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!
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