The linguistic construction of gender in English language culture based on rap

I need you to get up up on the dance floor

Give that man what he asking for

'Cause I feel like busting loose

And I feel like touching you

And can't nobody stop the juice

So, baby, tell me what's the use?

I said

It's getting hot in here (so hot)

So take off all your clothes

I am getting so hot,

I wanna take my clothes off

(Let it all hang out)

Why you at the bar if you ain't popping the bottles? C'mon

What good is all the fame if you ain't fuckin' the models

I see you driving, sports car, ain't hitting the throttle

And I'll be down do a hundred, top down and goggles

Got off the freeway, exit 106 and parked it

Ash tray, flip gate, time to spark it

Gucci collar for dollar, got out and walked it

I spit game 'cause baby I can't talk it

Warm, sweating, it's hot up in this joint

Vokal tank top, on at this point

You're with a winner so, baby, you can't lose

I got secrets can't leave Cancun

So take it off like you're home alone

You know dance in front your mirror while you're on the phone

Checking your reflection and telling your best friend,

Like "Girl, I think my butt getting big."

(Let it hang all out)

Mix a little bit a ah, ah

With a little bit a ah, ah

(Let it just fall out)

Give a little bit a ah, ah

With a little bit a ah, ah

(Let it hang all out)

With a little bit a ah, ah

And a sprinkle a that ah, ah

(Let it just fall out)

I like it when ya ah, ah

Girl, baby, make it ah, ah

Stop pacing, time wasting

I gotta a friend with a pole in the basement (What?)

I'm just kidding like Jason (Oh)

Unless you gon' do it

Extra, extra, eh, spread the news, check it

Nelly took a trip from the Lou' to Neptunes

Came back with something thicker than fitting in Sassons

Say she like to think about cutting in restrooms

28. Nelly (ft. Kelly Rowland) -- Dilemma (August 24, 2002)

I.. love you, and I.. need you

Nelly I.. love you, I do.. neeeeed you

No matter what I do, all I think about is you

Even when I'm with my boo, boy, you know I'm crazy over you

No matter what I do, all I think about is you

Even when I'm with my boo, you know I'm crazy over you

[Nelly:]

I met this chick and she just moved right up the block from me

And uhh, she got the hots for me the finest thing my hood done seen

But oh no, oh no, she gotta a man

and a son, though, but that's okay

Cause I, wait for my cue and just listen, play my position

Like a shortstop, pick up e'rything mami hittin

And in no time.. (no time) I..

I plan to make this one here mine and that's for sure

Cause I, I never been the type to, break up a happy home

But uh, there's something bout baby girl I just can't leave alone

So tell me ma what's it gonna be? She said

(You don't know what you mean to me)

[Kelly Rowland:]

No matter what I do, all I think about is you

Even when I'm with my boo, boy, you know I'm crazy over you

No matter what I do, all I think about is you

Even when I'm with my boo, you know I'm crazy over you

[Nelly:]

Check it, check it, check it, uhh

I see a lot and you look and I never say a word

I know how niggaz start actin trippin out here about they girls

And there's no way-ayy-hey, Nelly gon' fight over

no day-hey-ame.. as you can see

But I, I like your steez, your style, your whole demeanor

The way you come through and holla and swoop me in his two-seater

Now that's gangstah-ah-ahhh..

And I got special ways to thank yah-ah-ahhh.. don't you forget it

But uh, it ain't that easy for you to pack and leave him

But uh, you and dirty got ties for different reasons

I respect that and right before I turn to leave, she said

(You don't know what you mean to me)

[Kelly Rowland:]

No matter what I do, all I think about is you

Even when I'm with my boo, boy, you know I'm crazy over you

No matter what I do, all I think about is you

Even when I'm with my boo, you know I'm crazy over you

[Nelly:]

Sing it for me, K!

[Kelly Rowland:]

I.. love you, and I.. need you

Nelly I.. love you, I do.. (c'mon girl)

And it's more than you'll.. ever know

Boy, it's for sure

You can always count on my love

Forever more, yeah, yeah

[Nelly:]

East coast, I know you shakin right

Down South, I know you bouncin right

West coast, I know you walkin right, cause

Midwest, I see you swingin right

(You don't know what you mean to me)

[Kelly Rowland:]

No matter what I do, all I think about is you

Even when I'm with my boo, boy, you know I'm crazy over you

No matter what I do, all I think about is you

Even when I'm with my boo, you know I'm crazy over you

[Nelly:]

East coast, I know you shakin right

Down South, I know you bouncin right

West coast, I know you walkin right, cause

Midwest, I see you swing it right

(You don't know what you mean to me)

East coast, you still shakin right

Down South, I see you bouncin right

West coast, I know you walkin right, cause

Midwest, I see you swingin right

(You don't know what you mean to me)

29. Missy Elliott -- Work It (November 2, 2002)

DJ, please pick up your phone

I'm on the request line

This is a Missy Elliott one-time exclusive

Come on

Is it worth it, let me work it

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2x]

If you got a big dick, let me search you

And find out how hard I gotta work you

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2x]

I'd like to get to know you so I could show you

Put the pussy on you like I told you

Gimme all your numbers so I could phone you

Your girl actin' stank then call me over

Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa

Phone before you come, I need to shave my chocha

You do or you don't or you will or won't you

Go downtown and eat it like a vulture

See my hips and my tips, don't you?

