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Tangerine Lyrics


She said her name was Tangerine
Damn the American dream
She all about her fuckin' cream
So 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 cuff or 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 she choose?
She just whispers in my ear, I'm with you
I'm the type of dude
That sends your baby mama 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 splashin'
Ugh, bust one back of the 'llac, stabbin' hootie hoo
She know what's happenin'
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 fuckin' cream
So 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' southern playalistic
As we ridin' through the city lights
Monday Magic City night
Pass these around, momentarily they feelin' like
Gettin' right, good girls, got 'em gettin' busy like
Big dykes, eatin' 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 back seat, everything's fast like a track meet
All I can see is titties, pussy lips and ass cheeks
Actually, no exaggeration, no imaginin'
Real talk, my reality is yo' fantasy
Keisha, Kim, Tamika, Shay, Alicia and Gloria
Chasin' this broad tryin' to find euphoria
Name notorious, dick game glorious
Find me shawty when your boyfriend borin' you
Shake it like some Texas Pete
Droppin' on your collard greens
Make it hotter when 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
Smellin' like some tangerines
Rollin' like she on some beans
Garter belt full of greens
Booty bustin' out the seams
Shake it like a tambourine
She shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine
Watch her shake it like a tambourine
Once upon a rhyme I knew this girl and she was fine
As everything outdo's
The kind of girl I describe her like like 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 leavin' my fingerprints on her butt
A ten-hut, at attention as we stand for this woman
General Patton, boy stop, we think she cummin'
Lovin' the way that I'm dickin' her down, Boi you bluffin'
Nothin' but a nigga like me be straight up royal flushin'
But this ain't 'bout playin' no cards dummy
Her give me open mouth sugar and she go hard for me
Even take a charge for me, if the coppers caught us ridin'
To get a tray of fruit and a pack of 1 point 5's 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 fuckin' cream
So 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
Shake, shake it, shake, shake it
Shake, shake it, shake, shake it
Shake, shake it, shake, shake that ass
Shake, shake it, shake, shake it
Shake, shake it, shake, shake it
Shake, shake it, shake, shake that, shake that
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

Enjoy the lyrics !!!
Dino Paul Crocetti (born June 7, 1917 in Steubenville, Ohio; died December 25, 1995 in Beverly Hills, California), better known as Dean Martin and often referred to as the King of Cool, was an Italian American singer, actor, comedian and member of The Rat Pack who was signed to Frank Sinatra's Reprise Records. Despite the fact that Martin couldn't read music, he recorded more than 100 albums over his career, racking up major hits such as That's Amore, Volare and his signature tune Everybody Loves Somebody. He was also a successful film actor and won a Golden Globe nomination for his performance in Who Was That Lady?.

Born Dino Paul Crocetti in Steubenville, Ohio to Italian immigrant parents, Gaetano and Angela Crocetti (née Barra). His father was an immigrant from Abruzzo, Italy, and his mother was an Italian of part Neapolitan and part Sicilian ancestry. Martin was the younger of two sons. His brother was called Bill. Martin spoke only Italian until he started school at the age of five. He attended Grant Elementary School in Steubenville, Ohio and took up the drums as a hobby as a teenager. He was the target of much ridicule for his broken English and ultimately dropped out from Steubenville High School in the 10th grade because he thought that he was smarter than his teachers. He delivered bootleg liquor, served as a speakeasy croupier, wrote crafty anecdotes, was a blackjack dealer, worked in a steel mill and boxed as welterweight. He grew up a neighbor to Jimmy the Greek.

At the age of 15, he was a boxer who billed himself as "Kid Crochet". His prizefighting years earned him a broken nose (later straightened), a scarred lip, and many sets of broken knuckles (a result of not being able to afford the tape used to wrap boxers' hands). Of his twelve bouts, he would later say "I won all but eleven." For a time, he roomed with Sonny King, who, like Martin, was just starting in show business and had little money. It is said that Martin and King held bare-knuckle matches in their apartment, fighting until one of them was knocked out; people paid to watch.

Eventually, Martin gave up boxing. He worked as a roulette stickman and croupier in an illegal casino behind a tobacco shop where he had started as a stock boy. At the same time, he sang with local bands. Calling himself "Dino Martini" (after the then-famous Metropolitan Opera tenor, Nino Martini), he got his first break working for the Ernie McKay Orchestra. He sang in a crooning style influenced by Harry Mills (of the Mills Brothers), among others. In the early 1940s, he started singing for bandleader Sammy Watkins, who suggested he change his name to Dean Martin.

In October 1941, Martin married Elizabeth Anne McDonald. During their marriage (ended by divorce in 1949), they had four children. Martin worked for various bands throughout the early 1940s, mostly on looks and personality until he developed his own singing style. Martin famously flopped at the Riobamba, a high class nightclub in New York, when he succeeded Frank Sinatra in 1943, but it was the setting for their meeting.

Martin repeatedly sold 10 percent shares of his earnings for up front cash. He apparently did this so often that he found he had sold over 100 percent of his income. Such was his charm that most of his lenders forgave his debts and remained friends.

Drafted into the United States Army in 1944 during World War II, Martin served a year stationed in Akron, Ohio. He was then reclassified as 4-F (possibly due to a double hernia; Jerry Lewis referred to the surgery Martin needed for this in his autobiography) and was discharged.

By 1946, Martin was doing relatively well, but was still little more than an East Coast nightclub singer with a common style, similar to that of Bing Crosby. He drew audiences to the clubs he played, but he inspired none of the fanatic popularity enjoyed by Sinatra.

On March 21, 1987, Martin's son Dean Paul (formerly Dino of the '60s "teeny-bopper" rock group Dino, Desi & Billy) was killed when his F-4 Phantom II jet fighter crashed while flying with the California Air National Guard. A much-touted tour with Davis and Sinatra in 1988 sputtered. On one occasion, he infuriated Sinatra when he turned to him and muttered "Frank, what the hell are we doing up here?" Martin, who always responded best to a club audience, felt lost in the huge stadiums they were performing in (at Sinatra's insistence), and he was not the least bit interested in drinking until dawn after their performances. His final Vegas shows were at the Bally's Hotel in 1989. It was there he had his final reunion with Jerry Lewis on his 72nd birthday. Martin's last two TV appearances both involved tributes to his former Rat Pack members. In May of 1990, he attended Sammy Davis. Jr's 60th birthday celebration (only a few weeks before Davis died from throat cancer) and a few months later in December 1990, he congratulated Frank Sinatra on his 75th birthday special. By 1991, Martin had unofficially retired from performing.

His acting career achievements include being the "ladies' man" counterpart of Jerry Lewis in a series of comedies, and a main member of the Rat Pack, which also included Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis, Jr., Peter Lawford, and Joey Bishop. Martin often seemed to be dead drunk on national TV in his long variety show run on NBC. The fact that America saw his show as charming and wholesome anyway is a testament not only to the culture of the time but to Martin's own great charm.

Dean was well-known as a family man and his "drinking" was just an act. It used to bother Frank Sinatra - who was a big drinker - that Dean went home early to be with his wife and kids, rather than go hitting the bars with him. In a recent biography, one of Dean's sons related that the only record of Dean that he and his wife played at home was one of his country western albums.

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