Tangerine
Big Boi Khujo Goodie & T.I. Lyrics


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She said her name was Tangerine, damn, the American Dream
She all about her fucking cream, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine
She said her name was Billie Jean, said she wanna show me things
I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine

Now let's set it straight, B-I-G don't cut for cake
I put her on a plate until she's no longer awake
They just lay fast asleep when I hit 'em with the snake
Put that venom up in 'em until I leave 'em with the shakes
On display, she's a model but she only model shoes
Not fake like a prosthetic leg or prostitute
How'd she choose? She just whispers in my ear, "I'm with you"
I'm the type of dude that sends your baby momma out for food
And I also like her throat action with a passion
Love in her mouth for dental satisfaction
That means I hit the head like Greg Louganis then I'm splashing
Ugh, bust one back in the 'Lac stabbing (Hootie hoo!)
She knows what's happening, there's no reason to doubt it
If you ask her how I got it she say, "How he had went about it was"
And then you wake up from a bad dream
A nightmare, settle down, 'cause she right there

She said her name was Tangerine, damn, the American Dream
She all about her fucking cream, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine
She said her name was Billie Jean, said she wanna show me things
I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine

Okay, midnight, fit like four or five chicks
In the drop 66 bumpin' Southernplayalistic
Yeah, we riding through the city like Monday Magic City Nights
Pass dees around, momentarily they feeling like
Getting right, good girls got them getting busy like
Big dykes, eating so much pussy they forget pipe
All got boyfriends, tell me they don't hit it right
They come see me so they can come be freaks
In the backseat, everything fast like a track meet
All I can see are titties, pussy lips, and ass cheeks
Actually, no exaggeration, no imagining
Real talk, my reality is your fantasy
Keisha, Kim, Tameka, Shay, Alisha and Gloria
Chasing this broad tryna find euphoria
Name notorious, dick game glorious
Find me shorty when your boyfriend boring ya

Shake it like some Texas Pete dropping on your collard greens
Make it hotter and she want a dollar do you follow me?
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine
Smelling like some tangerines, rolling like she on some beans
Garter belt full of green, booty busting out the seams
Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, about to shake it like a tambourine

Once upon a rhyme I knew this girl and she was fine
As everything outdoors, the kinda girl I describe her
Like Michael Jordan when he's froze in a pose of a jumpman
Top flight security on these hoes, man
She drop it low only for me to pick her up
When she's liquored up, I'm leaving my fingerprints on her butt
Ten-hut at attention as we stand for this woman
General Patton, boy, stop, we think she's coming
Loving the way that I'm licking her down, boy, you bluffing
Nothing, while a nigga like me be straight up royal flushing
But this ain't about playing no cards, dummy
Her get me open my sugar and she go hard for me
Even take a charge for me if the coppers caught us riding
To get a tray of fruit and a pack of 1.5s and
I'm all the way on them papers, she all the way on my team
We burn it down like California trees in the breeze (FIRE!)

She said her name was Tangerine, damn, the American Dream
She all about her fucking cream, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine
She said her name was Billie Jean, said she wanna show me things
I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine




Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine

Overall Meaning

The song "Tangerine" is a collaboration between Big Boi, Khujo Goodie, and T.I. that features catchy hooks, melodic beats, and an exploration of the American Dream. The lyrics describe encounters with women named Tangerine and Billie Jean, who are all about their money and willing to do what it takes to get it. The chorus "shake it like a tambourine" represents the women's willingness to use their bodies to make money and live out their own versions of the American Dream.


The verses explore the men's relationships with these women, their sexual encounters, and the ways they use their money and power to control and enjoy themselves. The lyrics also touch on themes of power, control, and desire, as well as the ways in which the American Dream is often linked to material success and the objectification of women. Overall, "Tangerine" is a celebration of sexual freedom and the pursuit of material success, with a catchy beat and memorable lyrics that make it a popular party anthem.


Line by Line Meaning

She said her name was Tangerine, damn, the American Dream
The woman introduced herself as Tangerine, a representation of the American Dream


She all about her fucking cream, shake it like a tambourine
Tangerine is focused on making money and dancing provocatively


Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine
Tangerine continues to dance provocatively


She said her name was Billie Jean, said she wanna show me things
Tangerine changed her name to Billie Jean and showed interest in showing the artist new experiences


I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine
The artist showed Tangerine a stack of money and she continued to dance


Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine
Tangerine continues to dance provocatively


Now let's set it straight, B-I-G don't cut for cake
The singer, Big Boi, doesn't waste time with women who only care about money


I put her on a plate until she's no longer awake
The artist sleeps with women until they fall asleep


They just lay fast asleep when I hit 'em with the snake
The women fall asleep quickly after he has sex with them


Put that venom up in 'em until I leave 'em with the shakes
The artist has sex with women until they shake from orgasm


On display, she's a model but she only model shoes
Tangerine is a model who only models shoes, not as provocative clothing


Not fake like a prosthetic leg or prostitute
The artist implies that Tangerine is not fake like a prosthetic leg or a prostitute


How'd she choose? She just whispers in my ear, "I'm with you"
Tangerine chooses to be with the singer and whispers to let him know