See my ass and my lips, don't you?

Lost a few pounds and my waist for you

This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta

Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta

Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah

Work it, I need a glass of water

Boy, oh, boy, it's good to know you

Is it worth it, let me work it

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2x]

If you got a big dick, let me search you

And find out how hard I gotta work you

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2x]

Come on

If you a fly gal get your nails done

Get a pedicure, get your hair did

Boy, lift it up, let's make a toast-a

Let's get drunk, that's gonna bring us closer

Don't I look like a Halle Berry poster?

See the Belvedere playin' tricks on you

Girlfriend wanna be like me, never

You won't find a bitch that's even better

I make you hot as Las Vegas weather

Listen up close while I take it backwards

Watch the way Missy like to take it backwards [backwards]

I'm not a prostitute, but I could give you what you want

I love your braids and your mouth full of floss

Love the way my ass go bum-bum-bum-bum

Keep your eyes on my bum-bum-bum-bum-bum

And think you can handle this gadong-a-dong-dong

Take my thong off and my ass go vroom

Cut the lights on so you see what I could do

Is it worth it, let me work it

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2x]

If you got a big ***, let me search you

And find out how hard I gotta work you

I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2x]

Come on

Boys, boys, all type of boys

Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys

Why-thai-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai

Rock-thai-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai

Girls, girls, get that cash

If it's 9 to 5 or shakin' your ass

Ain't no shame, ladies, do your thing

Just make sure you ahead of the game

Just 'cause I got a lot of fame super

Prince couldn't get me change my name papa

Kunta Kinte a slave again, no sir

Picture black sayin', "Oh, yes a master."

Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor

Minnie Me and Big Ren can out last ya

Who was the best, I don't have to ask ya

When I come out you won't even matter

To my fellas

I like the way you work that

To my ladies

You sure know how to work that

30. Nelly (ft. Kyjuan, Ali & Murphy Lee) -- Air Force Ones (January 25, 2003)

Big Boy

I said give me two pairs

(cause) I need two pairs

(So I) can get to stomping in my Air Force Ones(big Boy)

Big Boy stomping in my Air Force Ones

I like the all white, high top, strapped with the gum bottom

There's some'n about dem, dirty that's why I got em'

I leave them strapped and lace- they come up out em'

The last person that touched em' I damn near shot em'

Now if you look and see lime green Forces it's Kiwi

You couldn't get this color if you had a personal genie

You know I keeps it hip-hop my niggas flip-flop

Yeah my Force Ones in tip-top now form a flip-flops

I like the limited edition, the khaki, and army green

Patent leather, pin stripes, you should see how I do the strings

Size 12 with the strap, red and white with a Cardinal cap

All flavors but it just depends on when and where I'm at

Don't get me wrong man

Murphy Lee ain't dumb man

Cuz' if the shoe is on the shelf you should have some man

You cannot sit up and tell me that you have none man

You might not have three or four but you got one man

We up in footlocker, I'm looking like I need those

10 1/2 and if you got em' give me two of those

I can tell she's never seen Murphy Lee befo

Cuz' she just standin there as if I'm shooting free throws

I said excuse me Miss I only wanna buy shoes

She said I love you Murph, especially in the white and blue

I said the white and blue, sounds nice, make it twice

Then I signed an autograph "Thanks for the advice"

I keep it real dirty dirty you know how I do

Purple and gold with the Lakers, the Broncos, the orange and blue

I like floppy with ankle socks, lows, mids, and high tops

With the clear sole but it's Tims with fat laces when is cold

But when the winter go (brr) and the hot summer flow

Then it's back to the all-purpose with the lil' dots in the toe

Ain't nothing stopping this dough that I'm spending fo sho'

On those Nike Air Forces N, E behind the O

O.k. Lee, I treat my shoes like my ride

Chrome on the fat laces and the wood on the inside

Spray candy on the swoosh with electric roof plus

I put a kit on the sole now I gotta widder of shoe (Oohhh)

You see that low mid purple coop, I 'm driving nem'

('Kyjuan where you getting them colors, are you dying nem')

10 is my size, and no point in tieing 'em

Ain't no point of trying these on, they know I'm buying 'em

Now don't nothing get the hype on first sight like white on whites

Them 3 quarters, the lows, they all tight

The only problem they only good for one night

'Cuz once you scuff 'em you fucked up your whole night

What's my basis, the looks on store owners faces

This kid is outrageous, he buying 'em by the cases

'Cuz once I cop 'em I gut 'em and switch the laces

They all-purpose ya heard me kinda like my datons

I wore spurs at first but now i'm hatin em

(Damn when those come out) So I write the date on 'em

These Louie Vuitton Ones, you gotta wait on 'dem

I had to get them early so I spent mo' cake on them

Look, I'm trying to keep it up like a one minute man

While Ali on the Kawasaki two head bands

Jewelry and all (you wilin') fish bowl in da mall

(I got some 15's) Security buying shoes and all

Listen, sometimes I get em' free n' sometimes I gotta pay

Walk in the mall and they know what I'm 'bout say

Gimme the black,and the platinum, and leather gray

The ones in the back and the pair you got on display

Now when the boxes is where I keep mine (keep mine)

You should keep buyin (keep buyin)

Once or twice but never 3 times

I'm just a sneaker pro

I love Pumas and shell-toes

But can't nothing compare to a fresh, cripsy white pair of (yeah)

31. 50 Cent -- In da Club (February 8, 2003)

Go, go, go, go, go, go

Go Shorty, it's your birthday

We gon' party like it's your birthday

And we gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday

And you know we don't give a fuck, it's not your birthday

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'

Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs (Uh-huh)

When I roll twenty deep, it's twenty knives in the club (Yeah)

Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love

When you sell like Eminem and the hoes, they wanna fuck (Woo)

Look homie, ain't nothin' changed: hoes down, G's up

I see Xzibit in the cut, hey nigga, roll that weed up! (Roll it!)

