2 Live is Here lyrics - the 2 live crew
[Juvenile voice:]
I love my music, my nasty music, it makes me happy, when I am sad,
You don't know how, how much I love it, please don't take my 2 Live away...
[Clay D:]
YO-O-O-O-O-O, LET'S GO! (HEYY!!)
GET IT UP, GET IT UP! (COME ON!)
COME ON NOW, GET IT! (EVERYBODY!!)
GET IT UP, GET IT UP! (COME ON!)
2 LIVE IS HERE, COME ON! (HEYYYYY!)
EVERYBODY! (COME ON, COME ON!)
JUST GET ON DOWN! (JUST GET ON DOWN!)
LET'S GO! LET'S GO! (OW! OW!)
HEYYYYYY!
[Verse 1]
[Kid Ice]
Here we go, back to turn it out
The nastiest niggas representin' the South
With the freakiest bitches from the sunshine state
Dissin' off niggas out to playa hate
Butt-naked hoes is all we do
'Cause no one got the freaks like the Crew
Runnin' through the nation without a care
Holler at your boys, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis]
You're fuckin' with the best of 'em, fuck the rest of 'em
After me there'll be no more left of 'em
The last booty-shake gangsta
Look at all the bread that the booty can make ya
I got the booty doin' big thangs
So bow down to the kings of the motherfuckin' booty-game
Well-known worldwide,
This is 2 Live, until the day I die!
[Chorus:]
(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say-whut-say-whut?)
(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)
(2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)
(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say whut?)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)
(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)
[Verse 2]
[Kid Ice]
We're Nasty As we Wanna Be
They dropped the ban and set us free
Lil' Joe turned us loose in the United States
To see how much wreck we'd create
'Cause there ain't no party like a 2 Live Party
'Cause a 2 Live Party don't stop!
So come to the party and have no fear
Holler at your boys, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis]
Unknown whereabouts, somewhere smoked out
Dickin' a bitch's mouth off in a trickin' house
Ridin', lickin', peepin', blowin'
Stop, pick up the bitch that's hoin', and keep goin'
Marquis ain't gon' ever change
I'ma stay in the street just as well as my name
Shine like the diamond I'm named after
When it comes to trickin' hoes, I'm a motherfuckin' master
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Kid Ice]
We're the first motherfuckers in the bass game
Respect is due when you mention our name
Representin' the South with the bottom-boy style
Known worldwide with the Miami style
'Cause there ain't nothin' better in any land
Than the Brother Marquis and the Chinaman!
Bow down to the best from far and near
It's the Real Ones, baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis]
Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off 'gnac
Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like that
Bitches know what's the time with me
I fuck 'em 'till they skeet and leave they name in the street
Brother Marquis ain't nothin' to fuck with
So don't get mad if I fuck and I nut quick
I'm off the chain, I'm off the key
Uncut G, Nasty As I Wanna Be
[Chorus]
[Clay D:]
HEYY! OWW, WORK IT! (DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!)
PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! (PUMP IT UP, GET IT UP!)
GET-GET IT, GET IT! (COME ON, COME ON!)
SHAKE, GET-GET IT! (OW, JUST WORK IT!)
WORK YO' BODY! (SHAKE IT, SHAKE IT!)
DON'T STOP, WORK IT! (DON'T, DON'T...)
OWW! PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! OWW! (GET LOOSE NOW!)
A PARTY, BABY! (SAY WHAT, SAY WHAT!)
2 LIVE, BABY! (IT AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A PARTY!)
IT'S '98! (COME ON, LET'S GET IT!)
JUST WORK IT ON, GET IT ON!
SHAKE IT ON, GET IT ON! (2 LIVE CREW!)
YO' BODY! (YOU KNOW WE GOTTA, GET LOOSE NOW!)
[Chorus]
I love my music, my nasty music, it makes me happy, when I am sad,
You don't know how, how much I love it, please don't take my 2 Live away...
[Clay D:]
YO-O-O-O-O-O, LET'S GO! (HEYY!!)
GET IT UP, GET IT UP! (COME ON!)
COME ON NOW, GET IT! (EVERYBODY!!)
GET IT UP, GET IT UP! (COME ON!)
2 LIVE IS HERE, COME ON! (HEYYYYY!)
EVERYBODY! (COME ON, COME ON!)
JUST GET ON DOWN! (JUST GET ON DOWN!)
LET'S GO! LET'S GO! (OW! OW!)
HEYYYYYY!
[Verse 1]
[Kid Ice]
Here we go, back to turn it out
The nastiest niggas representin' the South
With the freakiest bitches from the sunshine state
Dissin' off niggas out to playa hate
Butt-naked hoes is all we do
'Cause no one got the freaks like the Crew
Runnin' through the nation without a care
Holler at your boys, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis]
You're fuckin' with the best of 'em, fuck the rest of 'em
After me there'll be no more left of 'em
The last booty-shake gangsta
Look at all the bread that the booty can make ya
I got the booty doin' big thangs
So bow down to the kings of the motherfuckin' booty-game
Well-known worldwide,
This is 2 Live, until the day I die!
[Chorus:]
(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say-whut-say-whut?)
(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)
(2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)
(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say whut?)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)
(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)
[Verse 2]
[Kid Ice]
We're Nasty As we Wanna Be
They dropped the ban and set us free
Lil' Joe turned us loose in the United States
To see how much wreck we'd create
'Cause there ain't no party like a 2 Live Party
'Cause a 2 Live Party don't stop!
So come to the party and have no fear
Holler at your boys, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis]
Unknown whereabouts, somewhere smoked out
Dickin' a bitch's mouth off in a trickin' house
Ridin', lickin', peepin', blowin'
Stop, pick up the bitch that's hoin', and keep goin'
Marquis ain't gon' ever change
I'ma stay in the street just as well as my name
Shine like the diamond I'm named after
When it comes to trickin' hoes, I'm a motherfuckin' master
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Kid Ice]
We're the first motherfuckers in the bass game
Respect is due when you mention our name
Representin' the South with the bottom-boy style
Known worldwide with the Miami style
'Cause there ain't nothin' better in any land
Than the Brother Marquis and the Chinaman!
Bow down to the best from far and near
It's the Real Ones, baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis]
Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off 'gnac
Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like that
Bitches know what's the time with me
I fuck 'em 'till they skeet and leave they name in the street
Brother Marquis ain't nothin' to fuck with
So don't get mad if I fuck and I nut quick
I'm off the chain, I'm off the key
Uncut G, Nasty As I Wanna Be
[Chorus]
[Clay D:]
HEYY! OWW, WORK IT! (DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!)
PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! (PUMP IT UP, GET IT UP!)
GET-GET IT, GET IT! (COME ON, COME ON!)
SHAKE, GET-GET IT! (OW, JUST WORK IT!)
WORK YO' BODY! (SHAKE IT, SHAKE IT!)
DON'T STOP, WORK IT! (DON'T, DON'T...)
OWW! PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! OWW! (GET LOOSE NOW!)
A PARTY, BABY! (SAY WHAT, SAY WHAT!)
2 LIVE, BABY! (IT AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A PARTY!)
IT'S '98! (COME ON, LET'S GET IT!)
JUST WORK IT ON, GET IT ON!
SHAKE IT ON, GET IT ON! (2 LIVE CREW!)
YO' BODY! (YOU KNOW WE GOTTA, GET LOOSE NOW!)
[Chorus]
2 Live Party lyrics - the 2 live crew
Ouh!
Do you wanna have a, party
2 live is throwin' another, party
Funkin' ab shakin', party
Ten thousand motherfuckers at the, party
We're going to see ya at the, party
Another motherfuckin' 2 live, party
Dig this how we love to party
Dance fools all over shakin' they body
70's music to rulin' to this
Go from South Beach to San Francisco
A late night fever sex crazed land
While dance ho's to the one night stand
Swettin' the freaks with the tightest skirts
Talk about the ride, a sixties vert
Listenin' to oldies bumpin' to sounds
Forget that shit buy the underground
Underground station that ain't legit
Playin' them cus words dropping that shit
Party from the club, to the streets
Hangin' on cars to listen them freaks
It ain't over, it's time to play
Don't stretch ya'll lets party
Do you wanna have a, party
2 live is throwin' another, party
Funkin' ab shakin', party
Ten thousand motherfuckers at the, party
We're going to see ya at the, party
Another motherfuckin' 2 live, party
I put my hand up on your hip
When i dip you dip we dip
So c'mon baby just pop that p
And watch freak nasty throw the d, yeah
Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party
When them ho's freak everybody
Them other girls just ball me
But the 2 live girls make me so horny
I had a ho doin' this and him
Marquis had a ho doin' her and him
China Man have them gettin' down low
My boy King B was bringin' 3 mo
Come one come all if you can hang
But you gotta move somethin' to do the damn thing
Clay D got the bottle and i got the blunt
2 live, Freak Nasty what's up
Do you wanna have a, party
2 live is throwin' another, party
Funkin' ab shakin', party
Ten thousand motherfuckers at the, party
We're going to see ya at the, party
Another motherfuckin' 2 live, party
What'll know 'bout havin' a party
All up in the club they envy everybody
You make the money so spend it
Belly bumpin' benzes lookin' like millions
I'm in the back of the club gettin' blessed g-fresh
Drinkin' n' smokin' the best and nothin' less
Champagne poppin', chicken heads flockin'
The DJ's rockin', got the whole house hoppin'
Lets make this night one to remember
If you fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a real nigga
You can jump in the vert baby and ride out
How you suckin' me up, that's the high dive
Tell a bitch quick i ain't beggin' nor buyin'
Get the fuck up out my face, who the fuck you tryin'
I'm a good time nigga, that's what i'm all about
Get the money get the pussy, get the map, i'm out
Do you wanna have a, party
2 live is throwin' another, party
Funkin' ab shakin', party
A thousand motherfuckers at the, party
We're going to see ya at the, party
Another motherfuckin' 2 live, party
Do you wanna have a, party
2 live is throwin' another, party
Funkin' ab shakin', party
Ten thousand motherfuckers at the, party
We're going to see ya at the, party
Another motherfuckin' 2 live, party
Dig this how we love to party
Dance fools all over shakin' they body
70's music to rulin' to this
Go from South Beach to San Francisco
A late night fever sex crazed land
While dance ho's to the one night stand
Swettin' the freaks with the tightest skirts
Talk about the ride, a sixties vert
Listenin' to oldies bumpin' to sounds
Forget that shit buy the underground
Underground station that ain't legit
Playin' them cus words dropping that shit
Party from the club, to the streets
Hangin' on cars to listen them freaks
It ain't over, it's time to play
Don't stretch ya'll lets party
Do you wanna have a, party
2 live is throwin' another, party
Funkin' ab shakin', party
Ten thousand motherfuckers at the, party
We're going to see ya at the, party
Another motherfuckin' 2 live, party
I put my hand up on your hip
When i dip you dip we dip
So c'mon baby just pop that p
And watch freak nasty throw the d, yeah
Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party
When them ho's freak everybody
Them other girls just ball me
But the 2 live girls make me so horny
I had a ho doin' this and him
Marquis had a ho doin' her and him
China Man have them gettin' down low
My boy King B was bringin' 3 mo
Come one come all if you can hang
But you gotta move somethin' to do the damn thing
Clay D got the bottle and i got the blunt
2 live, Freak Nasty what's up
Do you wanna have a, party
2 live is throwin' another, party
Funkin' ab shakin', party
Ten thousand motherfuckers at the, party
We're going to see ya at the, party
Another motherfuckin' 2 live, party
What'll know 'bout havin' a party
All up in the club they envy everybody
You make the money so spend it
Belly bumpin' benzes lookin' like millions
I'm in the back of the club gettin' blessed g-fresh
Drinkin' n' smokin' the best and nothin' less
Champagne poppin', chicken heads flockin'
The DJ's rockin', got the whole house hoppin'
Lets make this night one to remember
If you fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a real nigga
You can jump in the vert baby and ride out
How you suckin' me up, that's the high dive
Tell a bitch quick i ain't beggin' nor buyin'
Get the fuck up out my face, who the fuck you tryin'
I'm a good time nigga, that's what i'm all about
Get the money get the pussy, get the map, i'm out
Do you wanna have a, party
2 live is throwin' another, party
Funkin' ab shakin', party
A thousand motherfuckers at the, party
We're going to see ya at the, party
Another motherfuckin' 2 live, party
The Real One lyrics - The 2 live crew
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Only the realest can feel us, cap-peelers and killers
Hundred-dollar billers and real niggas
Bitches with dime figures, telekenesis in my mind
Make my diamonds shine, then I blind niggas
Pussy punk perpatrators and playa haters
They can't fade us 'cause we two of the greatest
Back out to let 'em have it, fake fucks and faggots
Bow down in the presence of players and kiss the karats
A wrist full of (?) for all the maggots
Back up and get embarrassed, bitch, get off my carriage
Uncut, no lactose, hear the raw dose
Straight off the key, 100% G
Who's puttin' it down on Miami's behalf
Home of the nickel (?) and the raw half
Everywhere we go, the impression's felt
The real is stamped on the bag and the dope is dealt
[Chorus 2x:]
Gat in the back, sunroof top,
Real one on the scene with the gangsta lean
The real one!
Huh?
Whut?
The real one!
Huh, nigga whut?
[Verse 2: Ice-T]
It's '98, playa, check your game
Make sure them young boys respect your name
Keep your heed at arms, reached, cocked and ready
'Cause the streets'll catch you slippin' and rock you steady
Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah, they're the ones who do
Yeah, the suckas that got the playa hater venom,
I wanna take 'em outside and lay slugs up in 'em
But that's trippin', and that ain't my sport
I'd rather lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port
I sip my v-dozen on the street, bump my beats
When I'm twistin' my dub, can't nobody compete
Imagine this
Hundred-g Lex on your wrist
Imagine this
About 10 karats on your fist
Imagine this
All dime hoes on your list
Huh, that shit would be nice, but your name ain't Ice
Nigga trip
And screw the style and so on, rock you softly
How you gonna step to me, kid, you grew up off me
TV, movies and records and tours
So many buses in Versace I don't wear it no more
Called my nigga in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop some game on this bubblin' cut!"
I said, "Shoot me the track, or you can come too,
Or if y'all wanna ball in Cali, I'll fly in your whole Crew."
