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(What'll we get for ten dollars?) (Every t'ing you want.) (Everything?) (Every t'ing) BILL: Monica? MONICA: Yes, Bill? B: Monica, what would you do for a job here at the White House? M: I'd do anything, Bill. B: Really? M: Mm-hm. B: Well, do you swallow? M: I sure do, Bill. B: You do? M: Mm-hm. B: Well, what would you do with this cigar? M: Well why don't you let me show you, Billy. (Ooh! Don't do that, baby! Ahh!) (Hold on this! Oh, sock it to me! Aaah!) Chorus (repeated during breakdowns) (Ahh! Me so horny!) (Me love you long time!) Verse 1: Brother Marquis Sittin' in my office with my dick on hard Fuckin' all the interns 'cause I'm the boss Picked up the telephone to call one of my bitches Said, "What's up, Monica baby? Can you come and kiss it?" She arrived at the White House, knocked on the door, Threw her draws on the floor and said "Fuck me!" like a whore "I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning! Your dick is much bigger than Vernon Jordan's." Chorus BILL (during chorus): Now Monica ... Monica, c'mon, let's go into the Oval Office, girl. I just wanna break you off a lil' somethin' ... Come on now, let's go ... well, you know we can go half on it, baby ... Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice Gore always asks him why he sexes so much It's the perks of being Prez; you always get a nut Since you're married to Tipper, you shouldn't be sad Don't tell Hilary so she won't get mad 'Cause you know she'll be disgusted if he ever gets busted And Newt will be mad 'cause he didn't get the ass He's a Prez in heat, a freak without warning He loves oral sex, 'cause Bill so horny! Chorus BILL (during chorus): Oh, Monica, I want you to come over here and break me off in the Oval Office, now ... di-did you bring your Presidential knee-pads? I'm ready to get my freak on, girl, I don't know about you ... I'm not a player no more, girl ... naw, I just crush a lot ... Verse 3: Brother Marquis You can say I'm a pervert or a desperate motherfucker I'll hook you up with Paula and let you do each other I'll play with your mind just like it's a game I'll call my homie Vernon so we can run a "train" And fuck Linda Tripp, 'cause I hate that bitch I even got her on tape sucking on my dick I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning Hilary's my wife, but Monica baby, you're my woman Chorus BILL (during chorus): Oh Monica ... oh, I can't believe it's so good, girl ... I'm gonna have to take you to the next Democratic Convention ... so you can hook up all the fellas ... this'll be good for some vogues ... I can't believe this ... ohhh God ... Breakdown: (Mixx cuts and scratches "Hey, what's the matter, baby?") Chorus BILL (during chorus): Oh Monica, that's ... oh, that feels so goood! Ohh! Oh yes, ohhh! Oh! Ohh! Ohhhh!!! Oh yeah ... ohhh ... oh yes! Oh ... Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice It's true you weren't employed until you met Bill He made you an intern, and you ratted still You tell your parents that he turned you out In the Oval Office of the White House You said it yourself, you like it like he do You put your lips on his cigar, and kissed it too He's a freak in heat; Janet Reno didn't warn 'em He loves oral sex, 'cause Bill so horny! Chorus Outro (repeated till end of track): (Fuckie suckie) (Me fuckie suckie) BILL (during chorus and outro): Monica, I can't believe you did this to me! I gave you a job, woman! Dammit, why did you do this to me? Now what's America gonna think? I mean, it could've just been me, you, and my wife Hilary! No one had to know! You didn't have to go tell everybody, now! Ken Starr's on my case and ... bringin' up all that Linda Tripp and Paula Jones and ... Jennifer Flowers stuff! My wife won't even talk to me! Hilary! Hilary! Hilary -- Chelsea, tell your mom I'm talking to her! Hilary, talk to me, dammit! Cone on, say somethin'! I'll blow somethin' up if you don't talk to me, woman! I can't believe this! ... My career's in shambles ... but I still love America! (Me so horny) |