If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp

Been hit with a few shells, but I don't walk with a limp (I'm aight)

In the hood in L.A. they sayin', "50, you hot" (Uh-huh)

They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Pac

But holla in New York, the niggas'll tell you I'm loco (Yeah)

And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold (Uh-huh)

I'm fully focused, man, my money on my mind

Got a mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind (Woo)

Now Shorty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (Uh-huh)

Her girlfriend with her, they bi and they ready to go (Okay)

My flow, my show brought me the dough

That bought me all my fancy things

My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels

Look, nigga, I done came up and I ain't changed (What? What? Yeah)

And you should love it way more than you hate it

Nigga, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it (Woo)

I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life

You that faggot-ass nigga tryin' to pull me back, right?

When my joint get to pumpin' in the club, it's on

I wink my eye at yo' bitch, if she smiles, she gone

If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn

If you talkin' about money, homie, I ain't concerned

I'ma tell you what Banks told me:

"Cuz, go 'head, switch the style up

If niggas hate, then let them hate, and watch the money pile up"

Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub'

They know where we fuckin' be

Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither, nigga

We in the club all the time, nigga, so pop, pop off, nigga

G-Unit

32. 50 Cent (ft. Nate Dogg) -- 21 Questions (May 3, 2003)

[50 Cent]

New York City!

You are now rapping...with 50 Cent

You gotta love it...

I just wanna chill and twist a lot

Catch suns in my 7-45

You drive me crazy shorty I

Need to see you and feel you next to me

I provide everything you need and I

Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry

Got some questions that I got to ask and I

Hope you can come up with the answers babe

[Nate Dogg]

Girl...It's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

Girl...It's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?Girl...

[50 Cent]

If I fell off tomorrow would you still love me?

If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?

If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century,

Could I count on you to be there to support me mentally?

If I went back to a hoopty from a Benz,

would you poof and disappear like some of my friends?

If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?

If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?

I'd get out and peel a nigga cap and chill and drive

I'm asking questions to find out how you feel inside

If I ain't rap 'cause I flipped burgers at Burger King

Would you be ashamed to tell your friends you feelin' me?

And in bed if I used to my tongue, would you like that?

If I wrote you a love letter would you write back?

Now we can have a lil' drink you know a nightcap

And we could go do what you like, I know you like that

[Nate Dogg]

Girl...It's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

[Monica]

Boy... It's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

I ain't looking for no superman to try and save me

I just want you to be my baby

Your sexy style got me going crazy

I wanna feel your body layin next to me

I can give you what you want, you need, and dream

I'll take care of you fulfill your fantasies

Got some questions that I got to ask and I

Hope you can come up with the answers

[Nate Dogg]

Girl...It's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

[50 Cent]

Now would you leave me if you're father found out I was thuggin'?

Do you believe me when I tell you, you the one I'm loving?

Are you mad 'cause I'm asking you 21 questions?

Are you my soulmate? 'Cause if so, girl you a blessing

Do you trust me enough, to tell me your dreams?

I'm staring at ya' trying to figure how you got in them jeans

If I was down would you say things to make me smile?

I treat you how you want to be treated just teach me how

If I was with some other chick and someone happened to see

And when you asked me about it I said it wasn't me

Would you believe me? Or up and leave me?

How deep is our love if that's all it takes for you to be gone?

We only human girls we make mistakes,

To make it up I do whatever it take

I love you like a fat kid love cake

You know my style I say anything to make you smile

[Nate Dogg]

Girl...It's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

[Monica]

Boy...It's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

Now can we let the past go so we can have a future?

When a push comes to shove would you come through for me?

I can't be bad by myself be sad by myself

I can't be broke by my damn self

Would it be too much to ask for you to be a man?

And if you ever got mad would you cause me pain?

Would you call me sweet things 'cause I'm your babygirl?

Would I be your whole wide world?

Would I be the apple of your eye?

Would you ever want to make me cry?

If you really want me by your side

Tell me, how hard would you try?

Don't get mad 'cause I'm asking 21 questions

I've learned my lesson before and I need to know

Boy...It's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

[Nate Dogg]

Girl...It's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

[50 cent]

Could you love me in a Bentley?

Could you love me on a bus?

I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us

[Monica]

Could you love me when im chillin'?

Could you love me when I fuss?

I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us

33. Lil' Kim (ft. 50 Cent) -- Magic Stick (June 21, 2003)

I got the magic stick

I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice

I hit the baddest chicks

Shorty don't believe me, then come with me tonight

And I'll show you magic

(What? What?) Magic (uh huh uh huh)

I got the magic stick

[50 Cent]

I'm a freak to the core

Get a dose once, you gon' want some more

My tongue touch ya girl, ya toes bound to curl

This exclusive shit I don't share with the world

I have you up early in the mornin, moanin

Back shot, proper or low can't stop us

Been a fiend for this since Rakim made hits

Get the position down pat, then it's time to switch

I'll rock the boat, I'll work the middle

I speed it up, straight beat it up..

