Girl Talk
Feed the Animals Lyrics
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Sweet Jones!
My bitch a choosy lover, never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, drive a compressor
Top notch ho's get the most, not the lesser
Trash like the fuck for 40 dollars in the club
She be cross country givin' all that she got
A thousand a pop, I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the gray one, bought me a red
Every time we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Some ho's wanna choose, but them bitches too scary
Your bitch chose me, you ain't a pimp you a fairy
Pump that shit
Now walk it out
West Side walk it out
South Side walk it out
East Side walk it out
North Side walk it out
Now hit the dance floor
And bend your back low
She do it with no hands
Now stop pop and roll
I'm smoking bubba ho
Now they in trouble ho
I like the way she move
An undercover ho
It's on once again
Patron once again
I threw my head back
Then I froze like the Wind
West Side walk it out
South Side walk it out
East Side walk it out
North Side walk it out
We're not gonna take it
You can show me how
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how
No, we ain't gonna take it!
You can show me how
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how
We're not gonna take it... anymore!
Hey, hey, you can show me how
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how
Ok, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
Cause I ball hard
No bitch we ball harder
I am the Birdman
And I'm J-R-uh
Bitch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Bitch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
What you know about that?
I know all about that
Bitch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Can't see you lil' niggas, the money in the way
And I-I'm sitting high, a gansta ride blazed
If you ain't gonna ride fly then you may as well hate, shit
I gotta eat, yeah even though I ate
Even though it ain't my birthday but I got my name on the cake, shit
Believe that and if ya mans wanna play
I'mma fuck around and put the boy's brains on the table
Hey pick 'em up, fuck 'em, let 'em-lay
Where I'm from we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
Look, uptown, throw a stack at 'em
Make a song about me, I'm throwin' shots back at 'em (pop)
Bitch I'm a pipe, she like a crack addict
If she saw me cookin' eggs, she thought I was back at it
I grab my keys, ho I gotta go
I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle loafs
Cause nothing compares
What you know about that?
Nothing compares... to you
What you know about that?
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head
Nothing compares
What you know about that?
Nothing compares... to you
I know all about that
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head
I was with the kinda girl that make your toes curl
The lyrics of Girl Talk by Feed the Animals are as provocative, catchy, and undeniably controversial as hip-hop music can be. The song features a club-heavy beat with lyrics that glorify the lifestyle of a pimp while denigrating the reputation of women. The opening lyrics describe a woman as a "bitch" who only deserves to be with someone wearing a rubber, and who seeks money and attention from men. The lyrics suggest that the woman is to be objectified and treated as mere sexual objects for men's pleasure rather than respected individuals.
The song reflects a long-standing tradition in hip-hop of using women as nothing more than sexual objects, promiscuous girls, and obedient hoes. The lyrics seem to suggest that the only value a woman has is her sexuality, and it's used to fulfill men's desires. The chorus of the song is a refrain, which emphasizes that women are nothing more than sexual objects that men can use, disrespect, and walk all over, with no accountability. This song is a testament to how women are objectified and treated as second-class citizens in our society.
What makes Girl Talk stand out from other hip-hop tracks is its unapologetic and raw attitude. It openly celebrates the pimp lifestyle and the use of women for sexual satisfaction. Though the lyrics may be offensive to many, it challenges popular culture's double standards and hypocrisy about women's sexual identities. Girl Talk pushes the boundaries of what is considered acceptable and forces the conversation about the ongoing sexual objectification of women in hip-hop.
