapper's tryin' to front on a real smooth flower
They ass is grass, and I'm the lawn mower
Of course I put 'em out like trash 'cause I'm a lyncher
Attackin' punk rappers like a Doberman Pincher
They all be like vampires to me, so they oughta
Walk or get burnt, 'cause I'm the Holy Water
You say you wanna battle, but that'd be your doom
'Cause I'll have you on your ass like Fruit of the Loom
The name's Debonaire and I'm one of the best around
I'm down with Luke and the Ghetto Bass sound!
[Verse 5: Brother Marquis]
Though I'm from the bottom, I'm placed by the rest out
Brother Marquis is one of the best out
There's no comparin' me, I'm far from bein' so-so
I top the suckas droppin' fast and flowin' slow
Puttin' suckas out like I was Nyquil
I rock on the mike like no other on the mike
We're your worst nightmare, if not scarier
Their loss in the (??) new to the area
The man you can't handle, 'cause I'm just too rough
They say that I'm good; they should 'cause it's true stuff
So ain't nobody sayin' that I'm not legit
They need to wipe they mouth, 'cause they just talkin' shit
When it comes to droppin' science, I'm the man you can't knock out
The heavyweight champ that'll take your whole block out
Marquis, one of the best around
Yeah, down with Luke and that Ghetto Bass sound!
Me So Horny lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[sample from Full Metal Jacket]
What'll we get for ten dollars?
Every 'ting you want
Everything?
Every'ting
Ooh! Don't do that, baby! Ahh!
Hold on this! Oh, sock it to me! Aaahh!
Ooohh!
[end of sample]
[Chorus repeated during breakdowns:]
[sample from Full Metal Jacket:]
Ahh! Me so horny!
Me love you long time!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Sittin' at home with my dick on hard
So I got the black book for a freak to call
Picked up the telephone, then dialed the 7 digits
Said, "Yo, this Marquis, baby! Are you down with it?"
I arrived at her house, knocked on the doo
rNot having no idea of what the night had in store
I'm like a dog in heat, a freak without warning
I have an appetite for sex, 'cause me so horny
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Girls always ask me why I fuck so much
I say "What's wrong, baby doll, with a quick nut?"
'Cause you're the one, and you shouldn't be mad
I won't tell your mama if you don't tell your dad
I know he'll be disgusted when he sees your pussy busted
Won't your mama be so mad if she knew I got that ass?
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning
My appetite is sex, 'cause me so horny
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
You can say I'm desperate, even call me perverted
But you say I'm a dog when I leave you fucked and deserted
I'll play with your heart just like it's a game
I'll be blowing your mind while you're blowing my brains
I'm just like that man they call Georgie Puddin' Pie
I fuck all the girls and I make 'em cry
I'm like a dog in heat, a freak without warning
I have an appetite for sex, 'cause me so horny.
[Chorus]
[Breakdown 4x:]
[sample from Full Metal Jacket:]
Ahh! Hold on this! Oh, sock it to me!
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice]
It's true, you were a virgin until you met me
I was the first to make you hot and wetty-wetty
You tell your parents that we're goin' out
Never to the movies, just straight to my house
You said it yourself, you like it like I do
Put your lips on my dick, and suck my asshole too
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning
My appetite is sex, 'cause me so horny
[Chorus]
[Breakdown repeated till end of track:]
[sample from Full Metal Jacket:]
Fuckie suckie. Me fuckie suckie.
Dick Almighty lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[FKI]
Dick the Almighty's of no surprise
It'll fuck all the bitches all shapes and sizes
She'll climb a mount, even run the block
Just to kiss the head of this big black cock
It'll tear the pussy open cause some satisfaction
The bitch won't leave its fail attraction
Dick's so powerful she'll kneel and break
Awaitin' her time hopin' soon to slay
[BM]
That dick will make a bitch cry
We're fuckin' a bitch that's tight inside
That dick has got a spell on you
Once he gets inside you'll act the fool
That dick will make a bitch act cute
Suck my dick bitch and make it puke
Jump up on it, grab it like you want it
If you could wear a dick, bitch you would fraught it
That dick!
[FKI]
Bitches are the ones thinkin' dicks get soft
They fuck one time and they got all
Thinkin' it's slick just to ride the dick
To make a nigger come and then he'll quit
But not the long one, I won't play that shit
Put her ass in the buck and kill the clit
It's 12" long, 8" thick
Last name Almight, first name is Dick
[BM]
That dick is a motherfucker
I can't be pussy-licked by a dicksucker
That dick would drive a bitch crazy
Bitches wanna fuck when you're tired and lazy
That dick, sometimes cost you money
Don't be blamed for a child that's not yours, dummy!
That dick is a greedy bitch's dinner
I let a bitch fee, before I go up in her
That dick!
[FKI]
Bitches go crazy after all-night fucks
Startin' from the back then do the buck
Since a good dick is hard to find
I kill that pussy then fuck your mind
Bitches like the dick, just claim the fee
Forget the salad, just eat my meat
They pay big dollars, 'cause they don't come free
To spend time with the dick, the Almighty
[BM]
That dick will make you cheat on your man
Make you so freaky and hot in the ass
That dick will make you hurt yourself
When you don't have dick you fingerfuck yourself
That dick is an awful thing
But you bulldagger bitches are fuckin' up the game
Rubbin' belly to belly, and skin to skin
Fuckin' like hair but ain't no dick goin' in
That dick!
Put Her in the Buck lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Luke:] NOW PUT 'ER IN THE BUCK!!!!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's only one way to have a good time
Fuck that pussy and make it mine
Lay the bitch on the bed, flat on her back
Hold her legs up high, make the pussy splak
You can put her in the buck by sittin' on a sink
Wrap her legs 'round you, now take this DICK!
[Luke:] NOW PUT 'ER IN THE BUCK!!!!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
It's a position in sex that's done by the masters
It ain't the 69 or what you learned in class
It increases the intensity of a fuck
Legs up high, known as the buck
It's the way to give her more than what she wants
Like the doggystyle, you get all the cunt
'Cause all men try real hard to do it
To have her walk in front and we try to abuse it
A big stinkin' pussy can't do it all
So we try real hard to bust the walls
Like THIS!!
[Luke:] NOW PUT 'ER IN THE BUCK!!!!
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
I'll break you down and dick you long
Bust your pussy then break your backbone
I'll go between them legs that's open wide
Pushin' this dick from side to side
Straight to the ceiling, now I'm feeling the feelin'
When I bust a nut, your ass'll be screamin'!!
[Luke:] NOW PUT 'ER IN THE BUCK!!!!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's only one way to have a good time
Fuck that pussy and make it mine
Lay the bitch on the bed, flat on her back
Hold her legs up high, make the pussy splak
You can put her in the buck by sittin' on a sink
Wrap her legs 'round you, now take this DICK!
[Luke:] NOW PUT 'ER IN THE BUCK!!!!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
It's a position in sex that's done by the masters
It ain't the 69 or what you learned in class
It increases the intensity of a fuck
Legs up high, known as the buck
It's the way to give her more than what she wants
Like the doggystyle, you get all the cunt
'Cause all men try real hard to do it
To have her walk in front and we try to abuse it
A big stinkin' pussy can't do it all
So we try real hard to bust the walls
Like THIS!!
[Luke:] NOW PUT 'ER IN THE BUCK!!!!
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
I'll break you down and dick you long
Bust your pussy then break your backbone
I'll go between them legs that's open wide
Pushin' this dick from side to side
Straight to the ceiling, now I'm feeling the feelin'
When I bust a nut, your ass'll be screamin'!!