.. and I ain't in the hood with my toast out loc'n

I'm in the telly workin up a sweat strokin

Tonight's the night, you can fall in love

You can call your mama right now, tell her you met a thug

I pop a lot of shit cause I can back it up

My left stroke's the death stroke

[Chorus: Lil' Kim]

I got the magic clit

I know if I get licked once, I get licked twice

I am the baddest chick

Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight

And I'll show you magic

(What? What?) Magic, uh huh uh huh

I got the magic clit

[Lil' Kim]

Lil' Kim not a hore

But I sex a nigga so good, he gotta tell his boys

When it, come to sex don't test my skills

Cause my head game have you HEAD over heels

Give a nigga the chills, have him pay my bills

Buy matchin Lambo's with the same color wheels...

.. and I ain't out shoppin spendin dudes C-notes

I'm in the crib givin niggaz deep throat

Tonight Lil' Kim gon' have you in the zone

Girls, call ya crib, I'm answerin' the phone

Guys wanna wife me 'n' give me the ring

I'll do it anywhere, anyhow,down for anything

Couple of humps, give a nigga goosebumps

This junk in my trunk ain't made for chumps

When Lil' Kim's around you don't need to lie

It's the "Drugs" baby, I'm makin' ya HIGH!!

[Chorus: 50 Cent + (Lil' Kim)]

I got the magic stick

I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice

(I give em' the baddest chick

Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight

And I'll show you magic What? What?)

Magic(uh-huh, uh-huh)

(I got the magic clit)

[Lil' Kim + (50 Cent)]

I put your face in it

I know you sprung off in your tongue, I know you tastin it

(Sex ain't a race) But I have a thug nigga breakin records

And the time is (one minute, six seconds)

(Magic stick) I got the magic box

HAVE THAT ASS TRICKIN AFTER ONE BACK SHOT

(The gifts, the ice, I like that a lot)

The minks, the leathers, the CL drop

[Chorus: 50 Cent + (Lil Kim)]

I got the magic stick

I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice

I hit the baddest chicks

Shorty don't believe me, then call me tonight

And I'll show you magic

(What? What?) Magic

[IN UNISON] I got the magic stick (clit)

[Chorus: Lil' Kim + (50 Cent)]

I know if I get licked once, I get licked twice

I give em' the baddest chick

Shorty you don't believe me, then call me tonight

And I'll show you magic

(What? What? Magic), uh huh uh huh

[IN UNISON] I got the magic clit (stick)

34. Chingy -- Right Thurr (July 26, 2003)

Uh, hey dirty, (what?)

Look at that girl right there (oh)

She make me say

Ooh, ooh, (yeah) ooh, ooh, (hey) do what you do

I like the way you do that right thurr (right thurr)

Switch your hips when you're walkin', let down you're hurr (let down your hurr)

I like the way you do that right thurr (right thurr)

Lick your lips when you're talkin', that make me stare

I like the way you look in them pants, see ya fine (fine)

Lil momma a quarter piece, she far from a dime (dime)

The type of girl that'll getcha' up and go make you grind (grind)

I'm thinkin' about snatchin' her up, dirty, makin' her mine

Look at her hips, (what?) look at her legs, ain't she stacked? (stacked)

I sure wouldn't mind hittin' that from the back (back)

I like it when I touch it cuz she moan a l'il bit

Jeans saggin' so I can see her thong a l'il bit

I know you grown a little bit, twenty years old, you legal

Don't trip off my people, just hop in the regal

I swooped on her like an eagle swoopin' down on its prey

I know you popular, but you gon' be famous today

She be shoppin' in Frontenac

Just look at her front and back

Man she so stacked and she know that I want that

Her man, he's so whacked girl can i taste yo cat

Gave her three hundred to strip, like buyin' a throwback

She stay in the club,(club) I can be seein' she got it honest

In real life, girl remind me of Pocahontas

She be at events, (yeah) so I'm impressed when she pass (yeah)

All the high rollin' cats wanna pay for that ass

Ain't no half steppin', (steppin') she strapped wit a nice weapon (weapon)

Trick, it's against the law for her to move them hips

If you ever seen her dirty, your mouth gon' drop

Worldwide fools probably tell you this off tops

I like the way she doin' that (c'mon)

Plus I like it when she bring it back (say it)

Ooh, (uh-huh) ooh, ooh, ooh, (uh-huh) do what you do (whoo)

I like the way she doin' that (c'mon)

Plus I like it when she bring it back (say it)

Ooh, (uh-huh) ooh, ooh, ooh, (uh-huh) do what you do (whoo)

Gimme what you got for a pork chop (uh)

She threw it at me like I was a short-stop (uh)

Workin' in a Fatty Girl Halter Top

Then she back it up on me and let it drop (drop)

Make it hop (boing) like a bunny (bunny)

Girl can I touch you where it's sunny

Her appearance will make you give her some money

She should pose for Sports Illustrated

It's like a picture perfect site

When she pass all the other girls hate it

(But I...)