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I'ma stay in the field, on a quest for the mil's
And try to keep it real till I die or get killed
So I can sit back and kick it, write my own ticket
And live this lavish lifestyle of trickin' and big-dickin'
Seein' that the West and the South's connected
Formulatin', plottin' game to perfection
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new tennis shit
Crimes cold defended, get caught, do the sin
There's politickin' in the 600, drunk and blunted
That's how we front it, but you don't wanna run up on it
Inside the club packin', actin',
Got my bitch at home c-sackin', got my ones stackin'
Parlay, playin' diamond link, cubin' cable
Baddest bitches in the stable, mo' money on the table
I'm back in the game to show 'em how it's done
Ice-T and Marquis, you're fuckin' with the real one!
Only the realest can feel us, cap-peelers and killers
Hundred-dollar billers and real niggas
Bitches with dime figures, telekenesis in my mind
Make my diamonds shine, then I blind niggas
Pussy punk perpatrators and playa haters
They can't fade us 'cause we two of the greatest
Back out to let 'em have it, fake fucks and faggots
Bow down in the presence of players and kiss the karats
A wrist full of (?) for all the maggots
Back up and get embarrassed, bitch, get off my carriage
Uncut, no lactose, hear the raw dose
Straight off the key, 100% G
Who's puttin' it down on Miami's behalf
Home of the nickel (?) and the raw half
Everywhere we go, the impression's felt
The real is stamped on the bag and the dope is dealt
[Chorus 2x:]
Gat in the back, sunroof top,
Real one on the scene with the gangsta lean
The real one!
Huh?
Whut?
The real one!
Huh, nigga whut?
[Verse 2: Ice-T]
It's '98, playa, check your game
Make sure them young boys respect your name
Keep your heed at arms, reached, cocked and ready
'Cause the streets'll catch you slippin' and rock you steady
Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah, they're the ones who do
Yeah, the suckas that got the playa hater venom,
I wanna take 'em outside and lay slugs up in 'em
But that's trippin', and that ain't my sport
I'd rather lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port
I sip my v-dozen on the street, bump my beats
When I'm twistin' my dub, can't nobody compete
Imagine this
Hundred-g Lex on your wrist
Imagine this
About 10 karats on your fist
Imagine this
All dime hoes on your list
Huh, that shit would be nice, but your name ain't Ice
Nigga trip
And screw the style and so on, rock you softly
How you gonna step to me, kid, you grew up off me
TV, movies and records and tours
So many buses in Versace I don't wear it no more
Called my nigga in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop some game on this bubblin' cut!"
I said, "Shoot me the track, or you can come too,
Or if y'all wanna ball in Cali, I'll fly in your whole Crew."
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I'ma stay in the field, on a quest for the mil's
And try to keep it real till I die or get killed
So I can sit back and kick it, write my own ticket
And live this lavish lifestyle of trickin' and big-dickin'
Seein' that the West and the South's connected
Formulatin', plottin' game to perfection
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new tennis shit
Crimes cold defended, get caught, do the sin
There's politickin' in the 600, drunk and blunted
That's how we front it, but you don't wanna run up on it
Inside the club packin', actin',
Got my bitch at home c-sackin', got my ones stackin'
Parlay, playin' diamond link, cubin' cable
Baddest bitches in the stable, mo' money on the table
I'm back in the game to show 'em how it's done
Ice-T and Marquis, you're fuckin' with the real one!
Ride With Me (Bottom Style) lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
Where they at [8X]
[Chorus]
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
[Verse 1]
In the club on the late night, feelin right
Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice
Lookin for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home
(I can take home)
She can be 18 (18) wit an attitude
or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude
But as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on
(Know that it's on)
I peep something comin towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real slow (hey)
Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you boo from way over there
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Face and body front and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringin nuttin back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, folk got sick paid
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel strange now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the whippin on end now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.
Tellin me about a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White
[Chorus 2X]
[Verse 3]
Check, check - yo, I know somethin you don't know
And I got somethin to tell ya
You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow
Folks said that I was a failure
But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya"
"But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"
Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be them stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, simply cause she butt-naked
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this
And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss
[Chorus 2X]
Hey, must be the money! [4X]
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
[Verse 1]
In the club on the late night, feelin right
Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice
Lookin for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home
(I can take home)
She can be 18 (18) wit an attitude
or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude
But as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on
(Know that it's on)
I peep something comin towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real slow (hey)
Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you boo from way over there
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Face and body front and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringin nuttin back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, folk got sick paid
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel strange now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the whippin on end now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.
Tellin me about a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White
[Chorus 2X]
[Verse 3]
Check, check - yo, I know somethin you don't know
And I got somethin to tell ya
You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow
Folks said that I was a failure
But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya"
"But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"
Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be them stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, simply cause she butt-naked
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this
And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss
[Chorus 2X]
Hey, must be the money! [4X]
[Chorus]
Shake a Lil' Somethin' lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro]
"OK man, are you ready to go?"
"I'm ready to go, now c'mon now, crank this motherfucker up"
[Mr. Mixx]
YEAH, IT'S YA BOYS BACK IN THE HOUSE!
WE WANT Y'ALL TO GET Y'ASSON THE MOTHERFUCKIN' DANCE FLOOR!
[Brother Marquis]
All you raggedy-ass hoes, GET Y'ASS OUUUUT!
[Chorus 2x:] [Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis]
Pump, pump, pump, get it, get it
Shake, shake, shake, shake a lil' somethin'
That's the way
Yeaaaah
That's the way
You go girl!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Bitch, I wanna see you shake it
Bend on over, butt-ass naked
Now pump pump pump, get it get it
I got 135 beats a minute
It's your brother, Marquis, callin' all the freaks
To show the pink and the booty-cheeks
Stick from the bottom, stick from the top
Show me a shot, lemme see what you got
Rub that ass and play with that clit
I'm still with that freaky shit
One time for the girls in Georgia,
Detroit, Michigan and Miami, Florida
That's how we make our music fast
'Cause the girls down South like to shake that ass!
They so fine, I can't take it
They gots to freak it, they gots to shake it
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I love the way the girls be shakin'
Especially when they butt-ass naked
Bend on over, show me what you got
'Cause I'm down for a table-top
So work your body, strip left side
Make me smile, get buck-wild
'Cause Fresh Kid Ice got the flow
And now is the time to come get yours
Freaky shit is what I like,
Especially when them bitches dykes
So shake that ass, and bitch, don't stop
Come on, girl, just make me hot
'Cause I'm down for the 69
You better get yours 'cause I gets mine
Show what you got; bitch, stop frontin'
Drop them draws and shake a lil' somethin'!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I love to see 'em in lingerie
Tattooed titties and a Boosty-A
Stacked on the back of a cutie pie
Bend over, let me see you do the butterfly
So impressin' when undressin
'You got me stressin', bitch, stop flexin'
Keep shakin' that ass at me
Pop that coochie, freak so nasty
Double up on the table top
Hit them switches now make that ass drop
Girl, get wide open
Up and down with an in-and-out motion
Them other kings, they ain't did nothin'
You wanna get freaky? Lemme kiss your belly button
You're so fine, I can't take it
You gots to freak it, you gots to shake it!
[Chorus]
[Mr. Mixx]
To the left...
[Brother Marquis]
Yeahhhhh! Get it get it!
[Mr. MixM]
To the right y'all!
[Brother Marquis]
C'mon now, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ...
[Mr. Mixx]
To the front ...
[Brother Marquis]
Heyyyy! Get it, get it!
[Mr. Mixx]
To the back y'all!
Make time!
[Brother Marquis]
Pump, pump, pump, get it, get it!
[Chorus]
"OK man, are you ready to go?"
"I'm ready to go, now c'mon now, crank this motherfucker up"
[Mr. Mixx]
YEAH, IT'S YA BOYS BACK IN THE HOUSE!
WE WANT Y'ALL TO GET Y'ASSON THE MOTHERFUCKIN' DANCE FLOOR!
[Brother Marquis]
All you raggedy-ass hoes, GET Y'ASS OUUUUT!
[Chorus 2x:] [Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis]
Pump, pump, pump, get it, get it
Shake, shake, shake, shake a lil' somethin'
That's the way
Yeaaaah
That's the way
You go girl!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Bitch, I wanna see you shake it
Bend on over, butt-ass naked
Now pump pump pump, get it get it
I got 135 beats a minute
It's your brother, Marquis, callin' all the freaks
To show the pink and the booty-cheeks
Stick from the bottom, stick from the top
Show me a shot, lemme see what you got
Rub that ass and play with that clit
I'm still with that freaky shit
One time for the girls in Georgia,
Detroit, Michigan and Miami, Florida
That's how we make our music fast
'Cause the girls down South like to shake that ass!
They so fine, I can't take it
They gots to freak it, they gots to shake it
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I love the way the girls be shakin'
Especially when they butt-ass naked
Bend on over, show me what you got
'Cause I'm down for a table-top
So work your body, strip left side
Make me smile, get buck-wild
'Cause Fresh Kid Ice got the flow
And now is the time to come get yours
Freaky shit is what I like,
Especially when them bitches dykes
So shake that ass, and bitch, don't stop
Come on, girl, just make me hot
'Cause I'm down for the 69
You better get yours 'cause I gets mine
Show what you got; bitch, stop frontin'
Drop them draws and shake a lil' somethin'!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I love to see 'em in lingerie
Tattooed titties and a Boosty-A
Stacked on the back of a cutie pie
Bend over, let me see you do the butterfly
So impressin' when undressin
'You got me stressin', bitch, stop flexin'
Keep shakin' that ass at me
Pop that coochie, freak so nasty
Double up on the table top
Hit them switches now make that ass drop
Girl, get wide open
Up and down with an in-and-out motion
Them other kings, they ain't did nothin'
You wanna get freaky? Lemme kiss your belly button
You're so fine, I can't take it
You gots to freak it, you gots to shake it!
[Chorus]
[Mr. Mixx]
To the left...
[Brother Marquis]
Yeahhhhh! Get it get it!
[Mr. MixM]
To the right y'all!
[Brother Marquis]
C'mon now, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ...
[Mr. Mixx]
To the front ...
[Brother Marquis]
Heyyyy! Get it, get it!
[Mr. Mixx]
To the back y'all!
Make time!
[Brother Marquis]
Pump, pump, pump, get it, get it!
[Chorus]
Table Dance lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Chorus 4x: Brother Marquis]
Can a bitch do a table dance?
Can a bitch do a table dance?
Hell no!!
Can a bitch do a table dance?
Can a bitch do a table dance?
Get out my face, hoe!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I don't give my riches to the bitches!
Shake-dancin' ain't nothin' but trickin'
Ten dollars, too much to give 'em
I done had my two-drink minnimum
I watch from a distance so I can
see,Now Charles kickin' me out the VIP?
Bitches callin' me cheap
While they trick as they dancin' in minks
Hoe, you must be crazy
I know it's your job, but I ain't trickin' miss daisy
I want a quick feel, a cheap thrill -
But I ain't payin' no pussy bills!
If you got mouths to feed,
Bitch, you better recognize a dick in need
'Cause I'm a 3-piece nigga, bitch, I don't play
I want the pussy, a place to stay, but I don't pay!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Booty clubs where niggas go
Spendin' flow for stripper hoes
And table-tops cost five dollars
If the hoe ain't cute, don't even bother
Bitch, come clean from beginnin'
Drop them strings and skin to win
She gotta show pink to get paid
And I don't want a hoe who's always afraid
I'll flip that hoe like a script
'Cause for all that flow, niggas might trip
'Cause pussy's a man's best friend
And she gotta keep shakin' 'till the record ends
'Cause I like them stripper hoes
The ones from Rolexx and Coco's
So come on, make ya pussy pop
And I keep on gettin' them table-tops!
[spoken]
C'mon, girl, now, show me a shot now...
aaight!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Serve me out your best dick-sucker
Much money as I'ma spend in this motherfucker?
You holler "No cash, no ass!"
Well then bitch, I pass!
'Cause I ain't givin' up no cash!
Hell naw!
Not to see YO' funky ass!
You wanna dance?
Don't sewat it!
If I fuck for free, then you can dance on credit
Trick-ass niggas just spoil 'em
Payin' 'em more than the club that employs 'em
Checkin' that booty movin'
To me it's just a form of prostitution
Niggas be wreckin' theyself,
Thinkin' they got that bitch to theyself?
Well I sit back and relax
But tell bitches with babies
they need to work for food stamps
You can pop that pussy tax-free,
But you won't get shit from me!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Brother Marquis]
I'm lookin' for a crib for the weekend
I ain't got no ends, but I wanna see the skins
I want mine for the low price
I heard bitches dance free on amateur night!
Shakin' what they mama fuck fo'
When your mama was a hoe, did she get dough?
Don't ask me for a dance; I don't need one
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one
I'm freakin' on like the next man
When you take this cash, I'm lookin' up yo' ass!
Pussy pay the bills, dick pay the rent!
All I got is a thanks and a compliment
Usin' it like a weapon
Bitches gettin paid for sex and affection
Fuck you and your conversation!
I ain't makin' no fuckin' donations!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!
[Chorus]
All you hoes get on DOWN!!
[During chorus:]
Hop wid it!!
[Hey! Take it to the ground!
Hop wid it!
Get on down!
[Chorus]
Can a bitch do a table dance?
Can a bitch do a table dance?
Hell no!!
Can a bitch do a table dance?
Can a bitch do a table dance?
Get out my face, hoe!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I don't give my riches to the bitches!
Shake-dancin' ain't nothin' but trickin'
Ten dollars, too much to give 'em
I done had my two-drink minnimum
I watch from a distance so I can
see,Now Charles kickin' me out the VIP?
Bitches callin' me cheap
While they trick as they dancin' in minks
Hoe, you must be crazy
I know it's your job, but I ain't trickin' miss daisy
I want a quick feel, a cheap thrill -
But I ain't payin' no pussy bills!
If you got mouths to feed,
Bitch, you better recognize a dick in need
'Cause I'm a 3-piece nigga, bitch, I don't play
I want the pussy, a place to stay, but I don't pay!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Booty clubs where niggas go
Spendin' flow for stripper hoes
And table-tops cost five dollars
If the hoe ain't cute, don't even bother
Bitch, come clean from beginnin'
Drop them strings and skin to win
She gotta show pink to get paid
And I don't want a hoe who's always afraid
I'll flip that hoe like a script
'Cause for all that flow, niggas might trip
'Cause pussy's a man's best friend
And she gotta keep shakin' 'till the record ends
'Cause I like them stripper hoes
The ones from Rolexx and Coco's
So come on, make ya pussy pop
And I keep on gettin' them table-tops!