[Luke:] NOW PUT 'ER IN THE BUCK!!!!
C'mon Babe lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[sound of woman being fucked]
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
When the party's over, we can get together,
Go to my house and fuck forever,
And do whatever comes to mind
Let me stick my dick in your behind
You can pour me a glass of Dom Perignon
Then suck my dick until I cum
Soft is your body, tender is your kiss
C'mon, baby, we can do this!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
No need to act stuck-up, pretty and seditty
Got a funky disposition and you think you're witty
You're not used to people saying things like this
It's called criticism, and not a diss
I only give compliments when they are due
Now I'm gonna tell you all the truth
You claim to be a virgin, I mean the purest
I'll be gentle, baby, 'cause we can do this!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Love is the key to end all your woes
You'll be my bitch, not a dirty hoe
Together as one we will be
I'll be fucking you and you'll be sucking me
Then lick my ass up and down
Lick it 'till your tongue turns doo-doo brown
Don't try to be slick and give me a kiss
C'mon, baby, we can do this!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Bitch, it's time to spend the night
Let's walk the beach in the moonlight
Holding each other like lovers do
When the pussy's wet, I'll know what to do
Makin' love, holdin' you near
Screams and moans is all I hear
Quick is your tongue,soft is your lips
Suck it, bitch, 'cause you can do this!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Let's get it goin' on, let's act a fool
Listen and learn while I take you to school
You say you don't fuck on the first date?
Then fuck you, bitch! I ain't gonna wait
'Cause my dick is hard and my back is strong
I'll find another bitch to get it on
'Cause now is the time so stop the bullshit
C'mon, baby, we can do this!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
As you move your body, the shit you say
Will make any man want to stay
'Cause being with you is all I ask
And fucking you will be my task
My lonely nights will be filled with fun
No more clubs and sex on the run
Just suck this dick, while here I lay
You can do this, so c'mon, babe!
[Mixx cuts "Fuck me, bitch!"]
[Verse 4: Brother Marquis]
Bitch, you say you's gonna give me some
Now you wanna start acting dumb
You wanna play cat and mouse
When I catch you, I'ma stick my dick in your mouth
Now stop the teasin' and start the pleasin'
Just fuck me good until I skeet
Bitch, stop fakin', you need to quit it
C'mon, baby, 'cause we can do this!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Step to me and fall to your knees
Suck this dick, put me at ease
Do something special you know I like
Smokin' head and please don't bite
Slow and easy I pull the seat back
Up and down, as I climax
Steady in motion, I quietly say
We can do this, so suck it, babe!
[Woman's voice:] "I think that type of sexual activity is disgusting!"
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
When the party's over, we can get together,
Go to my house and fuck forever,
And do whatever comes to mind
Let me stick my dick in your behind
You can pour me a glass of Dom Perignon
Then suck my dick until I cum
Soft is your body, tender is your kiss
C'mon, baby, we can do this!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
No need to act stuck-up, pretty and seditty
Got a funky disposition and you think you're witty
You're not used to people saying things like this
It's called criticism, and not a diss
I only give compliments when they are due
Now I'm gonna tell you all the truth
You claim to be a virgin, I mean the purest
I'll be gentle, baby, 'cause we can do this!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Love is the key to end all your woes
You'll be my bitch, not a dirty hoe
Together as one we will be
I'll be fucking you and you'll be sucking me
Then lick my ass up and down
Lick it 'till your tongue turns doo-doo brown
Don't try to be slick and give me a kiss
C'mon, baby, we can do this!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Bitch, it's time to spend the night
Let's walk the beach in the moonlight
Holding each other like lovers do
When the pussy's wet, I'll know what to do
Makin' love, holdin' you near
Screams and moans is all I hear
Quick is your tongue,soft is your lips
Suck it, bitch, 'cause you can do this!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Let's get it goin' on, let's act a fool
Listen and learn while I take you to school
You say you don't fuck on the first date?
Then fuck you, bitch! I ain't gonna wait
'Cause my dick is hard and my back is strong
I'll find another bitch to get it on
'Cause now is the time so stop the bullshit
C'mon, baby, we can do this!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
As you move your body, the shit you say
Will make any man want to stay
'Cause being with you is all I ask
And fucking you will be my task
My lonely nights will be filled with fun
No more clubs and sex on the run
Just suck this dick, while here I lay
You can do this, so c'mon, babe!
[Mixx cuts "Fuck me, bitch!"]
[Verse 4: Brother Marquis]
Bitch, you say you's gonna give me some
Now you wanna start acting dumb
You wanna play cat and mouse
When I catch you, I'ma stick my dick in your mouth
Now stop the teasin' and start the pleasin'
Just fuck me good until I skeet
Bitch, stop fakin', you need to quit it
C'mon, baby, 'cause we can do this!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Step to me and fall to your knees
Suck this dick, put me at ease
Do something special you know I like
Smokin' head and please don't bite
Slow and easy I pull the seat back
Up and down, as I climax
Steady in motion, I quietly say
We can do this, so suck it, babe!
[Woman's voice:] "I think that type of sexual activity is disgusting!"
Dirty Nursery Rhymes lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Brother Marquis]
My mama and your mama was talking little shit
My mama called your mama a bulldagging ass bitch
I know your sister, and the bitch ain't shit
She slayed me and all the boys
And even sucked our dicks
Jack and Jill went up the hill to have a little fun
Jack got mad, kicked Jill in the ass
Cause she couldn't make him cum
Mama Bear and Papa Bear went for a walk through the forest
Mama Bear asked Papa Bear could he eat her porridge
Papa Bear said 'shit bitch, you must think I'm sick
Just get down here, on your knees
And suck this badass dick'
Abraham Lincoln was a good old man
He hopped out the window with his dick in his hand
Said 'excuse me lady, I'm doing my duty
So pull down your pants and give me some boody'
[Fresh Kid Ice]
There's an old lady who lives in a shoe
Got a house full of kids don't know what to do
She sucked and fucked all the niggas around
When it's time to pay rent couldn't none be found
Little miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
With her legs gapped open wide
Up came a spider, looked up inside her
And said 'that pussy's wide'
Little Jack Horner sat in a corner
Fucking this cutie pie
Stuck in his thumb, made the bitch cum
Said 'hell of a nigga am I'
Humpty Dumpty fell off the wall
Cause a hoe on the ave. was sucking his balls
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put that fat motherfucker back together again
[Luke]
Hey wait, I got one, did this, I got one, check this out
The two dudes, dig this, the two dudes
Two dudes dressed like nuns, right
[Brother Marquis]
Little Red Riding Hood was on her way
To grandmother's house
But before she got there she met this man
That turned her hot ass out
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Rupunzle, Rupunzle let down your hair
The dog's on my ass and getting near
The hair came loose and fell in a lake
Bitch check the weave that's in that lake
[Luke]
Bitch, get that weave out!
You dirty bitch, get that weave out!
Mix say, bitch get that weave out...
[Cheech and Chong: ] Hey! You ruined my record, man, I just bought it!
Break it on Down lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Now let me break it on down and tell the story
When they say "2 Live," your mama gets worried
When they speak of us, the negative get mentioned
But we don't care; thanks for your attention
An underground sound, talkin' shit off the street
That Ghetto Style with a hard-ass beat
Our explicit lyrics tells it like it is
If you don't like what I'm saying, get the fuck outta here!
Luke Skyywalker, the man, not a myth
The king of the ghetto, down with the clique
As he gets mixin' he don't like attention;
He just likes to hear crowd participation
Pumpin' up the people, makin' them one crowd All in one motion, screamin' out loud
Together as one in every townSlash' em on up, Luke!