I like that (uh-huh)

I like that (uh-huh)

I like that (uh-huh)

I like that (Track stars)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, do what you do

35. 50 Cent -- P.I.M.P. (August 23, 2003)

I don't know what you heard about me

But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me

No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That I'm a motherfuckin' P I M P

Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars

She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada

That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana

She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her 'cause they wanna

I spit a little G man, and my game got her

A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada

Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her

I got the bitch by the bar, tryin' to get a drink up out her

She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk

She from the country, think she like me 'cause I'm from New York

I ain't that nigga tryin' to holla 'cause I want some head

I'm that nigga tryin' to holla 'cause I want some bread

I could care less how she perform when she in the bed

Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid

Look baby this is simple, you can't see

You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a P I M P

I'm 'bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me

If you fuckin' with me, I'm a P I M P

Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy

Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P I M P

Come get money with me, if you curious to see

How it feels to be with a P I M P

Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV

From the backseat of my V, I'm a P I M P

Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball

We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all

We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall

If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call

I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall

If you got problems, I can solve 'em, they big or they small

That other nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit

I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, bitch!

I told you fools before, I stay with the tools

I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels

I holla at a hoe, till I got a bitch confused

She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes

I'm shoppin' for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper

Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gonna keep her

Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin' know

You sayin' it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low

Bitch choose with me, I'll have you strippin' in the street

Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat

Now nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread

The last nigga she was with, put stitches in her head

Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch

'Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six

Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't payin' bitch

Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick!

Yeah, in Hollywoood they say, there's no b'ness like show b'ness

In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b'ness, you know

They say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster

I ain't gotta slow down for you to catch up, bitch! Ha ha ha, yeah

36. Lil Jon & the East Side Boyz (ft. Ying Yang Twins) -- Get Low (September 6, 2003)

3, 6, 9 damn you're fine move it so you can sock it to me one mo time

Get low, get low [6x]

To the window (to the window), to the wall (to the wall)

'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)

To all these bitches crawl (crawl)

To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet god damn (god damn)

Shortie crunk so fresh so clean can she fuck that

Question been harassing me in the mind this bitch is fine

I done came to the club about 50th 11 times now can I play with yo

Panty line club owner said I need to calm down security guard go to sweating

Me now nigga drunk then a motherfucker threaten me now

She getting crunk in the club I mean she working

Then I like to see the female twerking taking the clothes off buckey naked

ATL. Hoe don't disrespect it

Pa pop your pussy like this cause yin yang twins in this bitch

Lil Jon and the East side boys with me and we all like to see ass and titties

Now bring your ass over here hoe and let me see you get low if you want this thug

Now take it to the floor (to the floor) and if your ass wanna act you can keep your ass where you at

Let me see you get low you scared you, scared you

Drop that ass to the floor you scared you, scared you

Let me see you get low you scared you, scared you

Drop that ass to the floor you scared you, scared you

Drop that ass ya shake it fast ya

Pop that ass to the left and the right ya

Drop that ass ya shake it fast ya

Pop that ass to the left and the right ya

Now back, back, back it up

A back, back, back it up

A back, back, back it up

A back, back, back it up

Now stop (o) then wiggle with ya

Now stop (o) then wiggle with ya

Now stop (o) then wiggle with ya

Now stop (o) then wiggle wiggle with it

Now give me my doe back and go get ya friend

Stupid bitch standing there while I'm drinking my hen

Steady looking at me still asking questions

Time's up nigga pass me another contestant

Hoe move to the left if you ain't bout 50th

Done talk through 3 or 4 songs already

Looking at a nigga with your palm all out bitch I ain't even seen you dance

Twerk something baby work something baby

Pop your pussy on the pole do your thang baby

Slide down that bitch

With yo little bit then stop

Get back on the floor catch your balance then drop

Now bring it back up clap your ass like hands

I just wanna see your ass dirty dance yin yang we done again

And put it on the map like annnnn

Got damn (got damn) ya ya'll twerking a little bit ladies

But ya got to twerk a little bit harder then that

Now right now I need all the ladies that know they look good tonight

(where my sexy ladies) we want ya'll to do this shit like this

Bend over to the front touch toes back that ass up and down and get low (get low)

Bend over to the front touch toes back that ass up and down and get low (get low)

37. Nelly, P. Diddy & Murphy Lee -- Shake Ya Tailfeather (September 20, 2003)

We do it for fun

We just do it for fun

Dirty E.N.T

We do it for fun

Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)

We do it for fun (This is history baby)

Bend them trucks

We do it for fun (haha)

Stack them bucks

We do it for fun (Come on now)

And the band played on (yea)

Just like (I believe you cool to this)

We do it for fun

If you see me ma

We do it for fun

Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack

Let's Go

Come here girl

What your name is?

Where you from?

Turn around who you came with?

Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer?

I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here

I'm still a sucker for cornrows, you know I never changed that (nah uh)

Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)

I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys

But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right)

Here come another man

Unlike no other man

Candy coated whoa!

Switching every other lane

Ya'll help me

Why don't cha

Please help me

8th girl this week and its only Tuesday

I like the cocky bow legged ones

Like white and Dominicans

Hispanics and Asians

Shake it for Nelly son

Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell

Everybody and their hootchies

When you do it do it well

Let me see you take it

Girl go and take it off

We can even do it slow

We can even do it slow

Take it where you want to go

Take it where you want to go

Just take that ass to the floor

Pop something move something

Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low

We can even do it slow

Take it where you want to go

Just take that ass to the floor

Pop something move something

Shake ya tail feather

Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor)

Get that money honey act like you know (like you know)

Mama I like how you dance

The way you fit in them pants (Uh)

Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh)

You know I love that (I love that)

Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?)