[spoken]
C'mon, girl, now, show me a shot now...
aaight!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Serve me out your best dick-sucker
Much money as I'ma spend in this motherfucker?
You holler "No cash, no ass!"
Well then bitch, I pass!
'Cause I ain't givin' up no cash!
Hell naw!
Not to see YO' funky ass!
You wanna dance?
Don't sewat it!
If I fuck for free, then you can dance on credit
Trick-ass niggas just spoil 'em
Payin' 'em more than the club that employs 'em
Checkin' that booty movin'
To me it's just a form of prostitution
Niggas be wreckin' theyself,
Thinkin' they got that bitch to theyself?
Well I sit back and relax
But tell bitches with babies
they need to work for food stamps
You can pop that pussy tax-free,
But you won't get shit from me!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Brother Marquis]
I'm lookin' for a crib for the weekend
I ain't got no ends, but I wanna see the skins
I want mine for the low price
I heard bitches dance free on amateur night!
Shakin' what they mama fuck fo'
When your mama was a hoe, did she get dough?
Don't ask me for a dance; I don't need one
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one
I'm freakin' on like the next man
When you take this cash, I'm lookin' up yo' ass!
Pussy pay the bills, dick pay the rent!
All I got is a thanks and a compliment
Usin' it like a weapon
Bitches gettin paid for sex and affection
Fuck you and your conversation!
I ain't makin' no fuckin' donations!
Uhh!! Uhh!! Now throw that pussy!!
[Chorus]
All you hoes get on DOWN!!
[During chorus:]
Hop wid it!!
[Hey! Take it to the ground!
Hop wid it!
Get on down!
[Chorus]
Bulldagger Stole My Bitch lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Note:] Brother Marquis does all the verses
[Shari Lewis]
Come ... give us a little kiss ...
let me make it better.
[Dolemite]
These rotten ass bitches is gonna fuckin' wanna know!
[Verse 1]
I met this bitch at a hip-hop disco
A club full of divas in San Francisco
I asked her name, the bitch said Shirley
I asked her for some pussy, she said "I like girlies."
"What that mean, hoe, that I can't have it?"
She said, "Nigga, recognize I'm a female faggot!"
You triflin'-ass bitches know that shit ain't right
Stinkin'-ass dyke, put some dick in your life
'Cause we know where the nose goes in the nymphos
Playin' with dildos and finger-fuckin' booty holes
Belly to belly, skin to skin
Fuckin' like hell, but ain't no dick goin' in
If they like pussy that much, then let me fuck it
Stick it in, take it out, and let 'em suck it
But they game is strong and they tongue is long
A bulldagger beat and got yo' bitch and gone!
[Chorus: Brother Marquis and Mr.Mixx]
A bulldagger done stole my bitch
She'd rather suck pussy, she don't want no dick!
A bulldagger done stole MY bitch!
Bitch told me she don't want no dick!
A bulldagger done stole my bitch
She'd rather eat pussy than suck a nigga' dick!
A bulldagger done stole MY bitch!
Fuck y'all hoes, y'all hoes ain't shit!
[Verse 2:]
Bulldaggers come in all shapes, sizes and colors
A bitch that eat pussy makes a good dick-sucker
Never kiss a bulldagger hoe in the mouth
It smells like shit from all the ass she got
Freaky hoes got them tendencies
Why go that way, bitch, when you can get these?
Some girls'll do it, some girls don't
A bulldaggin' hoe will do what your boyfriend won't
A bulldagger is the worst kind of player hater
'Cause niggas still fuck 'em, that's why they can't fade us
Sayin' they strictly dickly, but that ain't true
A bulldagger got more bitches than me and you
Now bulldaggers, you know they don't play fair
They get all the pussy, and they don't share
But they game is strong and they tongue is long
A bulldagger beat and got yo' bitch and gone!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I hate bulldaggin' hoes with a passion
You motherfuckin' right a nigga gave bashin'
You bitches need to get that gay shit off your mind
Suckin' 'em up, that's sick, I dick 'em down at night
Lickin' clits, suckin' titties, and playin' with kitties
And sophisticated dykes'll treat a nigga shitty
I can't understand how a bitch with class
Would have another hoe's name tattooed on her ass
Spittin' at my hoes but they can't be chose
Because BITCH, my pussy's bought and paid fo'!
Now you motherfuckin' dykes ain't got no shame
French-kissin', holdin' hands like it ain't no thing
Your game is workin', but I got the last virgin
You doin' the slurpin' while I'm doin' the servin'
But they game is strong and they tongue is long
A bulldagger beat and got yo' bitch and gone!
[Chorus]
[Woman]
Naw, mu'fucker. You tryin' to blow my game?
My bitches said somethin' to you, my shit just won't be the same,
motherfucker, n' I can't have that!!
[Outro]
Yeah, Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis representin',
straight up on the down south tip! For the 9-5 shot!
You know we talkin' 'bout they raggedy ass,
nigga, ain't no motherfuckin' thang, 'knamsayin'?
Don't nobody say 'nything personal,
come on, girl, y'know?
Boys back up at that ass!
One time for the bottom!
You know how they do it.
[Shari Lewis]
Come ... give us a little kiss ...
let me make it better.
[Dolemite]
These rotten ass bitches is gonna fuckin' wanna know!
[Verse 1]
I met this bitch at a hip-hop disco
A club full of divas in San Francisco
I asked her name, the bitch said Shirley
I asked her for some pussy, she said "I like girlies."
"What that mean, hoe, that I can't have it?"
She said, "Nigga, recognize I'm a female faggot!"
You triflin'-ass bitches know that shit ain't right
Stinkin'-ass dyke, put some dick in your life
'Cause we know where the nose goes in the nymphos
Playin' with dildos and finger-fuckin' booty holes
Belly to belly, skin to skin
Fuckin' like hell, but ain't no dick goin' in
If they like pussy that much, then let me fuck it
Stick it in, take it out, and let 'em suck it
But they game is strong and they tongue is long
A bulldagger beat and got yo' bitch and gone!
[Chorus: Brother Marquis and Mr.Mixx]
A bulldagger done stole my bitch
She'd rather suck pussy, she don't want no dick!
A bulldagger done stole MY bitch!
Bitch told me she don't want no dick!
A bulldagger done stole my bitch
She'd rather eat pussy than suck a nigga' dick!
A bulldagger done stole MY bitch!
Fuck y'all hoes, y'all hoes ain't shit!
[Verse 2:]
Bulldaggers come in all shapes, sizes and colors
A bitch that eat pussy makes a good dick-sucker
Never kiss a bulldagger hoe in the mouth
It smells like shit from all the ass she got
Freaky hoes got them tendencies
Why go that way, bitch, when you can get these?
Some girls'll do it, some girls don't
A bulldaggin' hoe will do what your boyfriend won't
A bulldagger is the worst kind of player hater
'Cause niggas still fuck 'em, that's why they can't fade us
Sayin' they strictly dickly, but that ain't true
A bulldagger got more bitches than me and you
Now bulldaggers, you know they don't play fair
They get all the pussy, and they don't share
But they game is strong and they tongue is long
A bulldagger beat and got yo' bitch and gone!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I hate bulldaggin' hoes with a passion
You motherfuckin' right a nigga gave bashin'
You bitches need to get that gay shit off your mind
Suckin' 'em up, that's sick, I dick 'em down at night
Lickin' clits, suckin' titties, and playin' with kitties
And sophisticated dykes'll treat a nigga shitty
I can't understand how a bitch with class
Would have another hoe's name tattooed on her ass
Spittin' at my hoes but they can't be chose
Because BITCH, my pussy's bought and paid fo'!
Now you motherfuckin' dykes ain't got no shame
French-kissin', holdin' hands like it ain't no thing
Your game is workin', but I got the last virgin
You doin' the slurpin' while I'm doin' the servin'
But they game is strong and they tongue is long
A bulldagger beat and got yo' bitch and gone!
[Chorus]
[Woman]
Naw, mu'fucker. You tryin' to blow my game?
My bitches said somethin' to you, my shit just won't be the same,
motherfucker, n' I can't have that!!
[Outro]
Yeah, Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis representin',
straight up on the down south tip! For the 9-5 shot!
You know we talkin' 'bout they raggedy ass,
nigga, ain't no motherfuckin' thang, 'knamsayin'?
Don't nobody say 'nything personal,
come on, girl, y'know?
Boys back up at that ass!
One time for the bottom!
You know how they do it.
When We Get Them Hoes lyrics - The 2 live Crew
[Intro: Mr. Mixx]
YEAHHHHHHH, BA-BYYYY!!
It's the boys, we gon' do it like this, one time for ya mind!
All the boys in the house ... y'knahmsayin!
Repeat after me, yo - Say, "Hey! We got them hoes! We got them hoes!"
[The Fellas]
Hey! We got them hoes!
We got them hoes!
[Mr. Mixx]
Yeah, say "Hey! We got them hoes! We got them hoes!"
[The Fellas]
Hey! We got them hoes!
We got them hoes!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
When I get the hoes I let all the boys fuck 'em
Yeahhh!!
No matter what she says, she still got to suck 'em
'Cause bitches will be bitches even when I'm dead
Riiight!
And if I can't fuck, then I'll take some head
'Cause you gotta dog a hoe whenever you can
'Cause bulldaggers run game for every man
True!
To all raggedy bitches, you ain't really nothin'
'Cause when I get a hoe
I LET ALL THE BOYS FUCK 'ER!!!!!
[Chorus: Mr. Mixx]
When we get them hoes,
when we get them hoes,
When we get them hoes,
we let ALL the boys fuck 'em!
When we get them hoes,
when we get them hoes,
When we get them hoes,
we let ALL the boys fuck 'em!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
In the fuck game there ain't no rules
Give it up smooth, put me in there cool
Yeahhhh!
'Cause it's your delight to fuck with fate
You're looking for a way to close the gate
Your sex is hard core, you're the devil's whore
Yeah!
Your mama was one so you will be nothing more
Let me dog-fuck you, bitch, throw down hard
If you don't cum for me, you won't for God!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
You must do it right, you freaky dyke!
If you do it wrong you get no dick tonight
No dick tonight!
Dick in your mouth and in your ass is what you love
While you're on your knees, give my homie some
Yeah!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Bitches know what's up when I'm in command
'Cause Kid Ice is down with the next man
Riiiight!
All the groupie hoes, I'm down with 'em
'Cause at any time they'll let ALL THE BOYS FUCK 'EM!!
[Chorus]
[Mr. Mixx]
Yeah! When we get them hoes, we let all the boys run up in 'em, y'knahmsayin'?
Right about now we gon' let my man get loose!
Mr. Heavy Metal man and stuff ... RUN THAT SHIT, BA-BYYYYY!!
[long guitar riff]
Yeah, we outta here!
YEAHHHHHHH, BA-BYYYY!!
It's the boys, we gon' do it like this, one time for ya mind!
All the boys in the house ... y'knahmsayin!
Repeat after me, yo - Say, "Hey! We got them hoes! We got them hoes!"
[The Fellas]
Hey! We got them hoes!
We got them hoes!
[Mr. Mixx]
Yeah, say "Hey! We got them hoes! We got them hoes!"
[The Fellas]
Hey! We got them hoes!
We got them hoes!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
When I get the hoes I let all the boys fuck 'em
Yeahhh!!
No matter what she says, she still got to suck 'em
'Cause bitches will be bitches even when I'm dead
Riiight!
And if I can't fuck, then I'll take some head
'Cause you gotta dog a hoe whenever you can
'Cause bulldaggers run game for every man
True!
To all raggedy bitches, you ain't really nothin'
'Cause when I get a hoe
I LET ALL THE BOYS FUCK 'ER!!!!!
[Chorus: Mr. Mixx]
When we get them hoes,
when we get them hoes,
When we get them hoes,
we let ALL the boys fuck 'em!
When we get them hoes,
when we get them hoes,
When we get them hoes,
we let ALL the boys fuck 'em!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
In the fuck game there ain't no rules
Give it up smooth, put me in there cool
Yeahhhh!
'Cause it's your delight to fuck with fate
You're looking for a way to close the gate
Your sex is hard core, you're the devil's whore
Yeah!
Your mama was one so you will be nothing more
Let me dog-fuck you, bitch, throw down hard
If you don't cum for me, you won't for God!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
You must do it right, you freaky dyke!
If you do it wrong you get no dick tonight
No dick tonight!
Dick in your mouth and in your ass is what you love
While you're on your knees, give my homie some
Yeah!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Bitches know what's up when I'm in command
'Cause Kid Ice is down with the next man
Riiiight!
All the groupie hoes, I'm down with 'em
'Cause at any time they'll let ALL THE BOYS FUCK 'EM!!
[Chorus]
[Mr. Mixx]
Yeah! When we get them hoes, we let all the boys run up in 'em, y'knahmsayin'?
Right about now we gon' let my man get loose!
Mr. Heavy Metal man and stuff ... RUN THAT SHIT, BA-BYYYYY!!
[long guitar riff]
Yeah, we outta here!
Skeeta Man lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Note: Marquis does all the verses; Mr. Mixx does the chorus "I'm gonna cum!"]
[Verse 1:]
Let me skeet, don't hesitate
It ain't good to masturbate
Hoe, I'll let you suck my dick
If you say you'll be my bitch
You'll be proud to be my hoe
I'll take you everywhere I go
If anybody else, you belong to me
Is this my pussy?
([woman:] Yeah, Marquis...)
I'm the one that has you sprung
When I skeet, we'll have a son
Skeet them jaws, skeet them draws
Pull it out and skeet the walls
Grab it, flip it, hold it, rub it
When I skeet is when you suck it
All you have to do is believe
And the skeet will set you free
[Chorus:]
Jerk it off, jerk it off, ba-by!
("I'm gonna cum!")
[3x]
("I'm gonna cum!")