"Break it on down!"
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
The definition of a good DJ
Is one who rocks the beat so the rhymes I say,
To get the party jumpin',is how I get paid
Benefits of a hit is when I get laid
Mr. Mixx is the one to get things goin'
So the rhymes we say will always be flowin'
Maximizin' the effect of our vocals
Whether nationwide or even local
His cuts and scratches taken to the extreme
Can only be matched in another's dreams
Doin' things with his body that couldn't be done
Rockin' the masses all for fun
He's always needed after every show
The Treach DJ, the only one you should know
Step to the Mixx and get the crowd off the ground
Come on, Mr. Mixx, and "Break it on down!"
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
If you ask me to rap, rap for you I'll do so
I'm the type of nigga that'll break it down slow
I rhyme like an artist, such as DaVinci
Like the Mona Lisa, I'm a sight to see
This is not a tale and I'm not a character
Just a kind of MC who loves to harass ya
Out my dome, I'll start thinkin'
Get so funky 'til I start stinkin'
I don't think slow when it comes to rhymes
When times create, I shift to overdrive
Now all the competition, they're my last worries
I'll take 'em out quick, fast and in a hurry
Now I can go the distance, I can go the length
It's not the weak, because it's all in the strength
You don't know? You mean you ain't heard?
Yours truly, Marquis, can "Break it on down!"
We'll make you feel the beat
Now let me break it on down and tell the story
When they say "2 Live," your mama gets worried
When they speak of us, the negative get mentioned
But we don't care; thanks for your attention
An underground sound, talkin' shit off the street
That Ghetto Style with a hard-ass beat
Our explicit lyrics tells it like it is
If you don't like what I'm saying, get the fuck outta here!
Luke Skyywalker, the man, not a myth
The king of the ghetto, down with the clique
As he gets mixin' he don't like attention;
He just likes to hear crowd participation
Pumpin' up the people, makin' them one crowd All in one motion, screamin' out loud
Together as one in every townSlash' em on up, Luke!
"Break it on down!"
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
The definition of a good DJ
Is one who rocks the beat so the rhymes I say,
To get the party jumpin',is how I get paid
Benefits of a hit is when I get laid
Mr. Mixx is the one to get things goin'
So the rhymes we say will always be flowin'
Maximizin' the effect of our vocals
Whether nationwide or even local
His cuts and scratches taken to the extreme
Can only be matched in another's dreams
Doin' things with his body that couldn't be done
Rockin' the masses all for fun
He's always needed after every show
The Treach DJ, the only one you should know
Step to the Mixx and get the crowd off the ground
Come on, Mr. Mixx, and "Break it on down!"
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
If you ask me to rap, rap for you I'll do so
I'm the type of nigga that'll break it down slow
I rhyme like an artist, such as DaVinci
Like the Mona Lisa, I'm a sight to see
This is not a tale and I'm not a character
Just a kind of MC who loves to harass ya
Out my dome, I'll start thinkin'
Get so funky 'til I start stinkin'
I don't think slow when it comes to rhymes
When times create, I shift to overdrive
Now all the competition, they're my last worries
I'll take 'em out quick, fast and in a hurry
Now I can go the distance, I can go the length
It's not the weak, because it's all in the strength
You don't know? You mean you ain't heard?
Yours truly, Marquis, can "Break it on down!"
We'll make you feel the beat
2 Live Blues lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Brother Marquis:]
I bring home the bacon
Bitch I put it in your hand
But behind my back bitch
You been seen with another man
Oh I just had to shed a tear
Bitch you got to leave here
Is it me or him baby?
So long my motherfuckin' dear
[Luke Skyywalker:]
Come lay you black ass down
Right beside me
Hold onto my dick
While I grab a little bit of that pussy
Suck it right
Bitch suck it all night
And if you ask me to eat some pussy
I choke your black ass all night
[Fresh Kid Ice:]
Since my baby left me
I been doin' well on my own
Fucked the neighbour's wife
And broke up a happy home
Now the bitch wanna live with me
This long dick Chinese
Bitch if you can't fry rice
Well get your bald-head ass out tonight
[Mr. Mixx:]
I met this raggedy bitch
Down on southwest eighth street
I fuck that bitch from the top of her head
To the bunyons on her motherfuckin' feet
I said Bitch as long as your pussy is
It's a goddamn sin
I gotta hold an ironing board across your chest
To keep from fallin' in
I bring home the bacon
Bitch I put it in your hand
But behind my back bitch
You been seen with another man
Oh I just had to shed a tear
Bitch you got to leave here
Is it me or him baby?
So long my motherfuckin' dear
[Luke Skyywalker:]
Come lay you black ass down
Right beside me
Hold onto my dick
While I grab a little bit of that pussy
Suck it right
Bitch suck it all night
And if you ask me to eat some pussy
I choke your black ass all night
[Fresh Kid Ice:]
Since my baby left me
I been doin' well on my own
Fucked the neighbour's wife
And broke up a happy home
Now the bitch wanna live with me
This long dick Chinese
Bitch if you can't fry rice
Well get your bald-head ass out tonight
[Mr. Mixx:]
I met this raggedy bitch
Down on southwest eighth street
I fuck that bitch from the top of her head
To the bunyons on her motherfuckin' feet
I said Bitch as long as your pussy is
It's a goddamn sin
I gotta hold an ironing board across your chest
To keep from fallin' in
Get Loose Now lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Chorus:]
[Mixx cuts "Get Loose Now" from "It Takes Two"]
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
People everywhere, just check this out
Say, something brand new that'll make you shout
For you, and you, and all to see
The dopest rhymes, said by me
Listin' these facts for all to know
How to rock a party, keep the crowd on the go
It starts with the beat, then comes the rhyme
The stance that's hard to keep you on time
We'll add a little scratch to give some flavor
So the mix'll be right for you to savor
There's only one way to move the crowd:
Bass level up high, volume level up loud
To do youre best, you gotta believe
And what you want, you'll soon achieve
It's who you know to get your juice
I started with rhymes and I get loose!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
This is a section, some of a rehearsal
So sucker MC's don't take it personal
I don't mean to talk about you or put you down
But I get loose out the door and go and freestyle
You see, the point I'm trying to make comes out so clear
I be bustin' lyrics 'till I leave here
I don't claim to be the best; I'm funky, not fresh
I just want to get respected, with all the rest
You see, I come from down South, talk slick out my mouth
I went to New York and got kicked out
Because they don't like me; they just like us as a whole
'Cause the music we make (?) we got soul
So tell me the truth; it's monkey see monkey do
We cuss on a record; now you wanna cuss too
From Hi-top fades to jhericurl juice
Watch Marquis y'all, as I get loose!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
Get on up, let me bust a rhyme
Something that happened ahead this time
I was coolin' out, doin' my work
Then suddenly, it went berserk
Marquis came in with a couple girls
All the boys went crazy, takin' off clothes
We all got naked, no time to front
Clear the desk, 'cause you know what I want
Grabbed one by the hair, threw her on the floor
Opened her thighs, and guess what I saw
A hell of a mess, oh, what a bush
In a couple of minutes I'll be there to push
And back and forth, the momentum goes
I keep on strokin' as I get on my toes
She kept on moanin' 'till she started to juice
I'm in control when I get loose!