It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh)

Come on, we got another one player

From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player?

Baby you impressive let's get

To know each other

You the best of the best and

You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest

I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color

Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on

Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see your thong

My pocket's full of dough shake your feathers till the morning

It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them

Oh no I heard them bad boys coming

Can't stop now

Got to continue my running (yea)

Because we go party till them lights come on

And then my song stop, fuck it, because my mic still on

Yo, I'm the big booty type

I like them thick with their mind right (Awe)

Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw)

I'm not hard I've got women to handle that

They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat

Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron

Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns

My gohans don't match that

But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the lac

I'm just a juvenile (Wha)

Because I be about G's

Keep your women wizzy man they say they have my babies

I'm young like Turk, like the cash and the money (I'm going to eat my money)

Man, I'm that damn hungry

See I'm starving like Marvin girl

I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting

Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin

And I got so many keys you'd think I was valet parking

Oh no I heard them bad boys coming

Can't stop now

Got to continue my running (yea)

Because we go party till them lights come on

And then my song stop, fuck it, because my mic still on (man)

38. YoungBloodz (ft. Lil Jon) -- Damn! (October 18, 2003)

OK, OK, OK

This Sean Paul, Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz

You already know how we do it homeboy

It's A-Town (105 Road for dem hoes)

It's A-Town (east side for dem hoes), Attic Crew you already know

Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy

They callin' me to come back to the streets, Sean P. a.k.a Sharp Crease

Said it was necessary, these sucka niggaz out here very scary

They come from the hole they livin' in the month of February

OK then put a sissy nigga on display then

Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in

I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C

It ain't a hoe out there fo real who don't know 'bout me

Bitch I'm fo sho wit it don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac

Bitch I will go get it and I ain't selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it

Won't catch me sippin' on no Cris and got a cold billy

It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin', comin' straight from the gutter

Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave 'em under a cover

Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber

Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah

If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck

Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit

I post up get to it, drink hand in hand

They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man

Old school straight foolish like no other indeed

With Lil John it's Youngbloodz they crunk as can be

Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin to rumble

Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number

In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer

Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder

Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table

Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators

In my Chevy so super I'm the one to call

Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL

And dawg I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown

I'm cool in my way, but shit still I shut 'em down

And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool

In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do

Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up

And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up

Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up

With the plush leather guts steady grippin' the butt

Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol

Show a nigga you ain't hoe with it

And I ain't selfish I will let you and your folk feel it

Talkin' big boy shit

Mean muggin' like a motherfucker my hand on my dick

Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nuttin' new

We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who

It's them boys from the bottom who took you down 85

And hit you with that U-Way so look here don't be surprised

We buckin' blowin' chillin' and sippin' on something good

I'm peepin' out the scenery and wishin' a nigga would

In case it just might pop I'm 'bout ready to lock and load

To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

39. Ludacris (ft. Shawnna) -- Stand Up (October 25, 2003)

Stand up! Stand up!

[Chorus: Ludacris and Shawna]

When I move you move (just like that?)

Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!

(When I move you move) just like that?

(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

How you ain't gon' FUCK! Bitch I'm me?

I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in VIP

CEO you don't have to see ID

I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali

BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about

Whoop ass, let security carry em out

Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless

Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my neckless

I pulled up wit a million trucks

Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!

Pass the bottles, the heat is on

We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong

What's wrong?! The club and moon is full

And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull

One sure shot way to get em outta them pants

Take note to the brand new dance, like this

Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something

Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging

I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks

But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?!

My people outside and they can't get in

We gon' rush the back door and break em in

The owner already pissed cause we sorta late

But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate

Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess

That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress

But Louis Vuitton bras all over your breasts

Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh

C'mon! we gon party tonight

Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life

Don't be scurred, show another part of your life

The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!

Stand up! Stand up!

Stand up! Stand up!

Damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down

Get us out so someone can gun us down

We was two songs away from getting some cutta

Now we one song away from tearing da club up

Move over! Luda got something to say

Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'

Work wit me! let's become one with the beat

And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet

40. Outkast (ft. Sleepy Brown) -- The Way You Move (December 20, 2003)

Boom, Boom, Boom.

Heh, Heh.

Ready for action, nip it in the bud

We never relaxin', OutKast is everlastin'

Not clashin', not at all but see my nigga went to do a little acting.

Now that's for anyone askin' give me one pass em'

Drip drip drop there goes an ear-gasm

Now you cumin out the side of your face

We're tapping right into your memory banks (Thanks!)

So click it or ticket lets see your seat belt fastened

Trunk rattlin' like two midgets in the back seat wrestlin

Speakerboxx vibrate the tag, make it sound like aluminum cans in a bag

But I know ya'll wanted that 808 can you feel that B-A-S-S, bass

But I know ya'll wanted that 808 can you feel that B-A-S-S, bass

I like the waaaay you move

I like the waaaay you move (Whoo-o-o!)

I love the waaaay you move

I love the way, I love the way.

Then the whole room fell silent (Shhhhh!)

The girls all pause with glee, turning left turning right, are they looking at me?