[Verse 2:]
For the skeet you are a fiend
Don't you stop this freaky thing
Dick is the one thing that you love
And the skeet's all you're thinking of
If you can't skeet with someone else
You'll skeet off by yourself
Skeetin' nowadays is the thing to do
You'll skeet me and I'll skeet you
Skeet from the front, skeet from the back
Can I skeet in your mouth?
Do you like it like that?
([woman:] Yess!)
Taste my skeet, don't it taste so sweet?
For my skeet you are a freak
I skeet off twice and then I'm done
I have to save some skeet for the next one, hon
All you have to do is believe
And the skeet will set you free
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Skeetin' is for the young and old
But it's best to skeet in a hoe
Before I go out and skeet a bitch
I always take my skeetin' kick
I like to skeet in big ol' butts
It makes me skeet off big ol' nuts
You can say that I'm a nympho
Skeet in your mouth, then skeet your temple
I skeet best on a one-night stand
Brother Marquis is a skeeta man!
You suck slow and I fuck fast
Don't get mad if the skeet don't last
It ain't love, it must be lust
In the skeet you must trust
All you got to do is believe
And the skeet will set you free
[Chorus]
Jerk-jerk-jerk-jerk it off babyyy! [4x]
[Verse 1:]
Let me skeet, don't hesitate
It ain't good to masturbate
Hoe, I'll let you suck my dick
If you say you'll be my bitch
You'll be proud to be my hoe
I'll take you everywhere I go
If anybody else, you belong to me
Is this my pussy?
([woman:] Yeah, Marquis...)
I'm the one that has you sprung
When I skeet, we'll have a son
Skeet them jaws, skeet them draws
Pull it out and skeet the walls
Grab it, flip it, hold it, rub it
When I skeet is when you suck it
All you have to do is believe
And the skeet will set you free
[Chorus:]
Jerk it off, jerk it off, ba-by!
("I'm gonna cum!")
[3x]
("I'm gonna cum!")
[Verse 2:]
For the skeet you are a fiend
Don't you stop this freaky thing
Dick is the one thing that you love
And the skeet's all you're thinking of
If you can't skeet with someone else
You'll skeet off by yourself
Skeetin' nowadays is the thing to do
You'll skeet me and I'll skeet you
Skeet from the front, skeet from the back
Can I skeet in your mouth?
Do you like it like that?
([woman:] Yess!)
Taste my skeet, don't it taste so sweet?
For my skeet you are a freak
I skeet off twice and then I'm done
I have to save some skeet for the next one, hon
All you have to do is believe
And the skeet will set you free
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Skeetin' is for the young and old
But it's best to skeet in a hoe
Before I go out and skeet a bitch
I always take my skeetin' kick
I like to skeet in big ol' butts
It makes me skeet off big ol' nuts
You can say that I'm a nympho
Skeet in your mouth, then skeet your temple
I skeet best on a one-night stand
Brother Marquis is a skeeta man!
You suck slow and I fuck fast
Don't get mad if the skeet don't last
It ain't love, it must be lust
In the skeet you must trust
All you got to do is believe
And the skeet will set you free
[Chorus]
Jerk-jerk-jerk-jerk it off babyyy! [4x]
Savage in the Sack lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro:]
[Excerpt from a porno movie of a woman being fucked]
[Mr.Mixx]
Yeah, bitch. I know you used to clown and talk shit in high school
when we was fuckin' around ...
'cause I couldn't fuck. But now I'mback, BITCH!
To let yo' punk ass know that I can really dick 'emdown, 'cause I'm a ..
[Chorus 4x:]
[Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis]
Savage in the sack, baby, I'll break ya back, baby
It's like that from the front to the back, baby
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
An original dicksmith, one of the three
Fresh Kid Ice, long dick Chinese
A savage in the morning, a savage in the sack
When it's time for sex I'll break ya fuckin'
backThere's no time for slack, so give me 'nuff respect,
And I'll dick ya down like a Trinnie roughneck!
Throbbin' that pussy like a Tonka toy
'Cause you're fuckin' with a man, not a little boy
Sho' you right. All pussy ain't good pussy.
But nuttin' don't beat that savage pussy.
You know that pussy that breathes, the snappin' pussy,
that haveya head fucked up.
You know I'm a big muthafucka;
I might lay heavy, but I damn sho' can't go deep, baby.
Let me ride that ass from front to back
The one-armed bandit is a savage in the sack, baby
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
She's the baddest bitch to ever hit the matress
Very attractive, yet orally active
Beautiful but deadly; I can't let her get me
Despite all the things she does to try and tip me
Fattest (?) turd ever stinked a pair o' draws
Hot dick in a cock, smokin' head and them blue balls
The finest thing hoein', not like I ain't knowin'
Sex game strong, leave the savage alone
She'll turn a trick and suck a nigga-dick
And don't want a nigga to nut too quick
If you slip she'll catch ya, you're caught in the rapture
Don't fall in love when the pussy's thrown at ya
You're caught in the spell
Ha ha ha ha ... oh well!
Savage in the sack, fuck like hell
You have to have a strong mind to fuck with a savage,
'Cause it'll have ya head fucked up every time.
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Yeah. I know y'all know who I am in here.
I'm just down here hangin'out with m' boys...
Brother Marquis, Fresh Kid Ice, and Mr. Mixx.
We're players from way back.
We used to mutt out hoes togetherand everything, y' know.
But uh, my lil' thangs jumped off again forme, so I'm just hollerin' at my peoples.
Y'all brothers stay strong, and... practice what you preach.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, HA HA HA HA HAHA HA HA HA HA ...
yeah, y'all thought I was gone, didn't ya?
Yeah, I've been hangin' out since the intro, ba-by!
Flip it over. There's some mo' funky shit on the other side.
Sho' you right.
[Excerpt from a porno movie of a woman being fucked]
[Mr.Mixx]
Yeah, bitch. I know you used to clown and talk shit in high school
when we was fuckin' around ...
'cause I couldn't fuck. But now I'mback, BITCH!
To let yo' punk ass know that I can really dick 'emdown, 'cause I'm a ..
[Chorus 4x:]
[Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis]
Savage in the sack, baby, I'll break ya back, baby
It's like that from the front to the back, baby
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
An original dicksmith, one of the three
Fresh Kid Ice, long dick Chinese
A savage in the morning, a savage in the sack
When it's time for sex I'll break ya fuckin'
backThere's no time for slack, so give me 'nuff respect,
And I'll dick ya down like a Trinnie roughneck!
Throbbin' that pussy like a Tonka toy
'Cause you're fuckin' with a man, not a little boy
Sho' you right. All pussy ain't good pussy.
But nuttin' don't beat that savage pussy.
You know that pussy that breathes, the snappin' pussy,
that haveya head fucked up.
You know I'm a big muthafucka;
I might lay heavy, but I damn sho' can't go deep, baby.
Let me ride that ass from front to back
The one-armed bandit is a savage in the sack, baby
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
She's the baddest bitch to ever hit the matress
Very attractive, yet orally active
Beautiful but deadly; I can't let her get me
Despite all the things she does to try and tip me
Fattest (?) turd ever stinked a pair o' draws
Hot dick in a cock, smokin' head and them blue balls
The finest thing hoein', not like I ain't knowin'
Sex game strong, leave the savage alone
She'll turn a trick and suck a nigga-dick
And don't want a nigga to nut too quick
If you slip she'll catch ya, you're caught in the rapture
Don't fall in love when the pussy's thrown at ya
You're caught in the spell
Ha ha ha ha ... oh well!
Savage in the sack, fuck like hell
You have to have a strong mind to fuck with a savage,
'Cause it'll have ya head fucked up every time.
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Yeah. I know y'all know who I am in here.
I'm just down here hangin'out with m' boys...
Brother Marquis, Fresh Kid Ice, and Mr. Mixx.
We're players from way back.
We used to mutt out hoes togetherand everything, y' know.
But uh, my lil' thangs jumped off again forme, so I'm just hollerin' at my peoples.
Y'all brothers stay strong, and... practice what you preach.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, HA HA HA HA HAHA HA HA HA HA ...
yeah, y'all thought I was gone, didn't ya?
Yeah, I've been hangin' out since the intro, ba-by!
Flip it over. There's some mo' funky shit on the other side.
Sho' you right.
Be My Private Dancer lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro]
Astrid
Hey y'all motherfuckers out there, whassup?
You know your boys are back,
Fresh Kid Ice, Brother Marquee and Mr. Mixx.
They droppin' some new shit;
and ain't about all that bullshit y'all
been hearin' for the last two or three years,
you know what I'm sayin'?
There ain't no more motherfuckin'cheerleading goin' on, so DROP THAT SHIT!!
[Chorus 2x:]
Come and be my private dancer!
I got some money if that's the answer![3x]
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Sittin' here wonderin' who can I phone?
My bitch done left me home alone
Dance for me in privacy,
So no one else can bother me
Fantasies of a centerfold
So very beautiful but yet so bold
Picture me and you on a photo
Butt-booty naked, dancin' on my solo
Bitch, you know you got me in the zone
I'm on bone, can't wait to get it on
I'll do anything for you, please let me knock it
Even put some money in your pocket
Don't overcharge or play with my heart
I got cash or a credit card
Don't make me beg for a piece of ass
All I want is a private dance!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Come on, bitch, let's have a party
You and me exclusively
Sex is what you're all about
And I want you to turn me out
I really wanna be with you
I get hot after seein' youEspecially when you
shake that assYou keep me goin' when you shake it fast
Come on, take me for a ride
The freaks are out and it's on tonight
Show me shots Miami style
Butterfly, then open wide
So when it's over and I'm alone
I'm lookin' for the one to take me home
I gots to know, I need an answer
Would you be my private dancer?
[Chrous]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
What your mama gave ya shouldn't be cherished
Show me a shot, baby, don't be embarrassed
The way you move is real funky
Let me sit in that saddle and ride that donkey
I also like the major cleavage
Titties so big, yo, I can't believe it
Put 'em in my face, 'cause that's where I love 'em
She even got my name tattooed on one of 'em
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Let me fuck, you know I am
Bitch, what's my name? (Chinaman!)
So keep on dancin' and don't you stop
'Cause it ain't over 'till a nigga nut'!
So where you from, you sexy thing,
'Cause it's that time to show that thing
I gots to know, I need an answer
Come and be my private dancer!
[Chorus]
Astrid
Hey y'all motherfuckers out there, whassup?
You know your boys are back,
Fresh Kid Ice, Brother Marquee and Mr. Mixx.
They droppin' some new shit;
and ain't about all that bullshit y'all
been hearin' for the last two or three years,
you know what I'm sayin'?
There ain't no more motherfuckin'cheerleading goin' on, so DROP THAT SHIT!!
[Chorus 2x:]
Come and be my private dancer!
I got some money if that's the answer![3x]
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Sittin' here wonderin' who can I phone?
My bitch done left me home alone
Dance for me in privacy,
So no one else can bother me
Fantasies of a centerfold
So very beautiful but yet so bold
Picture me and you on a photo
Butt-booty naked, dancin' on my solo
Bitch, you know you got me in the zone
I'm on bone, can't wait to get it on
I'll do anything for you, please let me knock it
Even put some money in your pocket
Don't overcharge or play with my heart
I got cash or a credit card
Don't make me beg for a piece of ass
All I want is a private dance!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Come on, bitch, let's have a party
You and me exclusively
Sex is what you're all about
And I want you to turn me out
I really wanna be with you
I get hot after seein' youEspecially when you
shake that assYou keep me goin' when you shake it fast
Come on, take me for a ride
The freaks are out and it's on tonight
Show me shots Miami style
Butterfly, then open wide
So when it's over and I'm alone
I'm lookin' for the one to take me home
I gots to know, I need an answer
Would you be my private dancer?
[Chrous]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
What your mama gave ya shouldn't be cherished
Show me a shot, baby, don't be embarrassed
The way you move is real funky
Let me sit in that saddle and ride that donkey
I also like the major cleavage
Titties so big, yo, I can't believe it
Put 'em in my face, 'cause that's where I love 'em
She even got my name tattooed on one of 'em
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Let me fuck, you know I am
Bitch, what's my name? (Chinaman!)
So keep on dancin' and don't you stop
'Cause it ain't over 'till a nigga nut'!
So where you from, you sexy thing,
'Cause it's that time to show that thing
I gots to know, I need an answer
Come and be my private dancer!
[Chorus]
Do the Damn Thing lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
Let's get it on, I'm open real wide!
[Chorus 2x: Mr. Mixx]
I wanna do the damn thaaaaAAANG!
(Then do the damn thing!)
I wanna do the damn thaaaang!
(Then do the damn thing!)
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
I'm a bad motherfucker bringin' hoes to their knees
Fresh Kid Ice, long dick Chinese
Always on a mission 'cause I like to fuck
The way I hit the pussy is in the buck
Strokin' up and down, always takin' my time
Doin' it all till I make you mine
I rub your body with motion lotion
Lick you down like waves in the ocean
Do it till you're satisfied
Have you moan even though you're tired
I've fucked many bitches across the land
And no one slangs dick like the Chinaman
You ain't been fucked 'cause your pussy's froze
Many are called but few are chose
Bust them guts like it ain't no thing
So bitch stop frontin', let's do the damn thing!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Bitch, do you wanna swing with me?
Sex is the best with Brother Marquis
All hoes let my record show
All my bitches come back for more
It must be the way I throw my thang
It must be the way I spit my game
Look 'em in they eye, tell a quick lie
Kiss 'em and they cry, I don't know why
Game so strong, yet so convincin'
Give me a minute, I'm up in it
Talk 'em out they draws real cool
"Bitch, give it up smooth, you know the rules!"
True love ain't so hard to find
It's right between your legs and mine
None of my bitches, they never complain
They like the way I do the damn thing!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I love it when a bitch be like pro-per
A hooche with a coochie that'll let me pop her
The "Blac Vagina Finda" Once I'm inside I must remind her
Pussy's deception, dick's a weapon
After I fuck, I'm steppin'
Damn right, ain't nothin' changed
That's the way I do my thang!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Let me do it, like nothin' before
I don't need a friend, I need a whore
I need a bitch who'll fuck all night
Take plenty of dick, and the pussy's right
She'll keep me goin' till she gets me off
And bring me up, when I'm soft
Let's get together 'cause it ain't no thang
You and me, baby, doin' the damn thang!
[Chorus]
[Mr. Mixx]
Do the damn thang!
Hey, I'm doin' it, baby!