[Chorus]
[Mixx cuts "Get Loose Now" from "It Takes Two"]
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
People everywhere, just check this out
Say, something brand new that'll make you shout
For you, and you, and all to see
The dopest rhymes, said by me
Listin' these facts for all to know
How to rock a party, keep the crowd on the go
It starts with the beat, then comes the rhyme
The stance that's hard to keep you on time
We'll add a little scratch to give some flavor
So the mix'll be right for you to savor
There's only one way to move the crowd:
Bass level up high, volume level up loud
To do youre best, you gotta believe
And what you want, you'll soon achieve
It's who you know to get your juice
I started with rhymes and I get loose!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
This is a section, some of a rehearsal
So sucker MC's don't take it personal
I don't mean to talk about you or put you down
But I get loose out the door and go and freestyle
You see, the point I'm trying to make comes out so clear
I be bustin' lyrics 'till I leave here
I don't claim to be the best; I'm funky, not fresh
I just want to get respected, with all the rest
You see, I come from down South, talk slick out my mouth
I went to New York and got kicked out
Because they don't like me; they just like us as a whole
'Cause the music we make (?) we got soul
So tell me the truth; it's monkey see monkey do
We cuss on a record; now you wanna cuss too
From Hi-top fades to jhericurl juice
Watch Marquis y'all, as I get loose!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
Get on up, let me bust a rhyme
Something that happened ahead this time
I was coolin' out, doin' my work
Then suddenly, it went berserk
Marquis came in with a couple girls
All the boys went crazy, takin' off clothes
We all got naked, no time to front
Clear the desk, 'cause you know what I want
Grabbed one by the hair, threw her on the floor
Opened her thighs, and guess what I saw
A hell of a mess, oh, what a bush
In a couple of minutes I'll be there to push
And back and forth, the momentum goes
I keep on strokin' as I get on my toes
She kept on moanin' 'till she started to juice
I'm in control when I get loose!
[Chorus]
The Fuck Shop lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
"I know a place just down there two streets.
Baby, they'll ask you no questions and give you clean sheets!"
[gong noise]
[Luke:] WELCOME TO THE FUCK SHO-O-O-OP!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's only one place where we can go
Where the price is right just to fuck a ho
It's always popular with the girls and the guys
'Cause for all my money, it's the best buy
Ten dollars, two hours is the time of the stay
It's more than enough time to slay
Each room has a bed and also a sink
So you can wash your dick after fucking the pink
But be careful of the things that you use'
Cause you can get arrested for sex abuse
So as you hit the door and the panties drop,
Whole lot of suckin' and fuckin' at the Fuck Shop!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Please come inside, make yourself at home
I want to fuck, 'cause my dick's on bone
You little whore behind closed doors
You would drink my cum and nothing more
Now spread your wings open for the flight
Let me fill you up with something milky and white
'Cause I'm hopin' to slay you, rough and painful
You innocent bitch, don't be shameful
Bring out the ice cubes and the hot water
This is the second half, and not the second quarter
I'll fuck you 'till you sleep; you'll sleep like a baby
And in your dreams, you'll say I'm crazy
In the Fuck Shop!
[Luke squeaky voice:] YOU'RE IN THE FUCK SHOP, BABEEEE!I WANNA SEE YOU FREAK!!
[Verse 3: Luke]
In the Fuck Shop! That's where it's at!
In the Fuck Shop! The place to splak!
In the Fuck Shop! Where all the boys go!
In the Fuck Shop! Fuckin' all the hoes!
[gong noise]
[Luke:] THANK YOU FOR FUCKIN' AT THE FUCK SHO-O-O-OP!!
If You Believe In Having Sex lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[' ' = the fellas]
[( ) = the ladies]
[{ } = the crowd]
[< > = Luke using white accent]
[Luke:]
If you believe in having sex, say hell yeah! {Hell yeah!}
If you believe in having sex, say hell, fuck yeah! {Hell, fuck yeah!}
When I say S, you say E, when I say X, you say sex!
S! {E!} X! {SEX!!} Let's go!!
[the beat starts here]
Do the ladies run this muthafucker? (Hell yeah!)
Do the fellas run this muthafucker? [Hell yeah!]
Do the ladies run this muthafucker? (Hell, fuck yeah!)
Do the fellas run this mutha? (Hell, fuck yeah!)
All hoes! 'Suck dick!' All niggas! (Eat pussy!)
All hoes! 'Drink dick!' All niggas! (Eat pussy!)
Bulldaggers! (Suck pussy!) All faggots! 'Suck dick!'
Bulldaggers! (Suck pussy!) All faggots! 'Drink dick!'
Now, now hold on, hold up, fellas, I wanna know ALL the fellas out there
who gon' get some pussy! Aaight? I want y'all to repeat after me.
Say "I'm gon' get some pus-sy!" 'I'm gon' get some pus-sy!'
Say "I'm gon' get some pus-sy!" 'I'm gon' get some pus-sy!'
Now ladies, I want y'all to repeat after me if y'all got somethin' to say to
these niggas out here, all right, ladies? Y'all ready to do this, ladies?
Say "You ain't gettin' no pus-sy!" (You ain't gettin' no pus-sy!)
"'Cause you ain't got no money!" ('Cause you ain't got no mon-ey!)
Say "You ain't gettin' no pus-sy!" (You ain't gettin' no pus-sy!)
"'Cause you ain't got no money!" ('Cause you ain't got no mon-ey!)
Oh shit! Oh shit!
These women gettin' loose on y'all fellas. But hold on,
fellas, we gon' get these women, all right,
I got somethin' for y'all to say:
"Take, your crabby, ass home, BIIITCH!"
'Take, your crabby, ass home, BIIITCH!'
Lemme hear ya say "Take, your crabby, ass home, BIIITCH!"
'Take, your crabby, ass home, BIIITCH!'
All the ladies say, "Eat, my pussy! Eat, eat, my pus-sy!"
(Eat, my pussy! Eat, eat, my pus-sy!)
All the ladies say, "Eat, this pussy! Eat, eat, this pus-sy!"
(Eat, this pussy! Eat, eat, this pus-sy!)
Okay, okay, I-I-I can't forget about my white-boy friends at the depot;
<"Suck, my cock and I'll eat yer pussee!!">
'Suck, my cock and I'll eat yer pussee!!'
'Suck, my cock and I'll eat yer pussee!!'
Now I know why everybody like having sex, more than they
like doin' anything else in the whole world. Okay, fellas,
I wanna know what y'all like about havin' sex.
Is it less fillin'? 'No, it tastes great!'
Is it less fillin'? 'No, it tastes great!'
Now ladies,
I wanna know what all y'all fine-ass ladies like about havin sex.
Aaight, ladies, y'all gon' tell me? Y'all gon' tell me?
Okay, y'all tell me.
Does it taste great? (No, it's less fillin'!)
Does it taste great? (No, it's less fillin'!)
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
[the beat stops here]
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
(Less fillin'!) 'Tastes great!'
[the group gradually stops
My Seven Bizzos lyrics - The 2 live Crew
[Note: Brother Marquis does all the verses.]
My seven bizzos...Seven days, seven ways, that's too much...My seven bizzos...
On Monday there's Melissa, I like to be with her
I get all her money and, a-then I diss her
On Tuesday there's Sareesa, she's my homeroom teacher
She said, "After school, I would love to meet you!"I said "Bet!" with no regret
Because a night with her was one I wouldn't forget
So then I told all my homies and they all called me phony
And said I was kickin' a bunch of that baloney
But they soon found out, and now they all believe'
Cause every Tuesday after school, me and her would leave
My seven bizzos...
[2x] Seven days, seven ways, that's too much... My seven bizzos...
