NSFW: 17 Of The Most Shocking Music Video Moments This Century
Here's 17 moments that left us SHOOK...
Friday, May 26, 2017 - 09:30
There’s nothing quite like a music video to get the world talking, from stripping off naked to making a statement, our favourite artists just can’t help themselves by causing controversy in front of the camera.
Soon, we'll be asking you to name your Greatest Music Video Of The Century but first we're taking a look at who has left us shook with their on-screen antics. Here are our most shocking music video moments like, EVER…
WARNING: Most of these music videos contain explicit material:
1. Miley Cyrus - 'Wrecking Ball'
Many questioned whether Miley Cyrus had gone too far when the music video for 'Wrecking Ball' premiered. The Terry Richardson-directed clip features Mi-Cy naked, swinging on a wrecking ball and suggestively licking a sledgehammer - a far cry from her innocent Hannah Montana image. Earlier this month, Miley expressed some regret over the promo, saying it would be her “worst nightmare” to have it played at her funeral. Oops…
We clawed, we chained our hearts in vain
We jumped, never asking why
We kissed, I fell under your spell
A love no one could deny
Don't you ever say I just walked away
I will always want you
I can't live a lie, running for my life
I will always want you
I came in like a wrecking ball
I never hit so hard in love
All I wanted was to break your walls
All you ever did was wreck me
Yeah you, you wreck me
I put you high up in the sky
And now, you're not coming down
It slowly turned, you let me burn
And now, we're ashes on the ground
Don't you ever say I just walked away
I will always want you
I can't live a lie, running for my life
I will always want you
I came in like a wrecking ball
I never hit so hard in love
All I wanted was to break your walls
All you ever did was wreck me
I came in like a wrecking ball
Yeah, I just closed my eyes and swung
Left me crashing in a blazin' fall
All you ever did was wreck me
Yeah you, you wreck me
I never meant to start a war
I just wanted you to let me in
And instead of using force
I guess I should've let you in
I never meant to start a war
I just wanted you to let me in
I guess I should've let you in
Don't you ever say I just walked away
I will always want you
I came in like a wrecking ball
I never hit so hard in love
All I wanted was to break your walls
All you ever did was wreck me
I came in like a wrecking ball
Yeah, I just closed my eyes and swung
Left me crashing in a blazin' fall
All you ever did was wreck me
Yeah you, you wreck me
Yeah you, you wreck me
We jumped, never asking why
We kissed, I fell under your spell
A love no one could deny
Don't you ever say I just walked away
I will always want you
I can't live a lie, running for my life
I will always want you
I came in like a wrecking ball
I never hit so hard in love
All I wanted was to break your walls
All you ever did was wreck me
Yeah you, you wreck me
I put you high up in the sky
And now, you're not coming down
It slowly turned, you let me burn
And now, we're ashes on the ground
Don't you ever say I just walked away
I will always want you
I can't live a lie, running for my life
I will always want you
I came in like a wrecking ball
I never hit so hard in love
All I wanted was to break your walls
All you ever did was wreck me
I came in like a wrecking ball
Yeah, I just closed my eyes and swung
Left me crashing in a blazin' fall
All you ever did was wreck me
Yeah you, you wreck me
I never meant to start a war
I just wanted you to let me in
And instead of using force
I guess I should've let you in
I never meant to start a war
I just wanted you to let me in
I guess I should've let you in
Don't you ever say I just walked away
I will always want you
I came in like a wrecking ball
I never hit so hard in love
All I wanted was to break your walls
All you ever did was wreck me
I came in like a wrecking ball
Yeah, I just closed my eyes and swung
Left me crashing in a blazin' fall
All you ever did was wreck me
Yeah you, you wreck me
Yeah you, you wreck me
Writer(s): Gottwald Lukasz, Mcdonald Maureen Anne, Kim David K
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
2. Christina Aguilera Ft. Redman - 'Dirrty'
Long before naked Miley on her wrecking ball came Xtina wearing a bikini and bottom baring chaps! With the promo for 'Dirrty' doing exactly what it said on the tin, Aguilera well and truly ditched her bubblegum pop image in favour of becoming a sweaty, sl*tdropping boxer! It also features Xtina getting down and dirty in mud. We feel filthy for even watching…
3. Robin Thicke Ft. T.I. & Pharrell Williams - 'Blurred Lines'
Robin and his hashtag #THICKE caused all kinds of controversy when the video for 'Blurred Lines' was released in March 2013. The clip saw Thicke and collaborators Pharrell Williams and T.I. flirting with naked models - including Emily Ratajkowski. Despite the X-rated video causing a stir for objectifying women, director Diane Martel insisted it was “goofy and innocent”. If you say so, Diane…
Everybody, get up
Everybody, get up (hey, hey, hey)
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
(Turn it up)
If you can't hear what I'm trying to say
If you can't read from the same page
Maybe I'm going deaf (hey, hey, hey)
Maybe I'm going blind (hey, hey, hey)
Maybe I'm out my mind (hey, hey, hey)
Okay, now he was close
Tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal
Baby, it's in your nature (meow)
Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey)
You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey)
That man is not your maker (hey, hey, hey)
And that's why I'm gon' take a
Good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get past me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
What do they make dreams for when you got them jeans on?