Now rub the damn thang!
Damn right, I'm rubbin' it, baby!
Kiss the damn thang!
Mmmmm-kissin'in' it, baby!
Now do the damn thang!
Then turn around, baby!
UHH! UHH! Now throw the damn thaaAANG!
Throw, throw it!
Throw, the damn thang, baby!
[Chorus 2x]
Come on girl!
Do, do it! Do, the damn thang, baby! [2x]
[Chorus 2x: Mr. Mixx]
I wanna do the damn thaaaaAAANG!
(Then do the damn thing!)
I wanna do the damn thaaaang!
(Then do the damn thing!)
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
I'm a bad motherfucker bringin' hoes to their knees
Fresh Kid Ice, long dick Chinese
Always on a mission 'cause I like to fuck
The way I hit the pussy is in the buck
Strokin' up and down, always takin' my time
Doin' it all till I make you mine
I rub your body with motion lotion
Lick you down like waves in the ocean
Do it till you're satisfied
Have you moan even though you're tired
I've fucked many bitches across the land
And no one slangs dick like the Chinaman
You ain't been fucked 'cause your pussy's froze
Many are called but few are chose
Bust them guts like it ain't no thing
So bitch stop frontin', let's do the damn thing!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Bitch, do you wanna swing with me?
Sex is the best with Brother Marquis
All hoes let my record show
All my bitches come back for more
It must be the way I throw my thang
It must be the way I spit my game
Look 'em in they eye, tell a quick lie
Kiss 'em and they cry, I don't know why
Game so strong, yet so convincin'
Give me a minute, I'm up in it
Talk 'em out they draws real cool
"Bitch, give it up smooth, you know the rules!"
True love ain't so hard to find
It's right between your legs and mine
None of my bitches, they never complain
They like the way I do the damn thing!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I love it when a bitch be like pro-per
A hooche with a coochie that'll let me pop her
The "Blac Vagina Finda" Once I'm inside I must remind her
Pussy's deception, dick's a weapon
After I fuck, I'm steppin'
Damn right, ain't nothin' changed
That's the way I do my thang!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Let me do it, like nothin' before
I don't need a friend, I need a whore
I need a bitch who'll fuck all night
Take plenty of dick, and the pussy's right
She'll keep me goin' till she gets me off
And bring me up, when I'm soft
Let's get together 'cause it ain't no thang
You and me, baby, doin' the damn thang!
[Chorus]
[Mr. Mixx]
Do the damn thang!
Hey, I'm doin' it, baby!
Now rub the damn thang!
Damn right, I'm rubbin' it, baby!
Kiss the damn thang!
Mmmmm-kissin'in' it, baby!
Now do the damn thang!
Then turn around, baby!
UHH! UHH! Now throw the damn thaaAANG!
Throw, throw it!
Throw, the damn thang, baby!
[Chorus 2x]
Come on girl!
Do, do it! Do, the damn thang, baby! [2x]
PSK '95 lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Mr. Mixx]
[Intro from the original PSK, which slows down and switches to this track]
Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot!
Here we go now!
Uh! Give it to me!
Uh! Give it to me now!
[Chorus: Brother Marquis]
PSK, we makin' that green
Bitches always say what the hell does it mean?
P is for the people who can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
K is for the way
Mr. Mixx be cuttin'
Man, them other niggas, y'all ain't did nothin'
Rockin' on 'till the break of dawn
We gettin' cold money; this time IT'S ON!
Rock on ................. break it down now!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Chillin' on the block, on the avenue
Shootin' a lil' dice, sippin' on some brew
Turned around and seen this fine young lady
She had a big ass and a phat Mercedes (Woo!)
I said, Fine lady, now you're lookin' real nice
Sweeter than honey, sugar and spice (Right.)
Told her my name was Brother Marquis
You know my reputation, hoe, I'm just a freak
She said, Marquis, I know your game
Heard about the way you throw that thang
I said, yo, baby girl, I'ma tell you no lies (What?)
'Cause all I wanna do is uh, get ya high,
And uh, lay ya down and do the body rock
She said come on, and we got in the car
Took a little trip to a fancy bar (What?)
Got some gin, some juice, some coke
I tell ya, my nigga, this ain't no joke
Took me to the crib, laid me on the bed
Before a nigga fuck', yo, I got some head (What?)
I knew this was a rich lil' whore
She gave me $100, but I wanted some more
Uh! Bring it down now!
[Chorus]
One time now!
Overtown!
Liberty City!
Carol City!
Highway 5!
15th! 61st!
Yeah! Down south flavor, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis!
Bringin' itback y'all! Break it down now!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
All alone on a Saturday night
Smokin' on a blunt, feelin' all right (What?)
My homie Mr. Mixx called me on the phone
Man, that nigga's married, he can't leave home (Whoo!)
Told me 'bout a party on 1.5
I got my pistol, jumped into my ride
Got in the party with my pockets fat
Bitches on my dick 'cause I'm cool like that (True.)
Now up in the set, who did I see?
A fuck-nigga from Atlanta named after me! (What??)
I put that red dot up against his head
And said "Fuck-ass nigga, I should kill you dead.
"A thought ran across my crazy-ass mind
The real Marquis ain't doin' no time
I looked in his face, he looked like shit
Siss-ass nigga ain't nothin' but a bitch!(Bring it to me!)
[Chorus]
Overtown!
15th y'all!
One time for 1-5-1!
In the back y'all, yeah!
Liberty City!
61st y'all!
Gettin' money y'all!
54th y'all!
Here we go now! ...
Uh! Yeah, this is ya boy Mr. Mixx, Marquis,
PSK for the 9-5shot y'all!
Break it down!
We up out this motherfucker.
We'll give it to ya on the next shit y'all!
But until then - peace, love, and mo' pussy!
You Go Girl lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro]
I don't use Massengil, I use my own kinda douche powder
Y'know I mix it, I mix it myself
Y'know what I put in it? (Yeah? What?)
Alum! (Yeah!!) LSD! (ha ha!) And Kentucky Fried Chicken!
(*cheering*) I mold it together, baby!
I mold it together, honey!
Oh, that alum, lemme tell ya somethin
That alum makes it tight (right!)
LSD makes it outta sight (yeah!)
And Kentucky Fried Chicken make it finga lickin good!
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(You go girl)
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Get on the dance floor
And move your body til ya can't no, more
Touch the ground
Cause I like the way you doo-doo brown
You make me wanna flip
Plus I love the way you shake them, hips
>From side to side
Always keepin my nature on the rise
Cause you got it goin on
And you're the only one havin fun
Watchin the niggas sweat
And how it feels when you're wet
Doin what you want til it hurts
As RuPaul say, You'd Better Work
Shake ya ass til it twirls
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
etc.
[Verb]
You know you got it goin on, honey dip, I swear
Two niggas takin care of you, and doin up ya hair
You used to look shady but ya changed ever since
Now it's all about the leather boots and sequins
Tellin niggas don't holla if ya can't get the snap
Got a diamond name plate and a neckace to match
Diamonds on ya hand, sippin on cham'
Niggas wanna holla but ya say I got a man
The bitch is so fly if they're goin' off in her, G
Now look at honey dip, push you off ?inity?
So if ya ain't got loot ya can't mack her
It's all about the hammers on the big body Acura
Or a hundred with a car fulla friends
?Say fresh hairdo? and ?Oscar de la Rinte?
Niggas get mad cause they can't lay the pipe in
Cause you wanna holla, baby, claimin that you're dykin
But in 9-4, it's show and tell
Keep doin what ya doin and go on, girl
(You go girl)
etc.
(Tell em brother!)
(Tell em brother!) (Yeahhh!)
(Tell em brother!)
(Tell em - Tell em brother!) (Yeahhh!)
(Tell em brother!)
(Tell em brother!) (Yeahhh!)
(Tell em brother!)
(Tell em brother!) (Yeahhh!)
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Here's a song for the ladies
Who work ya nerves and drive ya crazy
Keep givin it all ya got
Just shake that ass, make the niggas hot
And the way you lick them lips
I know you suck skin off a dick
Cause you're the one to rock my world
Just keep on suckin (Go Girl)
[Verb]
I know you're all about the hair, doin nails done weekly
Lookin for a nigga packin big grip, seek me
I wonder if you're singlin so we can get a-minglin
My ding-a-ling'll sure get ya ear rings jinglin
You want diamonds and pearls, but ya name ain't Prince
I bought ya that, and ya started actin shady ever since
Like I said before, it's all about show and tell
Keep doin what ya doin and go on, girl, uh
(You go girl)
etc.
I don't use Massengil, I use my own kinda douche powder
Y'know I mix it, I mix it myself
Y'know what I put in it? (Yeah? What?)
Alum! (Yeah!!) LSD! (ha ha!) And Kentucky Fried Chicken!
(*cheering*) I mold it together, baby!
I mold it together, honey!
Oh, that alum, lemme tell ya somethin
That alum makes it tight (right!)
LSD makes it outta sight (yeah!)
And Kentucky Fried Chicken make it finga lickin good!
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
(You go girl)
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Get on the dance floor
And move your body til ya can't no, more
Touch the ground
Cause I like the way you doo-doo brown
You make me wanna flip
Plus I love the way you shake them, hips
>From side to side
Always keepin my nature on the rise
Cause you got it goin on
And you're the only one havin fun
Watchin the niggas sweat
And how it feels when you're wet
Doin what you want til it hurts
As RuPaul say, You'd Better Work
Shake ya ass til it twirls
(You go girl)
(Go girl!)
(You go girl)
etc.
[Verb]
You know you got it goin on, honey dip, I swear
Two niggas takin care of you, and doin up ya hair
You used to look shady but ya changed ever since
Now it's all about the leather boots and sequins
Tellin niggas don't holla if ya can't get the snap
Got a diamond name plate and a neckace to match
Diamonds on ya hand, sippin on cham'
Niggas wanna holla but ya say I got a man
The bitch is so fly if they're goin' off in her, G
Now look at honey dip, push you off ?inity?
So if ya ain't got loot ya can't mack her
It's all about the hammers on the big body Acura
Or a hundred with a car fulla friends
?Say fresh hairdo? and ?Oscar de la Rinte?
Niggas get mad cause they can't lay the pipe in
Cause you wanna holla, baby, claimin that you're dykin
But in 9-4, it's show and tell
Keep doin what ya doin and go on, girl
(You go girl)
etc.
(Tell em brother!)
(Tell em brother!) (Yeahhh!)
(Tell em brother!)
(Tell em - Tell em brother!) (Yeahhh!)
(Tell em brother!)
(Tell em brother!) (Yeahhh!)
(Tell em brother!)
(Tell em brother!) (Yeahhh!)
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Here's a song for the ladies
Who work ya nerves and drive ya crazy
Keep givin it all ya got
Just shake that ass, make the niggas hot
And the way you lick them lips
I know you suck skin off a dick
Cause you're the one to rock my world
Just keep on suckin (Go Girl)
[Verb]
I know you're all about the hair, doin nails done weekly
Lookin for a nigga packin big grip, seek me
I wonder if you're singlin so we can get a-minglin
My ding-a-ling'll sure get ya ear rings jinglin
You want diamonds and pearls, but ya name ain't Prince
I bought ya that, and ya started actin shady ever since
Like I said before, it's all about show and tell
Keep doin what ya doin and go on, girl, uh
(You go girl)
etc.
Pop That Pussy lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[FKI = Fresh Kid Ice]
[BM = Brother Marquis]
[Blowfly:]
"Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-DAMN!! Shee-yee-YIT!! Look at the ass
on that bitch! Look at the titties!"
[Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs up on easy."]
[Verse 1]
[FKI]
There's only one place where we can go
To see freaky hoes doin' shows
Doin' tricks to make us holler
On a giving night, all for a dollar
Silicone breasts, all on their chests
Nothin' like others, but above the rest
They'll do anything to turn us on
Them hoes got it goin' on!!
[BM
I like big booty and big ol' titties
Bitch, you know you've been fucked by many
So come and be my private dancer
I got some money if that's the answer
I really wanna be with you;
I get hard after seeing you
How hard? Hard like a rock,
When you make that pussy pop!
[Chorus 2x: Luke]
Pop that pussy! Heyyy! Pop that pussy, baby!
Pop that pussy! Pop, pop that pussy, baby!
[Verse 2]
[FKI]
Freaky bitches with plenty of ass
Rollin' to the music and shakin' real fast
Bend over backwards, make me shout
And work that pussy, in and out
Movin' their body with plenty of action
Bringin' to the men more satisfaction
Doin' what they feel to turn us out
Just work that pussy all the way out!
[BM]
Shake it! Don't break it!
It took your momma nine months to make it
Bend over and spread 'em, girl
Show-w-w me those pussy pearls
Rub that ass and play with that clit
You know I like that freaky shit
Girl, you know you look so cute
Throwin' that pussy the way you do!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[FKI]
Poppin' that pussy's a dance for the ladies
Straight from the South, into the 90's
Freaky bitches are the ones I like
In G-strings in the middle of the night
Smoke-filled stages, bitches in cages
Guards at the door, armed with gauges
As they dance and I get hot,
Keep throwin' that pussy! Don't stop!
[BM]
I like the way you lick the champagne glass
It makes me wanna stick my dick in your ass
So come on, baby, and pop it quick
I fall in love when you suck my dick
Bitch, you don't know? You ain't heard?
Fuckin' with me, you're gonna get served
See, none of my bitches, they never complain
So come on, baby, and pop that thang!
[Chorus]
[Luke:]
Janet J, pop, that pus-sy!
Bu-bles, pop, that pus-sy!
Sandra P, pop, that pus-sy!
Ma-donna, pop that stinky smelly pussy, baby!
[Mixx scratches "Work this motherfucker!" "Shit, this good!" "Woo hoo!"]
[Chorus]
[Luke:]
BREAKDOWN!!
[BM = Brother Marquis]
[Blowfly:]
"Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-DAMN!! Shee-yee-YIT!! Look at the ass
on that bitch! Look at the titties!"
[Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs up on easy."]
[Verse 1]
[FKI]
There's only one place where we can go
To see freaky hoes doin' shows
Doin' tricks to make us holler
On a giving night, all for a dollar
Silicone breasts, all on their chests
Nothin' like others, but above the rest
They'll do anything to turn us on
Them hoes got it goin' on!!