Line by Line Meaning
Play your part
Be true to yourself and do what you are meant to do
My bitch a choosy lover, never fuck without a rubber
My girlfriend is very cautious about sex and always uses protection
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover
She doesn't like to have sex under the sheets, prefers it on top
Money on the dresser, drive a compressor
She's a prostitute who receives money from clients and drives a luxury car
Top notch ho's get the most, not the lesser
Customers pay more for high-quality prostitutes, not lower-quality ones
Trash like the fuck for 40 dollars in the club
Some prostitutes will have sex with anyone for a low price in the club
Fucking up the game, bitch you gets no love
By behaving this way, you are not respected by other prostitutes
She be cross country givin' all that she got
She travels all over the country offering sexual services
A thousand a pop, I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot
She charges a thousand dollars per client and can afford luxury cars
I smashed up the gray one, bought me a red
He crashed his old car and bought a new, flashy one
Every time we hit the parking lot we turn heads
When we arrive in our car, people look at us and admire it
Some ho's wanna choose, but them bitches too scary
Some prostitutes might be picky about clients, but they are too afraid to take risks
Your bitch chose me, you ain't a pimp you a fairy
Your girlfriend chose me instead of you, you're not a real pimp, you're fake
Pump that shit
Play the music loudly and enjoy it
Now walk it out
Start dancing to the music
West Side walk it out
Represent the West Side while dancing
South Side walk it out
Represent the South Side while dancing
East Side walk it out
Represent the East Side while dancing
North Side walk it out
Represent the North Side while dancing
Now hit the dance floor
Continue dancing on the dance floor
And bend your back low
Bend your back while continuing to dance
She do it with no hands
She dances with her hands-free
Now stop pop and roll
Change how you're dancing to something more interesting and unique
I'm smoking bubba ho
I'm smoking marijuana
Now they in trouble ho
Now the authorities are after us because of what we're doing
I like the way she move
I find her dancing style attractive
An undercover ho
A prostitute who is trying to keep a low profile
It's on once again
The party/club night/scene is starting all over again
Patron once again
I'm going to drink Patron once again
I threw my head back
I threw my head back while drinking and enjoying the party
Then I froze like the Wind
I stopped moving and enjoyed the moment like everything froze around me
Bitch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
I have a lot of money, that's all you need to know about me
What you know about that?
You have no idea what it's like to be as successful as me
Can't see you lil' niggas, the money in the way
I don't have time for small-time people like you; my money is blocking my view
And I-I'm sitting high, a gansta ride blazed
I'm sitting in a cool car, smoking marijuana
If you ain't gonna ride fly then you may as well hate, shit
If you're not going to be as successful as me, then you might as well hate me
I gotta eat, yeah even though I ate
I still need to make money, even though I'm already rich
Even though it ain't my birthday but I got my name on the cake, shit
I'm successful enough to have my name on the cake even if it's not my birthday
Believe that and if ya mans wanna play
You can believe me, and if your friends want to challenge me, I'm ready for them
I'mma fuck around and put the boy's brains on the table
I'm going to hurt anyone who messes with me
Hey pick 'em up, fuck 'em, let 'em-lay
I'll knock them down and forget about them; they don't matter
Where I'm from we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
Where I come from, it's common to see dead bodies
Look, uptown, throw a stack at 'em
Let's go to the richer part of the city and show off our wealth and status
Make a song about me, I'm throwin' shots back at 'em (pop)
If someone insults me or makes a song about me, I'll throw insults back and show them what I'm capable of
Bitch I'm a pipe, she like a crack addict
I am a good lover, and she can't resist me
If she saw me cookin' eggs, she thought I was back at it
She gets turned on by anything I do because I'm such a good lover
I grab my keys, ho I gotta go
I'm ready to leave now
I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle loafs
I have my jacket and shoes for my motorcycle
Cause nothing compares
Nothing is better than her
Nothing compares... to you
No one compares to her
I was gettin' some head
I was receiving oral sex
Gettin', gettin' some head
Continuing to receive oral sex
I was with the kinda girl that make your toes curl
I was with a girl who was so good in bed, it made my toes curl
Contributed by Parker V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Marc Duarte
Animal Talk is insane! I was at a friends house when I first heard it. I wasn't paying too much attention because it was playing pretty low but I kept hearing these songs I knew, then paid closer attention and realized there was rapping and all these mash ups. I freaked and had to have them, and All Day and Feed the Animals are always on my ipod.
Zayne Fear
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Mary Victoria
Definitely one of my favourite albums! <3
Diana Cappiello
At 48:28, he samples a single bar from Buddy Knox's 1957 hit "Party Doll". The first time I heard it, I thought I imagined it, but I'm damn near certain that's what it is. That's just insane. Tell me if you agree!
Mattroks101
Girl Talk literally can sample anything.
kdown92
This is the best album ever it gives me chills
woowoo999
I LOVE this...absolutely love this!! thank you Girl Talk!! <3
Awesome keeper
When i was a small child i had a vision of world peace and this album was playing in the background. Not just musically but energetically, it supplied the world with the energy of change. The sun rose a little higher the next day and everything was a little bit brighter. Then to hear it all these years later with that drink and his 2step over Ace of Base, Thank you God. Thank you Girl Talk. Thank you Girl Talk God. Thank you Girl God.
venomvon
3:17 goes HARD! I can't stop replaying it haha
un disclosed
Simply great. Thanks.👍🎶