On Wednesday there's Wanda, who looks like Jane Fonda
She said she likes bikes, so I put her on my Honda
I took her to the park, where it was pitch dark
She done what I asked right from the start
She got naked, then my dick got erected
Before I rocked her pussy, I had to check it
But when we're in school, she tries to play it cool'
Cause she doesn't want her rich friends to know the truth
But me and her both know all the facts
She's in love with the brother from the ghetto, who is black
My seven bizzos...
[2x] Seven days, seven ways, that's too much...My seven bizzos...Yeahhh.
On Thursday there's Trina, her perfume lingers
She likes to suck my dizzo, my tizzo and my finger
On Friday there's Frances, who likes to take chances
When her husband's at work, she does me dirty dances
She's my own private skeezer, she's not a dick-teaser
She knows what I like, and that's to please her
On Saturday there's Susie, who likes my jacuzzi
She steps in naked with her bare-ass booty
She takes a drink, then her head starts to sink
She slobs on Bob while I play with the pink
My seven bizzos...
[2x] Seven days, seven ways, too much...My seven bizzos...
On Sunday there's Connie, who fucks with slick Ronnie
She's a tricky-dick bitch who's out for his money
She's always schemin' and hot like a demon
I thought I came in her mouth, but I was only peein'
Now all these hoes belong to one player
A hard dick brother and a pussy surveyor
Now y'all ain't heard? You better go ask your mother
That your sister's being dicked by Marquis, your brother
My seven bizzos...
Seven days, seven ways, too much...My seven bizzos...Yeahhh.
My seven bizzos...Seven days, seven ways, that's too much...My seven bizzos...
On Monday there's Melissa, I like to be with her
I get all her money and, a-then I diss her
On Tuesday there's Sareesa, she's my homeroom teacher
She said, "After school, I would love to meet you!"I said "Bet!" with no regret
Because a night with her was one I wouldn't forget
So then I told all my homies and they all called me phony
And said I was kickin' a bunch of that baloney
But they soon found out, and now they all believe'
Cause every Tuesday after school, me and her would leave
My seven bizzos...
[2x] Seven days, seven ways, that's too much... My seven bizzos...
On Wednesday there's Wanda, who looks like Jane Fonda
She said she likes bikes, so I put her on my Honda
I took her to the park, where it was pitch dark
She done what I asked right from the start
She got naked, then my dick got erected
Before I rocked her pussy, I had to check it
But when we're in school, she tries to play it cool'
Cause she doesn't want her rich friends to know the truth
But me and her both know all the facts
She's in love with the brother from the ghetto, who is black
My seven bizzos...
[2x] Seven days, seven ways, that's too much...My seven bizzos...Yeahhh.
On Thursday there's Trina, her perfume lingers
She likes to suck my dizzo, my tizzo and my finger
On Friday there's Frances, who likes to take chances
When her husband's at work, she does me dirty dances
She's my own private skeezer, she's not a dick-teaser
She knows what I like, and that's to please her
On Saturday there's Susie, who likes my jacuzzi
She steps in naked with her bare-ass booty
She takes a drink, then her head starts to sink
She slobs on Bob while I play with the pink
My seven bizzos...
[2x] Seven days, seven ways, too much...My seven bizzos...
On Sunday there's Connie, who fucks with slick Ronnie
She's a tricky-dick bitch who's out for his money
She's always schemin' and hot like a demon
I thought I came in her mouth, but I was only peein'
Now all these hoes belong to one player
A hard dick brother and a pussy surveyor
Now y'all ain't heard? You better go ask your mother
That your sister's being dicked by Marquis, your brother
My seven bizzos...
Seven days, seven ways, too much...My seven bizzos...Yeahhh.
Bad Ass Bitch lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Chorus:]
[Mixx scratches "Bad ass bitch!"]
[During the breakdowns, we hear the Crew just hangin' out,chit-chatting
about their sexual encounters. Most of their words are inaudible.]
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's always one bitch in every town
Every time you see her, her panites are down
Always dressed fresh in the ladies' wear
She sports the weave instead of hair
Known to the boys as a real fly cutie
Tight-ass jeans to show that booty
When we met, I acted grinnin''
Cause in my book, she was a queen
I felt that feelin', anticipation
Later came the stories of a reputation
She was burnin' since she was born I fucked anyway, 'cause the bitch was ON!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
When we first met, I'll never forget'
Cause her lips were moist, a touch soft and wet
We danced, to a funky tune
And stared at each other in a smoke-filled room
I said, "What's up? Are you down with it?
Let's go to the crib so I can run up in it!"
So we left the club for this night full of fun
I'm out for a splak, 'cause I'm not the one
For no bullshit or love-silly games
Let's get butt-booty naked and do the wild thing
First she took off her panties, snatched off her bra
Out popped the biggest tits I ever saw
They were big enough to knock a man down
They were shaped like grapes, and my favorite shade of brown
My dick was hard, and she was hot like a heater
By the looks of her mouth, she was a dick-eater
I said, "You raggedy bitch, don't play dumb!
Put my dick in your mouth and make this motherfucker cum!!
"Yeah! This bitch was ON!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
The head was smokin', I had to call my friends
In the next ten minutes, all the boys were in
Dat was in the front and Lat was in the back
The pussy was poppin' like Cracker Jack!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
She had to get paid; I put her in the trick
I gave her a penny for every inch of my dick
We kept on fuckin' 'till the early morn
[ALL] THAT BITCH WAS ON!!!
[Chorus]
[Mixx scratches "Gimme more! Bitch!"]
[Mixx scratches "Bad ass bitch!"]
[During the breakdowns, we hear the Crew just hangin' out,chit-chatting
about their sexual encounters. Most of their words are inaudible.]
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's always one bitch in every town
Every time you see her, her panites are down
Always dressed fresh in the ladies' wear
She sports the weave instead of hair
Known to the boys as a real fly cutie
Tight-ass jeans to show that booty
When we met, I acted grinnin''
Cause in my book, she was a queen
I felt that feelin', anticipation
Later came the stories of a reputation
She was burnin' since she was born I fucked anyway, 'cause the bitch was ON!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
When we first met, I'll never forget'
Cause her lips were moist, a touch soft and wet
We danced, to a funky tune
And stared at each other in a smoke-filled room
I said, "What's up? Are you down with it?
Let's go to the crib so I can run up in it!"
So we left the club for this night full of fun
I'm out for a splak, 'cause I'm not the one
For no bullshit or love-silly games
Let's get butt-booty naked and do the wild thing
First she took off her panties, snatched off her bra
Out popped the biggest tits I ever saw
They were big enough to knock a man down
They were shaped like grapes, and my favorite shade of brown
My dick was hard, and she was hot like a heater
By the looks of her mouth, she was a dick-eater
I said, "You raggedy bitch, don't play dumb!
Put my dick in your mouth and make this motherfucker cum!!
"Yeah! This bitch was ON!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
The head was smokin', I had to call my friends
In the next ten minutes, all the boys were in
Dat was in the front and Lat was in the back
The pussy was poppin' like Cracker Jack!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
She had to get paid; I put her in the trick
I gave her a penny for every inch of my dick
We kept on fuckin' 'till the early morn
[ALL] THAT BITCH WAS ON!!!
[Chorus]
[Mixx scratches "Gimme more! Bitch!"]