[BM
I like big booty and big ol' titties
Bitch, you know you've been fucked by many
So come and be my private dancer
I got some money if that's the answer
I really wanna be with you;
I get hard after seeing you
How hard? Hard like a rock,
When you make that pussy pop!
[Chorus 2x: Luke]
Pop that pussy! Heyyy! Pop that pussy, baby!
Pop that pussy! Pop, pop that pussy, baby!
[Verse 2]
[FKI]
Freaky bitches with plenty of ass
Rollin' to the music and shakin' real fast
Bend over backwards, make me shout
And work that pussy, in and out
Movin' their body with plenty of action
Bringin' to the men more satisfaction
Doin' what they feel to turn us out
Just work that pussy all the way out!
[BM]
Shake it! Don't break it!
It took your momma nine months to make it
Bend over and spread 'em, girl
Show-w-w me those pussy pearls
Rub that ass and play with that clit
You know I like that freaky shit
Girl, you know you look so cute
Throwin' that pussy the way you do!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[FKI]
Poppin' that pussy's a dance for the ladies
Straight from the South, into the 90's
Freaky bitches are the ones I like
In G-strings in the middle of the night
Smoke-filled stages, bitches in cages
Guards at the door, armed with gauges
As they dance and I get hot,
Keep throwin' that pussy! Don't stop!
[BM]
I like the way you lick the champagne glass
It makes me wanna stick my dick in your ass
So come on, baby, and pop it quick
I fall in love when you suck my dick
Bitch, you don't know? You ain't heard?
Fuckin' with me, you're gonna get served
See, none of my bitches, they never complain
So come on, baby, and pop that thang!
[Chorus]
[Luke:]
Janet J, pop, that pus-sy!
Bu-bles, pop, that pus-sy!
Sandra P, pop, that pus-sy!
Ma-donna, pop that stinky smelly pussy, baby!
[Mixx scratches "Work this motherfucker!" "Shit, this good!" "Woo hoo!"]
[Chorus]
[Luke:]
BREAKDOWN!!
A Fuck is a Fuck lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro: Mr. Mixx]
YEAH NIGGA!2 motherfuckin' Live is back in this raggedy motherfucker,
you know what I'm sayin'!We are the undisputed originators of this X-
rated rap game, you know what I'm sayin'!I got my man Kid Ice to my
right, I got Marquis to my left, I got Luke over her to the side, you know
what I'm sayin'?Hey, yo, man, hey, kick that shit!
[Verse 1:Fresh Kid Ice]
Bitches on the dick 'cause of who I am (Yeah!)
The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman
Movin' from the bottom straight to the top (Fool!)
And I'm out for mine just to get one nut (Yeah.)
Splackin' every day, always wearin' the glove
A bitch must be stupid to fall in love (Ha!)
'Cause the Kid love pussy, and nothin' but the pussy (Yeah!)
So bitch, if you want to fuck with me,
Take a number (Fool!) and don't keep fronitn'
I got plenty many bitches to Move Somethin' (Yeah!)
I gots no time for silly games
Only real bitches, not sorry lames (Ha ha!)
So it's up to you, either hang on or stroll on!
(My man ain't got no time for no motherfuckin' woman!)
If that's what you want, you're shit out of luck
I'm out for the pussy 'cause a fuck is a fuck! (Fool!)
[Chorus 3x:Mr. Mixx]
A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!
A fuck is a fuck, HOE!
(A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!Yo, Marquis, kick that shit!)
[Verse 2:Brother Marquis]
F-U-C-K-I-N-G, (Yeah!) I'm fuckin' you and you're suckin' me
Fuck relationships; motherfuck love (Ha ha!)
'Cause makin' money is all I'm thinkin' of (True!)
And when the bitches see me they start to holler,
"Marquis want some head and $500?" (Ha ha ...)
'Cause I'm a three-piece nigga, bitch, I don't play
I want the pussy, the pay and a place to stay!(Fool!)
And the head, booty and cock, well, that's mandantory (Yeah!)
BITCH, gimme mine as I complete the story
There are plenty of bitches out in the street (Yeah.)
And you'll fuck another if you don't fuck me (True dat!)
One I go fishin', I'm on a mission (Yeah!)
And when I hook 'em, you know I overlook 'em (Ha ha!)
Had plans goin' subtle and you're shit out of luck (Yeah!)
A head for a head and a fuck for a fuck
[Chorus]
(A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!Yo, Kid Ice, kick that shit!)
[Verse 3:]
[FKI]
Bitches know what's up 'bout the one-night stand (Yeah!)
Make a nigga wait with his dick in his hand
But (True.) they wanna fuck just like we do (Right.)
So hoe, stop frontin', drop your draws, let's screw!
You wanna be a hoe, so act like one
Just open your legs and let the Ice-man cum (Ha ha ...)
Put your legs up high, straight to the buck (Yeah!)
Like I said before, a fuck is a fuck!
[BM]
Some girls do and some girls don't (True.)
Some girls will and some girls won't (Yeah.)
Some girls fuck and some girls cry (Yeah.)
Some girls suck and some girls lie
Triflin' hoes, it's you I salute (Yeah!)
'Cause a bitch is gonna fuck who she wants to (True dat!)
And if you're lookin' for love, you're outta place
'Cause you'll only get a fuck and some nut in your face!(Yeah!)
[Chorus]
(A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!Yo, break this shit down, my nigga!)
[Luke:]
Now, the example of a fuck is just a fuck.But let it be known that it's
onlya fuck.See, some of y'all niggas get caught up in ... fuckin' a woman,
and thinkin' that's your woman, when it's just a fuck.And some of y'all
ladies just get caught up with men, when they might be somebody else's
men ... that's just a fuck!So a fuck is just a fuck!
[Outro:Mr. Mixx]
So there you have it, you know what I'm sayin'!2 Live is back in this
motherfucker, you know what I'm sayin'!We goin' for motherfuckin'
Number five on the motherfuckin' wall, fool!We are the originators,
you know what I'm sayin'!Can't nobody fuck with us in this X-rated
rap game, and anybody that tries that fuck shit, know what's up for
real!
YEAH NIGGA!2 motherfuckin' Live is back in this raggedy motherfucker,
you know what I'm sayin'!We are the undisputed originators of this X-
rated rap game, you know what I'm sayin'!I got my man Kid Ice to my
right, I got Marquis to my left, I got Luke over her to the side, you know
what I'm sayin'?Hey, yo, man, hey, kick that shit!
[Verse 1:Fresh Kid Ice]
Bitches on the dick 'cause of who I am (Yeah!)
The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman
Movin' from the bottom straight to the top (Fool!)
And I'm out for mine just to get one nut (Yeah.)
Splackin' every day, always wearin' the glove
A bitch must be stupid to fall in love (Ha!)
'Cause the Kid love pussy, and nothin' but the pussy (Yeah!)
So bitch, if you want to fuck with me,
Take a number (Fool!) and don't keep fronitn'
I got plenty many bitches to Move Somethin' (Yeah!)
I gots no time for silly games
Only real bitches, not sorry lames (Ha ha!)
So it's up to you, either hang on or stroll on!
(My man ain't got no time for no motherfuckin' woman!)
If that's what you want, you're shit out of luck
I'm out for the pussy 'cause a fuck is a fuck! (Fool!)
[Chorus 3x:Mr. Mixx]
A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!
A fuck is a fuck, HOE!
(A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!Yo, Marquis, kick that shit!)
[Verse 2:Brother Marquis]
F-U-C-K-I-N-G, (Yeah!) I'm fuckin' you and you're suckin' me
Fuck relationships; motherfuck love (Ha ha!)
'Cause makin' money is all I'm thinkin' of (True!)
And when the bitches see me they start to holler,
"Marquis want some head and $500?" (Ha ha ...)
'Cause I'm a three-piece nigga, bitch, I don't play
I want the pussy, the pay and a place to stay!(Fool!)
And the head, booty and cock, well, that's mandantory (Yeah!)
BITCH, gimme mine as I complete the story
There are plenty of bitches out in the street (Yeah.)
And you'll fuck another if you don't fuck me (True dat!)
One I go fishin', I'm on a mission (Yeah!)
And when I hook 'em, you know I overlook 'em (Ha ha!)
Had plans goin' subtle and you're shit out of luck (Yeah!)
A head for a head and a fuck for a fuck
[Chorus]
(A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!Yo, Kid Ice, kick that shit!)
[Verse 3:]
[FKI]
Bitches know what's up 'bout the one-night stand (Yeah!)
Make a nigga wait with his dick in his hand
But (True.) they wanna fuck just like we do (Right.)
So hoe, stop frontin', drop your draws, let's screw!
You wanna be a hoe, so act like one
Just open your legs and let the Ice-man cum (Ha ha ...)
Put your legs up high, straight to the buck (Yeah!)
Like I said before, a fuck is a fuck!
[BM]
Some girls do and some girls don't (True.)
Some girls will and some girls won't (Yeah.)
Some girls fuck and some girls cry (Yeah.)
Some girls suck and some girls lie
Triflin' hoes, it's you I salute (Yeah!)
'Cause a bitch is gonna fuck who she wants to (True dat!)
And if you're lookin' for love, you're outta place
'Cause you'll only get a fuck and some nut in your face!(Yeah!)
[Chorus]
(A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!Yo, break this shit down, my nigga!)
[Luke:]
Now, the example of a fuck is just a fuck.But let it be known that it's
onlya fuck.See, some of y'all niggas get caught up in ... fuckin' a woman,
and thinkin' that's your woman, when it's just a fuck.And some of y'all
ladies just get caught up with men, when they might be somebody else's
men ... that's just a fuck!So a fuck is just a fuck!
[Outro:Mr. Mixx]
So there you have it, you know what I'm sayin'!2 Live is back in this
motherfucker, you know what I'm sayin'!We goin' for motherfuckin'
Number five on the motherfuckin' wall, fool!We are the originators,
you know what I'm sayin'!Can't nobody fuck with us in this X-rated
rap game, and anybody that tries that fuck shit, know what's up for
real!
Baby Baby Please (Just a Little More Head) lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Chorus:]
[Mixx scratches the line from "S & M"]
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I thought I was fuckin' until I got turned out
When the bitch said, "Marquis, can you stick your dick in my mouth?"
That experience has me all fucked up in the head
'Cause half of my time is spent in bed
And when she calls, you know I'ma come runnin'
With my dick in my hand, the first lick, I'm nuttin'
There's no freak in the world quite like you
'Cause you suck my dick until my balls turn blue
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I remember the first time I got a blow job
You know what I mean, when she slobs on Bob
She was kissin' the head, then she blew my balls
It felt like my skin had started to crawl
And the bitch kept suckin' like a freak in heat
Movin' like a basser without any sleep
And after she was done, this is what I said:
"Baby, baby, please! Just a little more head!"
[Chorus]
[Mixx scratches "Kiss it, it'll go off by itself!!" and "Suck me and my
partner's dick!"]
[Chorus]
[Mixx scratches the line from "S & M"]
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I thought I was fuckin' until I got turned out
When the bitch said, "Marquis, can you stick your dick in my mouth?"
That experience has me all fucked up in the head
'Cause half of my time is spent in bed
And when she calls, you know I'ma come runnin'
With my dick in my hand, the first lick, I'm nuttin'
There's no freak in the world quite like you
'Cause you suck my dick until my balls turn blue
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I remember the first time I got a blow job
You know what I mean, when she slobs on Bob
She was kissin' the head, then she blew my balls
It felt like my skin had started to crawl
And the bitch kept suckin' like a freak in heat
Movin' like a basser without any sleep
And after she was done, this is what I said:
"Baby, baby, please! Just a little more head!"
[Chorus]
[Mixx scratches "Kiss it, it'll go off by itself!!" and "Suck me and my
partner's dick!"]
[Chorus]
Ugly as Fuck lyrics - The 2 live crew
[Blowfly excerpt]
"Are you looking for some good stuff? Get a ugly chick. Ugly
chicks can screw. They have to screw, 'cause they ain't got
nothin' else goin' for they ass! When a nigga goin' for a ugly
chick? She gotta get up off her ass!..."
[Chorus:]
[Mixx cuts and scratches "Get a ugly chick" and "Ugly chicks can
screw."]
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Looking at my Rolex, it's 12:00
And my dick ... is hard as a rock
My beeper ain't went off all day
I guess all my bitches went out to play
Fuck 'em, 'cause I ain't sweatin' 'em either
Hoes is jockin' me? I don't need 'em!
There's no time to waste chasin' a pretty face
Bitches won't have me in a rat race
They're very bourgeois and so seditty
When you ask 'em for some pussy, they get shitty
So I turn to the bitches who are not attractive
I'm like them; they're sexually active
All they want is a one night stand,
Some dick, and no commitment to a man
Never seen in public with an undesirable,
But they come clean like old reliable
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
It's late at night and I'm ready to dip
'Cause I'm kind of drunk, with an ugly bitch
Big titties, big ass and kind of stacked
6'2" and she's also fat
Rollin' 'round the club like a bitch in heat
But at four in the morning, she couldn't be beat
A plate of chicken wings and a stack of fries
Trying to see who's looking from the corner of my eyes
On my P's and Q's, and aware of my shit
The coast was clear, and I'm ready to dip
She wanna go to my crib, but here's the trick
>From the club we hit the Motel 6
Riding with no tints, so hoe, keep low
Trying to play it off so the boys won't know
She wanted to be seen but was out of luck
The pussy was good, but she was ugly as fuck
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Marquis:]
Haulin' ass, trying to hurry up and get there
'Cause I can't be seen with this bitch here
It's bad enough that I'm rankin' myself
But I can't be ranked by no one else
U-G-L-Y, bitch, you ain't got no alibi
So don't you roll down no windows or open no doors,
Jump your ass in the back and get on the floor!
[Kid Ice:]
She's ugly as fuck and you wanna know why
She couldn't be worse if the bitch had died
Be my girl, hoe! It ain't all that!
Got weave in your hair, not neat, and fat
Guess I'm understanding you're just a fuck
I'm out for the pussy and just one nut
I'll call you next time when I'm out of luck
No offense, baby, you're just ugly as fuck!
[Chorus]
[Mixx cuts "One out of three niggas is ugly" and "Cue numer three!]