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(sample used from the motion picture Full Metal Jacket)
(What'll we get for ten dollars?) (Every 'ting you want) (Everything?) (Every 'ting!) (Ooh! Are you limpin'?! Ahh!) (What are we gonna do? Oh, will you suck it for me?! Aaahh!) (Ooohh!) Chorus (repeated during breakdowns): (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 door Not 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): (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): (Fuckie suckie) (Me fuckie suckie) |
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Doo wah diddy diddy diddy dum diddyu doo
G*d damn, it's some honkies in this mother f**ker tonight Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo Oh oh oh ah yeah You motherf**kers came anyway, huh I met this b**ch standing on the block Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo She'll suck on my d**k if I buy her a rock Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo Got the pu**y got the pu**y She got jacked she got jacked Punched her face punched her face And I took my money back I was walking down the street when i met this lula Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo She had a mouthpiece and a nice soup cooler Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo She sucked my d**k sucked my d**k Licked my ba**s licked my ba**s Kissed my a** kissed my a** Goddamn, this b**ch'll do it all I met this bit at a quarter past 12 Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo When I took her a** home the pu**y smelled like hell Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo Summer's Eve Summer's Eve Massengil Massengil Wash your pu**y wash your pu**y B**ch kill that funky smell I saw this b**ch walking down the block Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo Between her legs she had a big red spot Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo Was it c*m? was it c*m? Was it blood? was it blood? My ni**a my ni**a My ni**a, I don't know what the f**k it was I met this girl and she tried to act sh**ty Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo She was from the projects of Liberty City Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo Bangkok Bangkok Rag top rag top Cross me cross me And bet your ass you'll get dropped I saw this f*g tricking at the bus stop Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo I said you sissy motherf**ker you know you oughta stop Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo Spreading A**S spreading A**S Punk b**ch punk b**ch Watching d**k watching d**k You know a real ni**a ain't about all that s**t |
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( ) = all the other Crew members
Verse 1: Luke (Pretty woman) Ha haaa, walkin' down the street (Pretty woman) Gir, girl, you look so sweet (Pretty woman) You, you bring me down to the knees (Pretty woman) You make me wanna beg please (O-o-o-o-oh, pretty woman) Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice (Big hairy woman) You need to shave that stuff (Big hairy woman) You know, I bet it's tough (Big hairy woman) All that hair, it ain't legi-i-it ('Cause you look like Cousin I-I-I-I-It) (Big hairy woman) Verse 3: Brother Marquis (Ball-headed woman) Girl, your hair won't grow (Ball-headed woman) You got a teeny-weeny afro (Ball-headed woman) You know, your hair could look nice (Ball-headed woman) First you got to roll it with rice (Ball-headed woman) (spoken) Here, lemme get this hunk o' beans for ya, ya know whatI'm sayin'? Ha ha! This better than Rice-a-Roni! Ha ha ha ha ha! (O-o-o-o-oh, ball-headed woman) Bridge: (Mr. Mixx) Big hairy woman, come on in ... (Marquis) And don't forget your ball-headed friend (Luke) Hey, pretty woman, let the boys jump in-n-n-n! Verse 4: Mr. Mixx (Two-timin' woman) Girl, you know you ain't right (Two-timin' woman) You was out with my boy last night (Two-timin' woman) That takes a load off my mind (Two-timin' woman) Now I know the baby ain't mine (O-o-o-o-oh, two-timin' woman) All: O-o-o-o-oh, pretty woman! |
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Big booty hoes -- up wit it!