But I was looking at them, there, there on the dance floor

Now they got me in the middle feeling like a man whore

Specially the big girl, big girls need love too no discrimination here, squirrel

So keep your hands off my cheeks, and let me study how you ride the beat

You big freak!

Skinny, slim women got the camel toe within them

You can hump them, lift them, bend them, give them something to remember

Yell out timber when you fall through the chop shop.

Take a deep a breath and exhale your ex male friend, boyfriend was boring as hell

Now let me listen to the stories you tell and we can make moves like a person in jail.

On the low, hoe

Heeeey baby, girl don't you stop

Come on baby dance all around me

You so fine (you so fine) you so fine

You drive me outta my mind (my mind, outta my mind!) Oooh baby!

If I could I would, just be with yoooou baaaaby

Ooooooh Cause you like me and excite me and you know you got me baby!

Oooooo!

I like the waaay you move (I like the way you move)

I like the waaay you move (Ooo you so sexy baaby!) (Whoo-o-o!)

I love the waaay you move

I love the way, I love the way (Whoo-o-o!)

41. Twista (ft. Kanye West & Jamie Foxx) -- Slow Jamz (January 24, 2004)

Are you gonna be?

Say that you're gonna be

She said she wants some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross, a little Anita, will definitely set this party off right

(Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be? Well well well well well)

She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton, and definitely set this party off right

(Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be? Well well well well well)

I told her to drive over in your new whip

Bring some friends you cool with

I'm gonna bring the cool whip

Then I want you to strip

See you is my new chick

So we get our grind on

She be grabbing, calling me Biggie like Shine home

Man, I swear she fine homes

Why she always lying though

Telling me them diamonds when she know they rhinestones

She got a light skinned friend look like Michael Jackson

Got a dark skinned friend look like Michael Jackson

I play 'Ready for the World' - she was ready for some action

My dawg said you ain't no freak, so you got to prove my man wrong

I'm a play this Vandross

You're gonna take your pants off

I'm gonna play this Gladys Knight

Me and you're gonna get right

Got you looking at the gliss at my hands and wrists

While I'm laying back smoking on my cannabis

When it come to rocking the rhythm like Marvin and Luther

I can tell you ain't no messing with Kan-man and Twist

From the Chi and I be

Sipping Hennessy

Play some R&B

Trying to smoke a B

Looking properly

Feeling on a G?

And always (well well well well well)

Come with me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne

You ain't know Twista can work it like the Whispers

Hit the stop light, get into some Isaac

The rims still moving so I'm bumping little spinners

While I'm smoking on a B

Dipping through the streets

Bumping R&B

And I got to leave

something to the 23's?

And I do it (well well well well well)

With my earth and the wind smoke a fire

Let me when get your sheets wet listening to Keith Sweat

Put you in a daze for maze

Fullfilling our every temptation slow jamming having deep sex

You ready for the world girl

Come on over make me touch you all over your body baby don't say no to me

An every moment you controllin' me I'm loving the way you be holding me when I be listening to Jodeci

And when I come over and bend your ass

You be bumping Teddy Pendergrass

I'd hit it from the back to the melody to roll it slow

Now I gotta go up in it fast, but I'm gonna finish last

No matter how much of a thug you see

I still spit it like it's R&B, so to the club with me

And with some Luther come on and hope you finna and still be in love with me

Baby drop another slow jam

And all us lovers need hold hands

And if you ain't got no man hop up in my Brougham

I keep it pimping like an old man

You got to roll with the plan

Cause after that then I

Take it to the dome

Then I got to bone

Stay up in the zone

Got to get you home

Gotta run up on

And I do it (well well well well well)

Baby drop another slow jam

And all us lovers need hold hands

And if you ain't got no man hop up on my brohem

I keep it pimping like an old man

You got to roll with the plan

Cause after that then I

Take you to my home

And we could get it on

Disconnect the phone

Just to get you goin'

Trying to make you moan

And I do it (well well well well well)

42. Chingy (ft. J-Weav) -- One Call Away (March 13, 2004)

Ooh, yea yea

DTP, how we do

Call you and you can call me

Whatever you wanna do baby

(You, could, roll, wit, me)

Gimme a call if you wanna come roll with me

(If you was my baby)

I'm only one call away

It was weird how we met, huh

She was wit her mom in Bank America

I'm wit my son cashin the check

So I asked outta respect (uh)

Would she like to explore the world up high

We can fly in my jet

Her reply was "Yes, can I ask you somethin'?"

I seen it in her eye, mama lookin like all I wanted was sex

Then moved to the next (that ain't true) but it was something

about this girl's style that make me feel no regrets

We started off casual; walks through the park

Candle light dinners by dark, I'm thinkin smart (smart)

Afraid she might think I'm in a rush

To touch, crush and be up, but baby I ain't on that stuff

Dropped her off and told her call me up, we can talk

Conversate about political subjects whatever's sparks

So I zoomed off, lookin by and my phone rang

It was her in the shower, (she said) she said "I couldn't do without ya"

Then I said.

The next day I'm with the fellas at the cage playing ball

Here she comes wit her friends they posted up on the wall

Now I'm showing out, trynta dunk trynta dribble break fast

Through the middle just to see her smile and giggle

Game over I approched her wit a kiss on the cheek

The homeboys lookin at me sayin "Lil Howard you weak"

But you know how that go, what I got they want

What I got I flaunt, never mess wit it, please don't

Told her "I'm going home" she asked can she go too

I'm like "Yeah boo, I can't see me without you"

Got thurr, I took a shower jumped out she in the bed

With a see-through thong said I looked at her and said. . .