"Are you looking for some good stuff? Get a ugly chick. Ugly
chicks can screw. They have to screw, 'cause they ain't got
nothin' else goin' for they ass! When a nigga goin' for a ugly
chick? She gotta get up off her ass!..."
[Chorus:]
[Mixx cuts and scratches "Get a ugly chick" and "Ugly chicks can
screw."]
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Looking at my Rolex, it's 12:00
And my dick ... is hard as a rock
My beeper ain't went off all day
I guess all my bitches went out to play
Fuck 'em, 'cause I ain't sweatin' 'em either
Hoes is jockin' me? I don't need 'em!
There's no time to waste chasin' a pretty face
Bitches won't have me in a rat race
They're very bourgeois and so seditty
When you ask 'em for some pussy, they get shitty
So I turn to the bitches who are not attractive
I'm like them; they're sexually active
All they want is a one night stand,
Some dick, and no commitment to a man
Never seen in public with an undesirable,
But they come clean like old reliable
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
It's late at night and I'm ready to dip
'Cause I'm kind of drunk, with an ugly bitch
Big titties, big ass and kind of stacked
6'2" and she's also fat
Rollin' 'round the club like a bitch in heat
But at four in the morning, she couldn't be beat
A plate of chicken wings and a stack of fries
Trying to see who's looking from the corner of my eyes
On my P's and Q's, and aware of my shit
The coast was clear, and I'm ready to dip
She wanna go to my crib, but here's the trick
>From the club we hit the Motel 6
Riding with no tints, so hoe, keep low
Trying to play it off so the boys won't know
She wanted to be seen but was out of luck
The pussy was good, but she was ugly as fuck
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Marquis:]
Haulin' ass, trying to hurry up and get there
'Cause I can't be seen with this bitch here
It's bad enough that I'm rankin' myself
But I can't be ranked by no one else
U-G-L-Y, bitch, you ain't got no alibi
So don't you roll down no windows or open no doors,
Jump your ass in the back and get on the floor!
[Kid Ice:]
She's ugly as fuck and you wanna know why
She couldn't be worse if the bitch had died
Be my girl, hoe! It ain't all that!
Got weave in your hair, not neat, and fat
Guess I'm understanding you're just a fuck
I'm out for the pussy and just one nut
I'll call you next time when I'm out of luck
No offense, baby, you're just ugly as fuck!
[Chorus]
[Mixx cuts "One out of three niggas is ugly" and "Cue numer three!]
Here I Come lyrics - the 2 live crew
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
I remember back when, how the Kid got scarred
Beggin' for pussy; bitches actin' hard
I gots no play for the lack of papers
For the dope boys, I had the vapors
'Cause they got the hoes for the money they were stackin'
And all I had was dreams of rappin'
But a few months later the scenario changed
With a record and a video; now the Kid had game
They jumped over buildings, straight on the dick
It hit me so hard thinkin' I was it
They tripped me out, a sudden change of flavor
Hoes kissin' my ass wantin' to do me favors
But no matter how they tried to fuck with my pride
Ice Cold Productions won't slip or slide
'Cause when I was comin' up you was talkin' shit
Now that I made a nigga suck a dick
I know what's happenin', don't think I'm dumb
Kid Ice is movin' up, so here I come!
[Chorus:]
[Make way, 'cause here I come!]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Marquis is the man, and I'm on a mission
To make a lot of money is my main ambition
Fuck niggas, and fuck hoes too
The meal is made, so let's eat food
But some motherfuckers try to hold ya back
Some are white, but most are black
Goin' out like that makes me laugh
But they all can kiss the crack of my ass
And you know and I know who I'm talkin' about
Y'all need to shut your fuckin' mouth and step aside!
You better make way, 'cause here I come, motherfucker!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
Steppin' to the light, and out the darkness
To relieve the pressure and all the madness
So here I come, a young man on the rise
Doin' what's right to stay alive
In a world of negativity and full of pain
We're brothers, down with each other for they own gain
So I keep on steppin', and keep on rappin'
Statyin' above the others, you know what's happenin'
For the better of myself, and not the fame
I try to make a livin' in this hip-hop game
If you wanna try, come and get some
Step out my way, 'cause here I come!
[Chorus]
[Outro: Mr. Mixx]
Mr. Mixx, producer of 2 Live! Niggas slip, but I'ma let
that slide. Dope producer, you know I ain't playin',
got 3 golds and a platinum, y'know what I'm sayin'? Fuck-
niggas always talk that fuck-shit, sayin' that Mixx ain't
legit. For the niggas that ain't with it, you can suck me
and all the boys' dick, y'know what I'm sayin'? 2 Live in
motherfuckin' effect, and we outta this raggedy mother-
fucker, like last year.
I remember back when, how the Kid got scarred
Beggin' for pussy; bitches actin' hard
I gots no play for the lack of papers
For the dope boys, I had the vapors
'Cause they got the hoes for the money they were stackin'
And all I had was dreams of rappin'
But a few months later the scenario changed
With a record and a video; now the Kid had game
They jumped over buildings, straight on the dick
It hit me so hard thinkin' I was it
They tripped me out, a sudden change of flavor
Hoes kissin' my ass wantin' to do me favors
But no matter how they tried to fuck with my pride
Ice Cold Productions won't slip or slide
'Cause when I was comin' up you was talkin' shit
Now that I made a nigga suck a dick
I know what's happenin', don't think I'm dumb
Kid Ice is movin' up, so here I come!
[Chorus:]
[Make way, 'cause here I come!]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Marquis is the man, and I'm on a mission
To make a lot of money is my main ambition
Fuck niggas, and fuck hoes too
The meal is made, so let's eat food
But some motherfuckers try to hold ya back
Some are white, but most are black
Goin' out like that makes me laugh
But they all can kiss the crack of my ass
And you know and I know who I'm talkin' about
Y'all need to shut your fuckin' mouth and step aside!
You better make way, 'cause here I come, motherfucker!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
Steppin' to the light, and out the darkness
To relieve the pressure and all the madness
So here I come, a young man on the rise
Doin' what's right to stay alive
In a world of negativity and full of pain
We're brothers, down with each other for they own gain
So I keep on steppin', and keep on rappin'
Statyin' above the others, you know what's happenin'
For the better of myself, and not the fame
I try to make a livin' in this hip-hop game
If you wanna try, come and get some
Step out my way, 'cause here I come!
[Chorus]
[Outro: Mr. Mixx]
Mr. Mixx, producer of 2 Live! Niggas slip, but I'ma let
that slide. Dope producer, you know I ain't playin',
got 3 golds and a platinum, y'know what I'm sayin'? Fuck-
niggas always talk that fuck-shit, sayin' that Mixx ain't
legit. For the niggas that ain't with it, you can suck me
and all the boys' dick, y'know what I'm sayin'? 2 Live in
motherfuckin' effect, and we outta this raggedy mother-
fucker, like last year.
Some Hot Head lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I like getting head, 'cause it's so convenient (Huh.)
You can do it any time; you don't have to beat it!
You can get it in the car, or even in the park (Yeah!)
But most head-hunters go out after dark (True.)
There's nothing like a pretty hoe on her knees
Suckin' my D (Yeaaah.) and lickin' my B's
We don't have to take our clothes off to bust a nut
When I pull out my dick, BIIIITCH, pucker up!
And gimme some!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Coolin' in a club on a Saturday night
Gettin' fucked up with the boys and feelin' all right (Yeah!)
When I saw this bitch who had to be a winner
And the only thing on my mind was to run up in her
So I got her kind of tipsy with some Sex On The Beach
Then the bitch got hot and she wanted to eat
So, for me to get over, took her straight to the bed (What?)
She got on her knees and gave some good hot head! (Yeah!)
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Hot head hoes, some white some niggeroes
But I like the ones who suck toes and assholes
With tongues like razors that cut when she licks (Ooh!)
How can I fuck you with a skinless dick? (ha ha ha ha ...)
You take pride in suckin' a good dick
And after I nut, bitch, you better not spit (ha ha ha ha ...)
You're a dirt dobbler, a goop gobbler
You'll fuck Satan for the righteous dollar
So gimme some! (Gimme some!)
I like getting head, 'cause it's so convenient (Huh.)
You can do it any time; you don't have to beat it!
You can get it in the car, or even in the park (Yeah!)
But most head-hunters go out after dark (True.)
There's nothing like a pretty hoe on her knees
Suckin' my D (Yeaaah.) and lickin' my B's
We don't have to take our clothes off to bust a nut
When I pull out my dick, BIIIITCH, pucker up!
And gimme some!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Coolin' in a club on a Saturday night
Gettin' fucked up with the boys and feelin' all right (Yeah!)
When I saw this bitch who had to be a winner
And the only thing on my mind was to run up in her
So I got her kind of tipsy with some Sex On The Beach
Then the bitch got hot and she wanted to eat
So, for me to get over, took her straight to the bed (What?)
She got on her knees and gave some good hot head! (Yeah!)
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Hot head hoes, some white some niggeroes
But I like the ones who suck toes and assholes
With tongues like razors that cut when she licks (Ooh!)
How can I fuck you with a skinless dick? (ha ha ha ha ...)
You take pride in suckin' a good dick
And after I nut, bitch, you better not spit (ha ha ha ha ...)
You're a dirt dobbler, a goop gobbler
You'll fuck Satan for the righteous dollar
So gimme some! (Gimme some!)
Who's Fuckin' Who lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
The Surgeon General says wear a condom
But you can catch AIDS nowadays from slobbin',
Gynecology, and urology
If I'm positive, too late for an apology
Take extreme measure for sexual pleasure
Protect your jewels; it's what you treasure
Use precaution to prevent abortion
All we need is another life lost in
The system that's designed to hold us back
Get off the heroin and the crack!
All this shit is so confusing
You can't even have a blood transfusion
For the fear of infected plasma
You won't be the first, nor the last one
Getting pussy's like death wish two
You've got to know who's fuckin' who!
[Chorus 4x: Edsel Harris]
Who's fuckin' who?
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Living in a world where no one has trust
A lack of understanding, filled with lust
Where diseases are common, inflicting much pain
Gonorrhea and AIDS, too many to name
Sex is alive in both young and old
But a lack of education leaves us in the cold
There may be a cycle that we failed to mention
But people are fuckin' without protection
'Cause Jim fucks Ann, then fucks Susie
Then runs across town to go fuck Stevie
Thinking he's a player, trying to get over
But all he's doing, transmitting to another
If you've gotta fuck, don't fuck yourself
Use protection for others, if not yourself
'Cause people are fuckin', and this is true
What you don't know is who's fuckin' who
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
[Marquis]
Junkies use the intravenous
Then fuck each other? I can't see this
Sex and drugs, you know they don't mix
Especially when a bitch turns tricks for a fix
So be careful, 'cause that shit's out there
It's a 4-letter word that you should fear
So please choose a rubber before you choose your lover
Don't be a fool and forget, my brother!
[Kid Ice]
The 1990's, the decade of disease
It seems like we're trying to kill our own kind
By fuckin' each other with out protection
Just fuckin' ... and lack of selection
'Cause sex is alive in both young and old
So get educated; you're not too old
'Cause people are fuckin', and this is true
What we don't know is who's fuckin' who
[Chorus]
[Outro: Mr. Mixx]
The truth of the matter is, you gotta give yourself the benefit of the
doubt, you know what I'm sayin'? Don't just screw somebody just
because you feel you know 'em, you know? As for me, myself,
Mr. Mixx, Marquis, Luke, Kid Ice, 2 Live is outta here, you know
what I'm sayin'? Stay safe, always use a condom, you know what
I'm sayin', and everything'll be straight. Peace!
The Surgeon General says wear a condom
But you can catch AIDS nowadays from slobbin',
Gynecology, and urology
If I'm positive, too late for an apology
Take extreme measure for sexual pleasure
Protect your jewels; it's what you treasure
Use precaution to prevent abortion
All we need is another life lost in
The system that's designed to hold us back
Get off the heroin and the crack!
All this shit is so confusing
You can't even have a blood transfusion
For the fear of infected plasma
You won't be the first, nor the last one
Getting pussy's like death wish two
You've got to know who's fuckin' who!
[Chorus 4x: Edsel Harris]
Who's fuckin' who?
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Living in a world where no one has trust
A lack of understanding, filled with lust
Where diseases are common, inflicting much pain
Gonorrhea and AIDS, too many to name
Sex is alive in both young and old
But a lack of education leaves us in the cold
There may be a cycle that we failed to mention
But people are fuckin' without protection
'Cause Jim fucks Ann, then fucks Susie
Then runs across town to go fuck Stevie
Thinking he's a player, trying to get over
But all he's doing, transmitting to another
If you've gotta fuck, don't fuck yourself
Use protection for others, if not yourself
'Cause people are fuckin', and this is true
What you don't know is who's fuckin' who
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
[Marquis]
Junkies use the intravenous
Then fuck each other? I can't see this
Sex and drugs, you know they don't mix
Especially when a bitch turns tricks for a fix
So be careful, 'cause that shit's out there
It's a 4-letter word that you should fear
So please choose a rubber before you choose your lover
Don't be a fool and forget, my brother!
[Kid Ice]
The 1990's, the decade of disease
It seems like we're trying to kill our own kind
By fuckin' each other with out protection
Just fuckin' ... and lack of selection
'Cause sex is alive in both young and old
So get educated; you're not too old
'Cause people are fuckin', and this is true
What we don't know is who's fuckin' who
[Chorus]
[Outro: Mr. Mixx]
The truth of the matter is, you gotta give yourself the benefit of the
doubt, you know what I'm sayin'? Don't just screw somebody just
because you feel you know 'em, you know? As for me, myself,
Mr. Mixx, Marquis, Luke, Kid Ice, 2 Live is outta here, you know
what I'm sayin'? Stay safe, always use a condom, you know what
I'm sayin', and everything'll be straight. Peace!
Banned in the U.S.A. lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
Government of the people
For the people
By the people
[News reporter:]
Earlier today in Broward County,
appalling courtjudges upheld the previousruling
to ban the sale of Miami rap group the 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album,
"Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County.
[Someone else commenting]
"We think it's the banning of free speech.
First Amendment protects material, resultably."
[Luke being interviewed:]
"We don't talk about, uh, harrassing and sexually brutalizing women in my music, man!"
"We don't do that in my music, man! I'm tired of you saying that!"