Hoochie mamas -- up wit it! Let me see ya touch the ground! Verse 1: (brother marquis) I dont know my reputation But all the niggas in the hood say its all good But the bitch aint shit, so you need to make a switch Smackin on ya lips with your hands on your hips Triflin slimy, dont try me Playin on the phone? you supposed to be grown Bitch, stop lyin, I aint with it Keep runnin ya mouth and ima stick my dick in it Hoochie hoodrat needs home training Ghetto-ass always complaining Tryin to clown in front of my friends By the way, bitch, can I get those ends? Fuck theatrics, you aint no actress Lay on the mattress and let a nigga splak it The bitch is full of drama!! Hoochie hoodrat is a hoe like her momma! Chorus (2x): (mr. mixx) She aint nothin but a hoochie mama! (hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!) Yeah, she aint nothin but a hoochie mama! (hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!) Verse 2: (fresh kid ice) Hoe I love your big brown eyes And the way you shake your thighs Actin like youre so damn cute Let a real nigga just knock them boots I dont need no confrontation All I want is an ejaculation cause I like them ghetto hoochies Ones who like to pop that coochie (hoo wee!) miami style! Makin niggas smile, bitch get wild cause freaky shit is what I like And I love to see two bitches dyke My favorite time is 69 Bitch you know its hoochie time Fuck what you heard and save the drama All I want is my hoochie mama! Chorus (4x): (luke) You aint nothin but a hoochie ma-ma! (hoodrat hoodrat hoochie mama!) Verse 3: (brother marquis) Mama just dont understand why I love your hoochie ass Sex is what I need you for I got a good girl, but I need a whore I like my bitch promiscous hot in the ass and ready to fuck Foreplay your way, our way, my way Trick or freak, and I hit it on friday (fresh kid ice): Girl, you know you look so cute Ridin round town in ya dazzey dukes Come on over for a visit Let a nigga ride in ya civic Cos I like them ghetto hoochies One who got them big ol booties Save the drama for your mama All I want is my hoochie mama Chorus (4x): (luke): You aint nothin but a hoochie ma-ma! (hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!) (luke): Breakdown!!! (mixx scratches: God damn, you a trooper!) Outro(2x): (mr. mixx) You aint nothin but a hoochie mama! (hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!) Yeah, she aint nothin but a hoochie mama! (hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!) |
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"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'ASS ON THE MOTHERFUCKIN' DANCE FLOOR! Brother Marquis: All you raggedy-ass hoes, GET Y'ASS OUUUUT! Chorus(2x): Mr. Mixx and 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 (MM) To the left... (BM) Yeahhhhh! Get it get it! (MM) To the right y'all! (BM) C'mon now, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ... (MM) To the front ... (BM) Heyyyy! Get it, get it! (MM) To the back y'all! Make time! (BM) Pump, pump, pump, get it, get it! Chorus |
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Do ya wanna have a party? 2 live is throwin' another party! Buttnaked ass shakin' party Ten thousand motherfuckers at the party We're gonna see ya at the party Another motherfuckin' 2 live party Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice Deep down south, we love to party Dance floors packed, hoes shakin' they bodies 70's music still rulin' the disco >From South Beach to San Francisco A late night fever, a sex crazed land Wild-ass hoes to the one night stand Swettin' the freaks with the tightest skirts Talk about they ride, a 60s 'Vert Listenin' to oldies bumpin' the sounds Forget that shit, buy the underground Underground station that ain't legit Playin' them cuss-words, dropping that shit Party from the club, to the streets Hangin' on cars, solicitin' freaks It ain't over, it's time to play Don't stress ya'll, let's par-tyyy! Chorus Verse 2: Freak Nasty 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 that D, yeah Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party When them hoes freak everybody Them other girls just bore me But the 2 Live girls make Me So Horny I had a hoe doin' S & M Marquis had a hoe doin' her and him Chinaman had 'em gettin' down low And m' boy King T was bringin' three mo' Come one come all if you can hang But you gotta Move Somethin' and Do the Damn Thang Clay D got the bottle and I got the blunt 2 Live, Freak Nasty, what's up! Chorus Verse 3: Brother Marquis What'll know 'bout havin' a party? Fall up in the club, the envy of everybody You make the money, so spend it Baller parkin' Benz's 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' Let's make this night one to remember If you fuckin' with me, you're fuckin' with a real nigga You can jump in the 'Vert, baby, and ride out I'll have you suckin' me up at the hide-out Tell a bitch quick, I ain't beggin' nor buyin' Get the fuck up out my face, who the fuck you tryin'? It's a good time nigga, that's what I'm all about Get the money get the pussy, get the map, I'm out Chorus |
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(Government of the people)
(For the people) (By the people) Earlier today in Broward County, appalling court judges upheld the previous ruling to ban the sale of Miami rap group the 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County. "We think it's the banning of free speech. First Amendment protects material, resultably." "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!" 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.! "Luke's concerts are for adults" "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" 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.! (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) "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!" 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! " |
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