Tangerine
Big T and the Bada Bings Lyrics
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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
The lyrics to Big T and the Bada Bings's song Tangerine depict the life of a man who meets a woman named Tangerine who embodies the American Dream. Tangerine is all about the money and she shakes her body like a tambourine to make it. The lyrics describe the singer's sexual exploits with Tangerine and her friends as they ride around in a car. The lyrics also suggest that the singer is involved in criminal activity, possibly drug dealing, and he is attracted to dangerous women who are willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.
The lyrics of the song Tangerine are a commentary on the excess and materialism that are often associated with the American Dream. Tangerine is a woman who is concerned only with money and the acquisition of material goods, and she is willing to do whatever it takes to get them. The singer is attracted to this lifestyle and the women who are involved in it, but the lyrics suggest that he is aware that it is not sustainable and that it is ultimately hollow and unfulfilling.
Overall, the lyrics of Tangerine are a reflection of the darker side of the American Dream, showing how the pursuit of money and material possessions can lead to a life of crime and emptiness. At the same time, the song also celebrates the energy and excitement of this lifestyle, with its references to fast cars, beautiful women, and the high life.
Line by Line Meaning
She said her name was Tangerine, damn, the American Dream
The woman he met is called Tangerine and embodies the American Dream.
She all about her fucking cream, shake it like a tambourine
Tangerine is all about making money and dances provocatively like a tambourine.
Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine
Repetition of the previous line.
She said her name was Billie Jean, said she wanna show me things
Another woman he met introduced herself as Billie Jean and expressed interest in him.
I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine
He showed off his money to Billie Jean and she danced for him like a tambourine.
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine
Repetition of the previous line.
Now let's set it straight, B-I-G don't cut for cake
Now, let's clarify, he is not interested in material possessions.
I put her on a plate until she's no longer awake
He sleeps with girls and leaves them immediately afterwards.
They just lay fast asleep when I hit 'em with the snake
The girls end up fast asleep after he has sex with them.
Put that venom up in 'em until I leave 'em with the shakes
He has sex with the girls and they end up shaking.
On display, she's a model but she only model shoes
He has sex with a woman who models shoes only.
Not fake like a prosthetic leg or prostitute
She is not fake like a prosthetic leg or a prostitute.
How'd she choose? She just whispers in my ear, "I'm with you"
He wonders what made her choose him, but she whispers to him that she is with him.
I'm the type of dude that sends your baby momma out for food
He is the type of guy who sends his girl out to get food.
And I also like her throat action with a passion
He enjoys oral sex from her passionately.
Love in her mouth for dental satisfaction
Oral sex is pleasing him and she is happy to do it.
That means I hit the head like Greg Louganis then I'm splashing
He ejaculates on her after getting oral sex.
Ugh, bust one back in the 'Lac stabbing (Hootie hoo!)
He finishes in his car.
She knows what's happening, there's no reason to doubt it
She is aware of their relationship and there is no room for doubt.
If you ask her how I got it she say, "How he had went about it was"
If someone asks her how they got together, she would describe how he pursued her.
And then you wake up from a bad dream
You then wake up from a bad dream.
A nightmare, settle down, 'cause she right there
It was a nightmare, but now the girl is right beside you.
Okay, midnight, fit like four or five chicks
At midnight, he is hanging out with four or five women.
In the drop 66 bumpin' Southernplayalistic
They're listening to Outkast's Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik in his convertible from the sixties.
Yeah, we riding through the city like Monday Magic City Nights
They are driving around the city like it's a Monday night at Magic City strip club.
Pass dees around, momentarily they feeling like
They pass some substances around and the girls feel a certain way.
Getting right, good girls got them getting busy like
Substances are making the good girls act naughty.
Big dykes, eating so much pussy they forget pipe
Girls are attending to each other and forget about men.
All got boyfriends, tell me they don't hit it right
All the girls have boyfriends who apparently don't satisfy them.
They come see me so they can come be freaks
They go to him to indulge in their freaky desires.
In the backseat, everything fast like a track meet
They engage in sexual activity in the backseat of his car quickly.
All I can see are titties, pussy lips, and ass cheeks
He only sees body parts such as titties, pussy lips, and ass cheeks.
Actually, no exaggeration, no imagining
This is no exaggeration and not a product of imagination.
Real talk, my reality is your fantasy
His reality is what some people only fantasize about.
Keisha, Kim, Tameka, Shay, Alisha and Gloria
He mentions several women he has had sex with or plans to have sex with.
Chasing this broad tryna find euphoria
He is chasing women to find euphoria.
Name notorious, dick game glorious
His name is infamous and his sexual prowess is excellent.
Find me shorty when your boyfriend boring ya
Girls should look for him when their boyfriends are boring.
Shake it like some Texas Pete dropping on your collard greens
Women should dance provocatively like they are shaking Texas Pete hot sauce on their collard greens.
Make it hotter and she want a dollar do you follow me?
If she makes it hotter, does she deserve a dollar?
Smelling like some tangerines, rolling like she on some beans
She smells like tangerines and acts like she's on drugs.
Garter belt full of green, booty busting out the seams
She has a garter belt with money and her butt is almost tearing through her clothes.
Shake it like a tambourine, about to shake it like a tambourine
Another repetition of the previous lyrics.
Once upon a rhyme I knew this girl and she was fine
He recalls a time where he met a beautiful girl.
As everything outdoors, the kinda girl I describe her
She was an outdoorsy type of girl.
Like Michael Jordan when he's froze in a pose of a jumpman
She was as iconic as Michael Jordan's jumpman freeze frame pose.
Top flight security on these hoes, man
He has tight security in his dealings with women.
She drop it low only for me to pick her up
She drops her body low and he picks her up.
When she's liquored up, I'm leaving my fingerprints on her butt
When she drinks, he fingers her in the butt.
Ten-hut at attention as we stand for this woman
They both stand at attention to honor the woman.
General Patton, boy, stop, we think she's coming
He compares himself to General Patton and they both think she is about to orgasm.
Loving the way that I'm licking her down, boy, you bluffing
He is confident in his ability to please women.
Nothing, while a nigga like me be straight up royal flushing
He is not bluffing and women refer to him as a royal flush.
But this ain't about playing no cards, dummy
He is not referring to poker when he mentions a royal flush.
Her get me open my sugar and she go hard for me
He gets excited for her and she works hard for him.
Even take a charge for me if the coppers caught us riding
She would take the blame if they were caught breaking the law.
To get a tray of fruit and a pack of 1.5s and
They go out to get some fruit and rolling papers.
I'm all the way on them papers, she all the way on my team
He is all about the rolling papers and she is all about him.
We burn it down like California trees in the breeze (FIRE!)
They smoke their weed like California trees burning in the breeze.
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ANTOINE DAMONE HINKLE, TERRENCE CULBREATH, CLIFFORD HARRIS, WILLIE EDWARD KNIGHTON, ANTWAN PATTON
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