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
We've got white-collar people trying to grab our style
Saying we're too nasty and we're 2 Live
Corrupted politicians playing games
Bringing us down to boost their fame
They must be joking thinking we will fall
But they're like flies movin' the wall
We stand tall from beginning to end
With the help from fans and all our friends
Freedom of speech will never die
For us to help, our ancestors died
Don't keep thinking that we will quit
We'll always stand and never sit
We're 2 live, 2 black, 2 strong
Doing the right thing, and not the wrong
So listen up, y'all, to what we say
We won't be banned in the U.S.A.!
[Chorus: 3x]
Banned in the USA, I was
[Reporter:]
"Luke's concerts are for adults"
[Luke (being interviewed):]
"If it's an adult show you have to be 18"
"Our record is a year old, but with all the publicity,
there's a lot of people ... curiosity is around!"
"We're selling records to a totally different audience."
"I take a precaution that nobody else has not stickered my album, I made
TWO versions, two versions two versions.."
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
The First Amendment gave us freedom of speech
So what you sayin'? It didn't include me?
I like to party and have a good time
There's nothin' but pleasure written in our rhyme
I know you don't think we'll ever quit
We've got some people on our side who won't take your lip
We're gonna do all the things we wanna do
You can't stand to see a brother get as rich as you
This is the 90s and we're conin' on strong
Sayin' things and doin' things that you're sayin's wrong
Wisen up, 'cause on Election Day,
We'll see who's banned in the U.S.A.!
[Chorus: 4x]
The United States of America
Government of the people
The United States of America
For the people
The United States of America
By the people
By the people
[Luke being interviewed:]
"The show in Hollywood, that was for 21-and-over people,
they had police out there, cars of the people coming in the club,
and they still arrested us for performing in front of adults!"
[Luke speech:]
What is this??
Is this not America?
This is not China!
This is not Russia!
This is not the place where they brought down the wall, this is America!
We have the right to say what we want to say,
we have the right to do what we want to do,
and what I do in my house, you might not do in your house!
So what I do in my house is my business!
And the simple fact of it all is that we are BONDED by the First Amendment!
We have the freedom of EXPRESSION!
We have the freedom of CHOICE!
And you, Chinese, black, green, purple, Jew,
YOU have the right to listen to whoever you want to, and even the 2 Live Crew!
So all you right-wingers, left-wingers, bigots, Communists,
there IS a place for you in this world!
Because this is the land of the FREE, the home of the BRAVE!
And 2 Live is what we are!
For the people
By the people
[News reporter:]
Earlier today in Broward County,
appalling courtjudges upheld the previousruling
to ban the sale of Miami rap group the 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album,
"Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County.
[Someone else commenting]
"We think it's the banning of free speech.
First Amendment protects material, resultably."
[Luke being interviewed:]
"We don't talk about, uh, harrassing and sexually brutalizing women in my music, man!"
"We don't do that in my music, man! I'm tired of you saying that!"
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
We've got white-collar people trying to grab our style
Saying we're too nasty and we're 2 Live
Corrupted politicians playing games
Bringing us down to boost their fame
They must be joking thinking we will fall
But they're like flies movin' the wall
We stand tall from beginning to end
With the help from fans and all our friends
Freedom of speech will never die
For us to help, our ancestors died
Don't keep thinking that we will quit
We'll always stand and never sit
We're 2 live, 2 black, 2 strong
Doing the right thing, and not the wrong
So listen up, y'all, to what we say
We won't be banned in the U.S.A.!
[Chorus: 3x]
Banned in the USA, I was
[Reporter:]
"Luke's concerts are for adults"
[Luke (being interviewed):]
"If it's an adult show you have to be 18"
"Our record is a year old, but with all the publicity,
there's a lot of people ... curiosity is around!"
"We're selling records to a totally different audience."
"I take a precaution that nobody else has not stickered my album, I made
TWO versions, two versions two versions.."
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
The First Amendment gave us freedom of speech
So what you sayin'? It didn't include me?
I like to party and have a good time
There's nothin' but pleasure written in our rhyme
I know you don't think we'll ever quit
We've got some people on our side who won't take your lip
We're gonna do all the things we wanna do
You can't stand to see a brother get as rich as you
This is the 90s and we're conin' on strong
Sayin' things and doin' things that you're sayin's wrong
Wisen up, 'cause on Election Day,
We'll see who's banned in the U.S.A.!
[Chorus: 4x]
The United States of America
Government of the people
The United States of America
For the people
The United States of America
By the people
By the people
[Luke being interviewed:]
"The show in Hollywood, that was for 21-and-over people,
they had police out there, cars of the people coming in the club,
and they still arrested us for performing in front of adults!"
[Luke speech:]
What is this??
Is this not America?
This is not China!
This is not Russia!
This is not the place where they brought down the wall, this is America!
We have the right to say what we want to say,
we have the right to do what we want to do,
and what I do in my house, you might not do in your house!
So what I do in my house is my business!
And the simple fact of it all is that we are BONDED by the First Amendment!
We have the freedom of EXPRESSION!
We have the freedom of CHOICE!
And you, Chinese, black, green, purple, Jew,
YOU have the right to listen to whoever you want to, and even the 2 Live Crew!
So all you right-wingers, left-wingers, bigots, Communists,
there IS a place for you in this world!
Because this is the land of the FREE, the home of the BRAVE!
And 2 Live is what we are!
Man, Not a Myth lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro]
Ah.. Just a minute, erm,
this is a little to controversial, and I don`t think.. erm,
We are going to be up and here comes that black
Watch yourself, he is kind of smart, you know...
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
This story began five years ago
Took a funky idea and began to roll
By doing something that was never done
While getting paid, still having fun
Being explicit straight from the streets
Not forgettin' our roots to an up-tempo beat
Taking what they say just for granted
For us to give up, that's what they wanted
To do it all, we'd be taking shorts
'Cause at that time we were given no thought
To follow another; we didn't see it
We're the example for others to see
In the beginning all we had was a phone
And trust in each other was how we lived on
Word was bond, we relied on true
Faith in each other backed up by Luke
[Chorus:]
We are
Ghetto Style
Perched in the South
The king of the ghetto
The man, not a myth
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
The journey was long, but we fought the struggle
We paid off in the end by the bundles
In the beginning, some were against us
But we proved them wrong, and made them envious
So we kept on writing, the public kept on buying
What we were making, they took a-likin'
We found the market, hit the target
We started the fire, but it's you who sparked it
We stayed independent, and we didn't sell out
We started off with no help from the White House
The plot was perfect, though we needed a gimmick
So we thought up this dance called Throw the Dizznick
In no time at all, things started growin'
Charts were showin' that sales were soarin'
Then all the talkin', all the squawkin',
They tried to take the name, but keep Skyy-walkin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
A black thing, from beginning to end
Brothers in the business and loyal friends
Steppin' on stages, movin' as one
For the money and for the fun
No matter how it goes, how bad it seems,
When once seem down, we all come clean
[Brother Marquis]
In unity, we all stand strong
We all step together,
no man walks alone
No matter what, they can't stop us
They ain't doin' us just 'cause, when it's just us
Any circumstance we must overcome
Let's keep the dream alive, and all get some
And never mind those people with the negative vibes
And never mind the people with the evil eyes
'Cause they all flippin' somewhere out on a trip
'Cause they don't understand the man and the myth
[Chorus]
Ah.. Just a minute, erm,
this is a little to controversial, and I don`t think.. erm,
We are going to be up and here comes that black
Watch yourself, he is kind of smart, you know...
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
This story began five years ago
Took a funky idea and began to roll
By doing something that was never done
While getting paid, still having fun
Being explicit straight from the streets
Not forgettin' our roots to an up-tempo beat
Taking what they say just for granted
For us to give up, that's what they wanted
To do it all, we'd be taking shorts
'Cause at that time we were given no thought
To follow another; we didn't see it
We're the example for others to see
In the beginning all we had was a phone
And trust in each other was how we lived on
Word was bond, we relied on true
Faith in each other backed up by Luke
[Chorus:]
We are
Ghetto Style
Perched in the South
The king of the ghetto
The man, not a myth
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
The journey was long, but we fought the struggle
We paid off in the end by the bundles
In the beginning, some were against us
But we proved them wrong, and made them envious
So we kept on writing, the public kept on buying
What we were making, they took a-likin'
We found the market, hit the target
We started the fire, but it's you who sparked it
We stayed independent, and we didn't sell out
We started off with no help from the White House
The plot was perfect, though we needed a gimmick
So we thought up this dance called Throw the Dizznick
In no time at all, things started growin'
Charts were showin' that sales were soarin'
Then all the talkin', all the squawkin',
They tried to take the name, but keep Skyy-walkin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
A black thing, from beginning to end
Brothers in the business and loyal friends
Steppin' on stages, movin' as one
For the money and for the fun
No matter how it goes, how bad it seems,
When once seem down, we all come clean
[Brother Marquis]
In unity, we all stand strong
We all step together,
no man walks alone
No matter what, they can't stop us
They ain't doin' us just 'cause, when it's just us
Any circumstance we must overcome
Let's keep the dream alive, and all get some
And never mind those people with the negative vibes
And never mind the people with the evil eyes
'Cause they all flippin' somewhere out on a trip
'Cause they don't understand the man and the myth
[Chorus]
Fuck Martinez lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
This is something I should'nt say, but Imma say this shit any motherfuckin' way.
Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Lemme hear you say; Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martin-ez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
[2x]
All the white guys say; Fuck Nevaro! Fuck, fuck Neva-ro!
(Fuck Nevaro! Fuck, fuck Neva-ro!)
[2x]
All the fellas say; Martinez' wife, you know she sucka me dick!
(Martinez' wife, you know she sucka me dick!)
Now bring it all down!
Now make it funky!
[2x]
Now all the ladies clap!
[2x]
Now all the fellas say; E-eeoeo-e-e-eeoeo!
(E-eeoeo-e-e-eeoeo!)
Okay, okay, we gonna do this here like this here why it's real funky you know what I'm say'n?
When I say Martinez, you all say "suck dick", and when I say Martinez' wife y'all say "eat
pussy", allright? Y'all ready to kick it? Yo, yo, let's go!
[4x]
Martin-ez!
(Suck dick!)
Martinez' wife!
(Eat pussy!)
Hahaaa!
Say fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Everybody say fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
All the white guys say; Fuck Nevaro! Fuck, fuck Neva-ro!
(Fuck Nevaro! Fuck, fuck Neva-ro!)
All the brothers say; Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martin-ez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Now bring it all down!
Now make it funky!
Okay, okay, check this out, we gonna do this here aight? We gonna do this here.. We gonna
check this out, check this out. I got one, I got one..
When I say M, you say A,
when I say R, you say T,
when I say I, you say N,
when I say E, you say Z!
M!
(A!)
R!
(T!)
I!
(N!)
E!
(Z!)
One more time, now!
M!
(A!)
R!
(T!)
I!
(N!)
E!
(Z!)
Now lemme hear you say;
Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Everybody say fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Okay, okay, okay! Check this out! We gonna do this here, allright, we gonna do this here,
allright.. When I say "Martinez", you gonna say "Ain't shit", when I say Martinez wife, you
say "Suck dick". Allright, allright, y'all ready, y'all ready? Let's go!
[4x]
Marti-nez!
(Ain't shit!)
Martinez wife!
(Suck dick!)
Who stopped that beat?
Bring it back, mick!
Now everybody say; You can't stand the base, take your dead ass home!
(If you can't stand the base, take your dead ass home!)
Lemme hear you say; You can't stand the base, take your dead ass home!
(If you can't stand the base, take your dead ass home!)
Lemme hear you say; You can't stand the base, take your crabby ass home!
(If you can't stand the base, take your crabby ass home!)
All the ladies say; You can't stand the base, take your crabby ass home!
(If you can't stand the base, take your crabby ass home!)
Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Lemme hear you say; Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martin-ez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
[2x]
All the white guys say; Fuck Nevaro! Fuck, fuck Neva-ro!
(Fuck Nevaro! Fuck, fuck Neva-ro!)
[2x]
All the fellas say; Martinez' wife, you know she sucka me dick!
(Martinez' wife, you know she sucka me dick!)
Now bring it all down!
Now make it funky!
[2x]
Now all the ladies clap!
[2x]
Now all the fellas say; E-eeoeo-e-e-eeoeo!
(E-eeoeo-e-e-eeoeo!)
Okay, okay, we gonna do this here like this here why it's real funky you know what I'm say'n?
When I say Martinez, you all say "suck dick", and when I say Martinez' wife y'all say "eat
pussy", allright? Y'all ready to kick it? Yo, yo, let's go!
[4x]
Martin-ez!
(Suck dick!)
Martinez' wife!
(Eat pussy!)
Hahaaa!
Say fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Everybody say fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
All the white guys say; Fuck Nevaro! Fuck, fuck Neva-ro!
(Fuck Nevaro! Fuck, fuck Neva-ro!)
All the brothers say; Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martin-ez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Now bring it all down!
Now make it funky!
Okay, okay, check this out, we gonna do this here aight? We gonna do this here.. We gonna
check this out, check this out. I got one, I got one..
When I say M, you say A,
when I say R, you say T,
when I say I, you say N,
when I say E, you say Z!
M!
(A!)
R!
(T!)
I!
(N!)
E!
(Z!)
One more time, now!
M!
(A!)
R!
(T!)
I!
(N!)
E!
(Z!)
Now lemme hear you say;
Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Everybody say fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!
(Fuck Martinez! Fuck, fuck Martinez!)
Okay, okay, okay! Check this out! We gonna do this here, allright, we gonna do this here,
allright.. When I say "Martinez", you gonna say "Ain't shit", when I say Martinez wife, you
say "Suck dick". Allright, allright, y'all ready, y'all ready? Let's go!
[4x]
Marti-nez!
(Ain't shit!)
Martinez wife!
(Suck dick!)
Who stopped that beat?
Bring it back, mick!
Now everybody say; You can't stand the base, take your dead ass home!
(If you can't stand the base, take your dead ass home!)
Lemme hear you say; You can't stand the base, take your dead ass home!
(If you can't stand the base, take your dead ass home!)
Lemme hear you say; You can't stand the base, take your crabby ass home!
(If you can't stand the base, take your crabby ass home!)
All the ladies say; You can't stand the base, take your crabby ass home!
(If you can't stand the base, take your crabby ass home!)
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.
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