Ahhh, female rappers. A curious breed. They can't really rap about like, selling coke and shooting people and stuff, so they mainly just talk about beating up other women and taking on prodigious amounts of dick. Seriously, why can't real women be like this? "Hey, I take so many dicks and I'm so awesome at laying there and getting cocked". Oh, really? He's my phone, email, fax, pager and social security numbers. We should meet up and touch our gens together.
Anyway, in the song N.B.C. (Nore, Baltimore, Cam'Ron), with, well...Noreaga and Cam'Ron, the little minx above, who goes by the name Charli Baltimore, drops this fine lyric (and you can see that there's plenty more awesomeness where that came from):
[Charli Baltimore]
Fools ain't ever know, the ghettos be the baddest clique
Charli's Angels, tangle with devil's advocate
Hoes mad cause our pussies got the fattest clits
Uhhhh...congrats? Hoes are jealous of the size of your clits? Who the fuck even notices or says anything about that?
"Hey, Vern...DID YOU SEE THE SIZE OF THAT CHICK'S CLIT?!??!?"
"Uh, no Jim...she was wearing pants."
"YOU COULD SEE IT THROUGH THE PANTS!"
"Great. Stop yelling at me."
What a weird thing to brag about. Just goes to show how much it sucks to be a female rapper and how you are behind the 8-ball right from the point you delve face first into that idea. Or it's vagina. Or something like that.
Sure is tricky to rock a rhyme right on time. Especially for a chick rapper.
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