I'm the type of dude that sends your baby momma out for food
The singer is the type of person who would send someone's baby momma to get food


And I also like her throat action with a passion
The singer enjoys receiving oral sex from Tangerine


Love in her mouth for dental satisfaction
The artist enjoys the feeling of love in Tangerine's mouth during oral sex


That means I hit the head like Greg Louganis then I'm splashing
The artist achieves orgasm during oral sex with Tangerine


Ugh, bust one back in the 'Lac stabbing (Hootie hoo!)
The singer ejaculates in the backseat of his car


She knows what's happening, there's no reason to doubt it
Tangerine understands the situatio they are in and doesn't doubt it


If you ask her how I got it she say, "How he had went about it was"
If asked, Tangerine would explain how the artist approached her for sex


And then you wake up from a bad dream
The artist transitions to a new topic and suggests the previous events were like a bad dream


A nightmare, settle down, 'cause she right there
The artist reassures the listener that they are not in a nightmare and Tangerine is nearby


Okay, midnight, fit like four or five chicks
The singer is with multiple women at midnight


In the drop 66 bumpin' Southernplayalistic
The group is driving in a 1966 car while listening to 'Southernplayalistic'


Yeah, we riding through the city like Monday Magic City Nights
The group is traveling through the city late at night, like Magic City on a Monday


Pass dees around, momentarily they feeling like
The singer passes something around (not specified) and the women are affected by it


Getting right, good girls got them getting busy like
The group is using drugs and even normally 'good' women are getting involved in sexual activity


Big dykes, eating so much pussy they forget pipe
Women who are normally into other women are performing oral sex on men


All got boyfriends, tell me they don't hit it right
All of the women have boyfriends and are suggesting that their boyfriends are not satisfying them


They come see me so they can come be freaks
The women come to the singer for the opportunity to act in a sexually deviant way


In the backseat, everything fast like a track meet
The sexual activity in the backseat of the car is fast-paced like a track meet


All I can see are titties, pussy lips, and ass cheeks
The artist is focused on the physical attributes of the women involved in the sexual activity


Actually, no exaggeration, no imagining
The artist clarifies that the situation is real and not imagined or exaggerated


Real talk, my reality is your fantasy
The artist's real sexual experiences may be considered a fantasy for others


Keisha, Kim, Tameka, Shay, Alisha and Gloria
The singer lists the names of the women involved in the sexual activity


Chasing this broad tryna find euphoria
The artist is chasing a woman in hopes of finding a feeling of happiness or well-being


Name notorious, dick game glorious
The singer is known for having a large penis and satisfying women sexually


Find me shorty when your boyfriend boring ya
The singer suggests that women should come to him if they are bored with their boyfriends


Shake it like some Texas Pete dropping on your collard greens
The singer instructs Tangerine to dance like she's shaking hot sauce on collard greens


Make it hotter and she want a dollar do you follow me?
If Tangerine dances provocatively enough, the artist will reward her with money


Smelling like some tangerines, rolling like she on some beans
Tangerine smells like tangerines and appears to be on drugs (referring to 'beans')


Garter belt full of green, booty busting out the seams
Tangerine is wearing a green garter belt and her butt is showing through her clothing


Shake it like a tambourine, about to shake it like a tambourine
The singer encourages Tangerine to continue dancing provocatively


Once upon a rhyme I knew this girl and she was fine
The artist is beginning a new story about a girl he once knew


As everything outdoors, the kinda girl I describe her
The girl was attractive and enjoyed spending time outdoors


Like Michael Jordan when he's froze in a pose of a jumpman
The girl was attractive, like Michael Jordan's iconic 'Jumpman' pose


Top flight security on these hoes, man
The singer is protective of women and won't let anyone disrespect them


She drop it low only for me to pick her up
The girl danced provocatively and the artist would pick her up from a lowered position


When she's liquored up, I'm leaving my fingerprints on her butt
When the girl drinks alcohol, the singer touches her butt


Ten-hut at attention as we stand for this woman
The singer and his friends are standing at attention to show respect for the woman


General Patton, boy, stop, we think she's coming
The singer and his friends are jokingly comparing themselves to the general and they believe the woman is approaching


Loving the way that I'm licking her down, boy, you bluffing
The artist enjoys performing oral sex on the woman and suggests anyone who claims otherwise is lying


Nothing, while a nigga like me be straight up royal flushing
The artist is continuing the card-playing metaphor and references a 'royal flush'


But this ain't about playing no cards, dummy
The singer clarifies that they are not actually playing cards


Her get me open my sugar and she go hard for me
The woman is helpful and affectionate towards the singer


Even take a charge for me if the coppers caught us riding
The woman is willing to take the blame for any illegal activities that take place while they are together


To get a tray of fruit and a pack of 1.5s and
The artist and the woman go on small excursions to get snacks and cigarettes


I'm all the way on them papers, she all the way on my team
The artist is focused on making money and the woman is supportive of his endeavors


We burn it down like California trees in the breeze (FIRE!)
The singer and the woman burn through money and other resources as if they are disposable




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Written by: ANTOINE DAMONE HINKLE, TERRENCE CULBREATH, CLIFFORD HARRIS, WILLIE EDWARD KNIGHTON, ANTWAN PATTON

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