Coolin lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Mr. Mixx cuts up]
(Hit it)
[VERSE 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Coolin' in Miami one summer day
Drivin down the streets along the bay
My girls' hair's blowin' in the breeze
Her skin's gettin' tanned 'cause it's 90 degrees
I took her home and met the homeboys
Before gettin' bored we'll avoid the noid
Went to Opa Locka, jumped in Luke's jet
To the Bahamas and Mixx said, "Bet"
We landed in Naussau, when walkin downtown
We met four females, all of were down
Went to the beach on Paradise Isle
We played water sports and had sex for a while
Before we knew it it was time to go
'cause the very next day we had a show
We'll let the people see that 2 Live is rulin'
(Now back to the crib where we'll be coolin')
[VERSE 2: Brother Marquis]
Coolin' with the posse, playin' it hard
Rollin' two deep as I drop the top
Beams from the sun light up the city
As I roll through sidin', sittin real pretty
It's a hot summer day and I feel good
So I turned up some music and hit the neighborhood
Spoke to the brothers, sweatin' the ladies
I bumped into my homeboy Ice in the Mercedes
Went up on the ave. where they hustle real hard
Skeezers on the side cold jockin' our cars
Someone called my name, so I yoked it quick
And kicked it to the girlies who was all on the tip
As nightfall came I was still out there
Havin' fun on the one, carefree without a care
You say it, we can play it, I'm here for the choosin'
Marquis is chillin' hard, coolin'
[VERSE 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
Livin' the life of the rich and famous
We never had it so good, so who can blame us?
Here's a toast to our success
Break out the Dom 'cause we owe it to ourselves
So let's find a hideaway in the Carribean
Sail the ocean like a long-shore seaman
Goin' to the Islands to have some fun
Hit the beach and take in a little sun
[ Brother Marquis ]
Feelin' the breezes of the cool winds blowin'
On a mission, not knowin' where I'm goin'
It's a free day, and I got free time
And I'm loving every minute of this life of mine
You see, the lady I choose must like to cool
In a freak's cut bikini by the pool
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Havin' good times, that's what we'll be doin'
Like millionaires, stone cold coolin'
(Hit it)
[VERSE 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Coolin' in Miami one summer day
Drivin down the streets along the bay
My girls' hair's blowin' in the breeze
Her skin's gettin' tanned 'cause it's 90 degrees
I took her home and met the homeboys
Before gettin' bored we'll avoid the noid
Went to Opa Locka, jumped in Luke's jet
To the Bahamas and Mixx said, "Bet"
We landed in Naussau, when walkin downtown
We met four females, all of were down
Went to the beach on Paradise Isle
We played water sports and had sex for a while
Before we knew it it was time to go
'cause the very next day we had a show
We'll let the people see that 2 Live is rulin'
(Now back to the crib where we'll be coolin')
[VERSE 2: Brother Marquis]
Coolin' with the posse, playin' it hard
Rollin' two deep as I drop the top
Beams from the sun light up the city
As I roll through sidin', sittin real pretty
It's a hot summer day and I feel good
So I turned up some music and hit the neighborhood
Spoke to the brothers, sweatin' the ladies
I bumped into my homeboy Ice in the Mercedes
Went up on the ave. where they hustle real hard
Skeezers on the side cold jockin' our cars
Someone called my name, so I yoked it quick
And kicked it to the girlies who was all on the tip
As nightfall came I was still out there
Havin' fun on the one, carefree without a care
You say it, we can play it, I'm here for the choosin'
Marquis is chillin' hard, coolin'
[VERSE 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
Livin' the life of the rich and famous
We never had it so good, so who can blame us?
Here's a toast to our success
Break out the Dom 'cause we owe it to ourselves
So let's find a hideaway in the Carribean
Sail the ocean like a long-shore seaman
Goin' to the Islands to have some fun
Hit the beach and take in a little sun
[ Brother Marquis ]
Feelin' the breezes of the cool winds blowin'
On a mission, not knowin' where I'm goin'
It's a free day, and I got free time
And I'm loving every minute of this life of mine
You see, the lady I choose must like to cool
In a freak's cut bikini by the pool
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Havin' good times, that's what we'll be doin'
Like millionaires, stone cold coolin'
Pretty Woman lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: Luke]
Pretty Woman, walking down the street,
Pretty Woman, girl, girl you look so sweet,
Pretty Woman, you, you bring me down to that knee,
Pretty Woman, you make me wanna beg please,
Oh, Pretty Woman.
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Big hairy woman, you need to shave that stuff,
Big hairy woman, you know I bet it's tough.
Big hairy woman, all that hair ain't legit,
'Cause you look like Cousin It.
Big hairy woman
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Bald headed woman, girl your hair won't grow,
Bald headed woman, you got a teeny weeny afro.
Bald headed woman, you know your hair could look nice,
Bald headed woman, first you got to roll it with rice.
Bald headed woman, here let me get this uncle bens for ya,
Ya know what I'm saying, its' better than Rice a Roni
Oh, Bald headed woman
[Bridge: Mr. Mixx]
Big hairy woman, come on in,
[Brother Marquis]
And don't forget your bald headed friend
[Luke]
Hey Pretty Woman, let the boys jump in.
[Verse 4: Mr. Mixx]
Two timin' woman, girl you know you ain't right,
Two timin' woman, you's out with my boy last night
Two timin' woman, that takes a load off my mind,
Two timin' woman, now I know the baby ain't mine
Oh, Two timin' woman
[All]
Oh, Pretty Wom
You Got Larceny lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
What you here for, buddy?
Larceny.
How much time you get?
99 years.
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Talk about, why? Spreadin' rumors, tellin' lies
I'm real sensitive to the fact
Of why must you go out like that
You can't say nothin' positive
All I get are negative responses
They say it's hard to keep a good man down
But it's not hard to have one up off the ground
He said, she said, this-n-that
But who's tellin' the truth? It ain't like that
I knew somethin' was wrong, I knew it all along
But nobody told me what was goin' on
So just STOP ... all this disrespect
'Cause now is the time for me to put you in check
They say the truth hurts, but don't get mad at me
I'm talkin' to those who got larceny
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Larceny, meaning bein' jealous-hearted
Over little or nothin', it can get started
For example, a man wants to get ahead
Others wish he failed and rather see him dead
Always puttin' obstacles in your path
It becomes a problem you shouldn't have
It's like a disease spreadin' faster than AIDS
The word is out, they misspelled your name
People look at you a little strange
You gain more foes as your lifestyle change'
They want what you got, that's the dollars that you clock
To you it's petty but to them it's a lot
Material things they couldn't retain
Still hopin' your loss will be their gain
Yet we strive to stay alive and live carefree
Others still have that larceny
[Verse 3]
[Kid Ice]
You'll shake my hand, pretend to be my friend
And behind my back, wish it all would end
People mention my name, you'll frown your face
Hopin' in your dreams you'll take my place
The things that I own you wish you had
Every time I do good it makes you mad
You're not a friend to me, just an enemy
A sucker that rhymes, a wanna be
[Marquis]
You wanna be like me, only in your dreams
You wanna be down, but you gotta come clean
Rockin' boomin' beats on every cut
2 Live's in effect, why you sweatin' us?
Wishin' you had all the money I've made
And all the females that I've slayed
You hate me, boy, now ain't that a pity
You ain't got the vapors, you got larcen
Larceny.
How much time you get?
99 years.