Girl recognize game, before game recognize you

You're dealin wit a player, true

Now whatchu wanna do?

We can kick it and go puff on a bluuunt

Oh you don't smoke? Grab a pint of Hen' then we can get druuunk

It's up to you, I'm the man but baby just let me know

Cuz if you got an attitude I could treat you just like a hoe

Get to rollin wit me baby, hop in there's enough room

We can gaze at the stars that shine like the moon

Gimme a chance to show ya, and a chance to know ya

Just be true, and there's nothing I won't do, for ya

Some women like to play it foul (foul)

But them the kind I put in the place of a child (child)

Don't worry be happy and smile and. . .

43. J-Kwon -- Tipsy (April 3, 2004)

Teen drinking, is very bad

Yo, I got a fake I.D. though

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Yo, two step wit' me, two step wit' me

One, here comes the two to the three to the four

Everybody drunk out on the dance floor

Baby girl ass jiggle like she want more

Like she a groupie and I ain't even on tour

Maybe cause she heard that I rhyme hardcore

Or maybe cause she heard that I buy out the stores

Bottom of the ninth and a nigga gotta score

If not I gotta move on to the next whore

Here comes the three to the two, to the one

Homeboy trippin' he don't know I got a gun

When it come to pop, we do shit for fun

You ain't got one? Nigga you better run

Now I'm in the back gettin' head from a hun

While she goin' down I'm braggin' on what I done

She smokin' my blunt sayin' she ain't havin' fun

Bitch give it back now you don't get none

Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy

(Everybody in this bitch gettin' tipsy)

Two, here comes the three to the four to the five

Now I'm lookin' at shorty right in her eyes

Couple seconds pass now I'm lookin' at her thighs

Why she tellin' me how much she hate her guy

Say she got a kid but she got her tubes tied

Girl you 21 girl that's alright

I'm wonderin' if a shake comin' wit' those fries

If so baby, can I get them super-sized?

Here comes the four to the three, to the two

She stay feelin' on my Johnson, right out the blue

Girl you super thick so I'm thinkin' thats cool

But instead of one life hat, I need two

Her eyes got big when she glanced at my jewels

Expression on her face like she ain't got a clue

Then she told me she don't run wit' the crew

You know how I do but that's just what I gotta do

Three, then comes the four to the five, to the six

Self explanatory, I ain't gotta say I'm rich

Yes single man, I ain't tryin' to get hitched

Liquor wasted on me man, son of a bitch

Brushed it off now I'm back to gettin' lit

Wit' some orange juice man, this some good 'ish

Homeboy trippin' cause I'm starin' at his chick

Now he on the sideline starin' at my clique

Here comes the five to the four to the three

Hands in the air if you cats drunk as me

Club owner said, "Kwon put out those trees"

Dude I don't care I'm a P.I.M.P!

44. Twista -- Overnight Celebrity (May 8, 2004)

Oh you didn't think we can do it again...?

Twista...

Kanye West...

From Po pimpin' to Poppin' tags...

From champions to Slow Jamz...

Oh baby...

We can even make you an overnight celebrity...

Know what I'm sayin'?

(Why don't we...)

Play somethin' these hoes'll like

Drive whips I know they like

Twista you told 'em right...

I can make you a celebrity overnight...

Give you ice like Kobe wife...

We sort of like goldie right...

the way we mold 'em right...

I can make you a celebrity overnight...

Girl, I see you in them apple bottom jeans, chinchilla on your back I wanna know your name,

Girl, I'm Twista, I can throw your brain, put you in the chameleon 04 range,

Still sexy when you smoke that flame, jerkin' like a chicken when you throw that thing,

She got me hotter than an oven the way that she talk, switchin' and freaky, so I'm lovin' the way that she walks,

You're lookin' good, girl, you ought to be in pictures... Listen to me, I see your career's goin' sky high,

Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi, and everytime I see your thighs I cry when I drive by,

Watch it, you should bring a thrill, got the fellows on some Johnny Gills steady screaming "My, my, my, my,"

Walking the carpet with the diamonds that flick in the dark, kickin' it on the couch and 106 & Park,

I can see your beauty on a big screen... I can see me freakin' you with whip cream...

I can see you on stage at the awards, with a dress better then Jennifer's and doin' big things,

Kick it with me, I can mold your life, you're lookin' good, girl, show you right,

Dre told me you're the prototype, I can make you a celebrity overnight...

You want fame, you can take that path, candle lights when you take a bath,

You got such a sensational ass, I'm gonna get you Jimmy Choo and Marc Jacobs bags,

I could cop her a tow thousand and three, make her smile when she sees Sprees,

I can get you on CD's and DVD's, take you to BB's in BCB-G,

I could get you into places, to be into the people I know'll show you things to get into,

I wanna be your lover and your confidant and protect you from others, don't let another brother pimp you,

If you want the style you could with you girl, you all take a look at her she got such an astonishin' body,

I could see you in some Gucci, Roberto Cavalli and I bet she's gonna put a hurt on 'em hard in the party,

And you know you kill 'em in the club, you cold, you was born to be a pro, how you're gonna stick to photos?

And I love you 'cause you're freaky with the door closed, drop it to the floor let that go when you roll slow,