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Talk about, why? Spreadin' rumors, tellin' lies
I'm real sensitive to the fact
Of why must you go out like that
You can't say nothin' positive
All I get are negative responses
They say it's hard to keep a good man down
But it's not hard to have one up off the ground
He said, she said, this-n-that
But who's tellin' the truth? It ain't like that
I knew somethin' was wrong, I knew it all along
But nobody told me what was goin' on
So just STOP ... all this disrespect
'Cause now is the time for me to put you in check
They say the truth hurts, but don't get mad at me
I'm talkin' to those who got larceny
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Larceny, meaning bein' jealous-hearted
Over little or nothin', it can get started
For example, a man wants to get ahead
Others wish he failed and rather see him dead
Always puttin' obstacles in your path
It becomes a problem you shouldn't have
It's like a disease spreadin' faster than AIDS
The word is out, they misspelled your name
People look at you a little strange
You gain more foes as your lifestyle change'
They want what you got, that's the dollars that you clock
To you it's petty but to them it's a lot
Material things they couldn't retain
Still hopin' your loss will be their gain
Yet we strive to stay alive and live carefree
Others still have that larceny
[Verse 3]
[Kid Ice]
You'll shake my hand, pretend to be my friend
And behind my back, wish it all would end
People mention my name, you'll frown your face
Hopin' in your dreams you'll take my place
The things that I own you wish you had
Every time I do good it makes you mad
You're not a friend to me, just an enemy
A sucker that rhymes, a wanna be
[Marquis]
You wanna be like me, only in your dreams
You wanna be down, but you gotta come clean
Rockin' boomin' beats on every cut
2 Live's in effect, why you sweatin' us?
Wishin' you had all the money I've made
And all the females that I've slayed
You hate me, boy, now ain't that a pity
You ain't got the vapors, you got larcen
Drop the Bomb lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[2x]
Everybody over there!
Get on up!
Everybody up there!
Get into it!
Everybody right there!
Get involved!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
All the people on the left, just participate
And everybody o the right, we won't make you wait
And all the people inbetween, just shout and scream
And have a funky good time if you know what I mean
Because when we rhyme, we move people by the masses
When they say they'll pay we'll play when they ask us
Some say they don't know of us but that is a lie
Suckas try to play they games of Dis-and-Die
And don't you try to shake my hand or be my friend
Unlike a hook made out of rubber I will not bend!
Drop the bomb!!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
To all you silly suckas wo try to abuse us:
When we get ignited you can't diffuse us
It'll be on radio and even TV
That we achieved a level where you wanna be
Now step off the pedestal, give us the mike
So we can rock the people the way you would like
Just do us a favor, don't be a jerk
'Cause all we wanna see is your body work!
But all we want to see is yo' body work!
Work yo body!}
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's a lesson to be taught, that's the one you should learn
You can't buy respect; it's what you earn
'Cause when you dis 2 Live you get yours in the end
It's not a threat; it's a promise, my friend!
[Brother Marquis]
So suckas step aside, let the women do their thing
Come on y'all, and shake that thing!
Work that thing!
Everybody over there!
Get on up!
Everybody up there!
Get into it!
Everybody right there!
Get involved!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
All the people on the left, just participate
And everybody o the right, we won't make you wait
And all the people inbetween, just shout and scream
And have a funky good time if you know what I mean
Because when we rhyme, we move people by the masses
When they say they'll pay we'll play when they ask us
Some say they don't know of us but that is a lie
Suckas try to play they games of Dis-and-Die
And don't you try to shake my hand or be my friend
Unlike a hook made out of rubber I will not bend!
Drop the bomb!!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
To all you silly suckas wo try to abuse us:
When we get ignited you can't diffuse us
It'll be on radio and even TV
That we achieved a level where you wanna be
Now step off the pedestal, give us the mike
So we can rock the people the way you would like
Just do us a favor, don't be a jerk
'Cause all we wanna see is your body work!
But all we want to see is yo' body work!
Work yo body!}
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's a lesson to be taught, that's the one you should learn
You can't buy respect; it's what you earn
'Cause when you dis 2 Live you get yours in the end
It's not a threat; it's a promise, my friend!
[Brother Marquis]
So suckas step aside, let the women do their thing
Come on y'all, and shake that thing!
Work that thing!
Move Somethin' lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro:]
[Mixx cuts:
"DROP YO' DRAWS AND OPEN YO' LEGS UP WIDE, BITCH!"]
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I've been wanting to tell you this for a while
I like your fake blue eyes and your hoey style
So let's go for a walk through the park
You can suck my dick in the dark
And just do what I ask; bitch, bend over
Let me ride your backside like dogs do each other
I know that you're with it, so don't start frontin'
I don't wanna be your man; I wanna MOVE SOMETHIN'!
[Mixx cuts:
"You might as well give up the pussy."
"Oh no!"]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Listen up, baby, you look real pretty
Let me pull up your shirt and suck your titties
Yes, pretty lady, I love you so
Since the time we met, my dick has grown
You had other men; now it's my chance
Give me some time to take off my pants
The time has come; don't be frontin'
Just drop them draws, and let's MOVE SOMETHIN'!
[Mixx cuts:
"Now what the hell do you want??"
"I want to FUCK!"]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Let's rent a room at a fuck-motel
Then play this game called "Ring the Sleigh Bells"
Put the "Do not disturb" sign on the door
And ride this dick 'till it gets sore
Then open your legs, put 'em in the buck
'Cause that's the way I like to fuck
It's real simple; it's not really nothin'
All you have to do is MOVE SOMETHIN'!
[Mixx cuts:
"Now let's find a motel so I can see how you fuck!"
"Haaa?!"
"Big daddy...."
"Please..."
"Don't rush me, bitch!"
"Move your body to the beat"
"Haao, work on my ass, baby!!"]
[Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice]
Look, baby doll, don't lie or front
You know what I need and I know what you want
Let's go to the beach, we'll lay in the sand
And I'll prove to you that I'm a real man
And the way it felt, it was real tight
It chilled my body and the feeling was right
It's all for love; it's you I've been wantin'
Just roll those hips and let's MOVE SOMETHIN'!
Ghetto Bass II lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Mr. Mixx]
Ghetto Style Dee-Jays!
Don't touch that stereo!
Ghetto
Bass
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
What's up, party people, we're back again
Bringin' you the message from some of our friends
They're the funkiest crew from the heart of the city
When the amps are on, they'll take no pity
'Cause Ghetto has the style that has the girls jockin'
When you talk about the system, all you say is "Rockin'!
"Others hear the name, then scream out loud
'Cause they are known to move the crowd
When you hear the sound, they'll stop and wonder
Then gaze upon the speaker, the wall of thunder
Standin' on the ground, 3 stories high
The deepest bass and the real fresh high
So step off your throne; they're on the loose
The DJ's from Miami with all the juice
So consider yourself warned; they're back on the case:
It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Style Bass!
Ghetto
Get up
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
To some, "Ghetto" is a name; to others a tradition
In the city of boom, ther can never be an addition
Of any of the DJ's to rock the land
Like the ones from the city and the boys from Pac-Jam
Handsome Harry, you know the brother was strong
He ain't dared any man to get him wrong
L.A. Jay, this young brother doesn't play
He'll strong-arm any sucker who gets in his way
Baby Ced, Liberty City born and bred
Always known for the knowledge and sense of the head
Disco Gene, he's reunited with the team
He was gone for a while, but back in the swing of things
Amazing Chico, a king to his trade
Known as Bernie B. on 9-1-7 Bass
And G.I. Joe, who has the girls by the row
He always gets cased 'cause his game is gettin' slow
And last but not least, marvelous J.P.,
And we can't forget Cisco - we're glad you are free
So one day to your kids you will tell the story
Of how the Ghetto Style DJ's achieved their glory!
Ghetto
Bass
Look out everybody, 'cause they're in the place,#
It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Bass!
Ghetto Style Dee-Jays!
Don't touch that stereo!
Ghetto
Bass
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
What's up, party people, we're back again
Bringin' you the message from some of our friends
They're the funkiest crew from the heart of the city
When the amps are on, they'll take no pity
'Cause Ghetto has the style that has the girls jockin'
When you talk about the system, all you say is "Rockin'!
"Others hear the name, then scream out loud
'Cause they are known to move the crowd
When you hear the sound, they'll stop and wonder
Then gaze upon the speaker, the wall of thunder
Standin' on the ground, 3 stories high
The deepest bass and the real fresh high
So step off your throne; they're on the loose
The DJ's from Miami with all the juice
So consider yourself warned; they're back on the case:
It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Style Bass!
Ghetto
Get up
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
To some, "Ghetto" is a name; to others a tradition
In the city of boom, ther can never be an addition
Of any of the DJ's to rock the land
Like the ones from the city and the boys from Pac-Jam
Handsome Harry, you know the brother was strong
He ain't dared any man to get him wrong
L.A. Jay, this young brother doesn't play
He'll strong-arm any sucker who gets in his way
Baby Ced, Liberty City born and bred
Always known for the knowledge and sense of the head
Disco Gene, he's reunited with the team
He was gone for a while, but back in the swing of things
Amazing Chico, a king to his trade
Known as Bernie B. on 9-1-7 Bass
And G.I. Joe, who has the girls by the row
He always gets cased 'cause his game is gettin' slow
And last but not least, marvelous J.P.,
And we can't forget Cisco - we're glad you are free
So one day to your kids you will tell the story
Of how the Ghetto Style DJ's achieved their glory!
Ghetto
Bass
Look out everybody, 'cause they're in the place,#
It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Bass!
With Your Badself lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
Badself!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Hey pretty lady, what's your name and number?
Whenever I see you, my heart's like thunder
I'd like to know you better, and that's no lie
Just give me a chance and let me try
You're an angel from heaven, a blessing in disguise
Time stood still when I saw your eyes
Let me show you the things I one day felt
So go on!!
Badself!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
You got a body that's stickin'; some men die for less
You got a face of a queen in a beauty contest
You're a lady in the 80s, never wild or crazy
Just takin' your time, not having any babies
Not depending on others to get what you need
A modern-day woman with the will to succeed
Tryin' harder every day to increase your wealth,
So go on!
Badself!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
All the girls don't like her because she's independent
They're so envious because she's not with it
She's a real lady; her mind's on other things
She can't be bought with gold or diamond rings!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
She's the one I want to be in my life
The lady I need to be my wife
Never in a crowd, she keeps to herself
So go on!
Badself!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Hey pretty lady, what's your name and number?
Whenever I see you, my heart's like thunder
I'd like to know you better, and that's no lie
Just give me a chance and let me try
You're an angel from heaven, a blessing in disguise
Time stood still when I saw your eyes
Let me show you the things I one day felt
So go on!!
Badself!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
You got a body that's stickin'; some men die for less
You got a face of a queen in a beauty contest
You're a lady in the 80s, never wild or crazy
Just takin' your time, not having any babies
Not depending on others to get what you need
A modern-day woman with the will to succeed
Tryin' harder every day to increase your wealth,
So go on!
Badself!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
All the girls don't like her because she's independent
They're so envious because she's not with it
She's a real lady; her mind's on other things
She can't be bought with gold or diamond rings!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
She's the one I want to be in my life
The lady I need to be my wife
Never in a crowd, she keeps to herself
So go on!
Badself!
P-A-N (Pussy Ass Nigga) lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
You tried to play hard, but we pulled your cord
You're just a do-boy 'cause your boss is in charge
Tryin' to play big money, ain't it sad, ain't it funny
You're so blind you can't see that you're really playin' dummy
Gucci rags and Bronze, shinin' grills of chrome
Frontin' in a caddy you don't even own
You're soft, and you know that we know it
You try to hide it, but can't help but show it
Now the trues and vogues pull the hoes with nice figures
But on the 'ave, you're a pussy-ass nigga!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Pussy-ass nigga with pistol in hand
Comin' out of my room to the next man
It's a problem you had since you were a child
Always tryin' to be down but actin' stupid and wild
I remember way back just to be exact
We laughed at your ass when you got jacked
So, fuck-ass nigga, here's something to remember:
No matter what you try, you're a pussy-ass nigga!
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
You fix up your hoes like you fix your cars
Give 'em rag-top heads, make 'em project stars
You buy 'em Gucci bags, even Louie Baton
Spendin' all your money just to get some
[Brother Marquis]
And when you go out of town and stand on stage
Gettin' jerked by the man instead of paid
Now put a gun to your head, then pull the trigger,
Now rest in peace, pussy-ass nigga!
You tried to play hard, but we pulled your cord
You're just a do-boy 'cause your boss is in charge
Tryin' to play big money, ain't it sad, ain't it funny
You're so blind you can't see that you're really playin' dummy
Gucci rags and Bronze, shinin' grills of chrome
Frontin' in a caddy you don't even own
You're soft, and you know that we know it
You try to hide it, but can't help but show it
Now the trues and vogues pull the hoes with nice figures
But on the 'ave, you're a pussy-ass nigga!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Pussy-ass nigga with pistol in hand
Comin' out of my room to the next man
It's a problem you had since you were a child
Always tryin' to be down but actin' stupid and wild
I remember way back just to be exact
We laughed at your ass when you got jacked
So, fuck-ass nigga, here's something to remember:
No matter what you try, you're a pussy-ass nigga!
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
You fix up your hoes like you fix your cars
Give 'em rag-top heads, make 'em project stars
You buy 'em Gucci bags, even Louie Baton
Spendin' all your money just to get some
[Brother Marquis]
And when you go out of town and stand on stage
Gettin' jerked by the man instead of paid
Now put a gun to your head, then pull the trigger,
Now rest in peace, pussy-ass nigga!
H-B-C (Head, Booty, and Cock) lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Luke Skyywalker:]
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Ghetto Style like!
(Head, booty, and cock) What your sister like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) What your mama like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) Opa Locka like!
(Head, booty, and cock) Overtown like!
(Head, booty, and cock)
[8-bar break: Mr. Mixx cuts]
No ass, bitch, no backstage pass
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
You say, "No ass, bitch, no backstage pass"
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
[8-bar break: Mixx cuts Dolemite records]
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Name of this record called
(Head, booty, and cock) What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock)
No ass, bitch, no backstage pass
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
Say, "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!" You say it!
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Y'all say, "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!"
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Everybody say "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!"
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Michael J like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) Even Prince like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks)
We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too! You say it!
(We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too)
We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too! You say it!
(We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too)
Say "BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!" You say it, fellas!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) Let me hear you say,
"BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!" You say it, fellas!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) We know Oakland like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) We know Compton like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) Carolinas like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!)
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Ghetto Style like!
(Head, booty, and cock) What your sister like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) What your mama like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) Opa Locka like!
(Head, booty, and cock) Overtown like!
(Head, booty, and cock)
[8-bar break: Mr. Mixx cuts]
No ass, bitch, no backstage pass
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
You say, "No ass, bitch, no backstage pass"
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
[8-bar break: Mixx cuts Dolemite records]
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Name of this record called
(Head, booty, and cock) What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock)
No ass, bitch, no backstage pass
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
Say, "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!" You say it!
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Y'all say, "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!"
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Everybody say "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!"
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Michael J like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) Even Prince like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks)
We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too! You say it!
(We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too)
We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too! You say it!
(We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too)
Say "BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!" You say it, fellas!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) Let me hear you say,
"BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!" You say it, fellas!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) We know Oakland like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) We know Compton like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) Carolinas like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!)
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