What do we need steam for?
You the hottest bitch in this place
I feel so lucky (hey, hey, hey)
You wanna hug me (hey, hey, hey)
What rhymes with hug me? (hey, hey, hey)
Hey! (Everybody, get up)
Okay, now he was close
Tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal
Baby, it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey)
You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey)
That man is not your maker (hey, hey, hey)
And that's why I'm gon' take a
Good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get past me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines (I hate them lines)
I know you want it (I hate them lines)
I know you want it (I hate them lines)
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
One thing I ask of you
Let me be the one you back that ass up to (come on)
Go, from Malibu to Paris, boo
Yeah, had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you
So, hit me up when you pass through
I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two
Swag on 'em even when you dress casual
I mean, it's almost unbearable
In a hundred years not dare, would I?
Pull a Pharcyde, let you pass me by
Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you
He don't smack that ass and pull your hair for you (you like it)
So I'm just watching and waiting
For you to salute the truly pimping
Not many women can refuse this pimping
I'm a nice guy, but don't get confused, this pimping
Shake your rump
Get down, get up-a
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt
What you don't like work?
Hey! (Everybody, get up)
Baby, can you breathe?
I got this from Jamaica
It always works for me
Dakota to Decatur
No more pretending (hey, hey, hey)
'Cause now you winning (hey, hey, hey)
Here's our beginning (hey, hey, hey)
I always wanted a
Good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get past me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
Everybody, get up
Everybody, get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Everybody, get up (hey, hey, hey)
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
(Turn it up)
If you can't hear what I'm trying to say
If you can't read from the same page
Maybe I'm going deaf (hey, hey, hey)
Maybe I'm going blind (hey, hey, hey)
Maybe I'm out my mind (hey, hey, hey)
Okay, now he was close
Tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal
Baby, it's in your nature (meow)
Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey)
You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey)
That man is not your maker (hey, hey, hey)
And that's why I'm gon' take a
Good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get past me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
What do they make dreams for when you got them jeans on?
What do we need steam for?
You the hottest bitch in this place
I feel so lucky (hey, hey, hey)
You wanna hug me (hey, hey, hey)
What rhymes with hug me? (hey, hey, hey)
Hey! (Everybody, get up)
Okay, now he was close
Tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal
Baby, it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey)
You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey)
That man is not your maker (hey, hey, hey)
And that's why I'm gon' take a
Good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get past me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines (I hate them lines)
I know you want it (I hate them lines)
I know you want it (I hate them lines)
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
One thing I ask of you
Let me be the one you back that ass up to (come on)
Go, from Malibu to Paris, boo
Yeah, had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you
So, hit me up when you pass through
I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two
Swag on 'em even when you dress casual
I mean, it's almost unbearable
In a hundred years not dare, would I?
Pull a Pharcyde, let you pass me by
Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you
He don't smack that ass and pull your hair for you (you like it)
So I'm just watching and waiting
For you to salute the truly pimping
Not many women can refuse this pimping
I'm a nice guy, but don't get confused, this pimping
Shake your rump
Get down, get up-a
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt
What you don't like work?
Hey! (Everybody, get up)
Baby, can you breathe?
I got this from Jamaica
It always works for me
Dakota to Decatur
No more pretending (hey, hey, hey)
'Cause now you winning (hey, hey, hey)
Here's our beginning (hey, hey, hey)
I always wanted a
Good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get past me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me
Everybody, get up
Everybody, get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Writer(s): Pharrell L Williams, Clifford Joseph Harris, Robin Thicke
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
4. Katy Perry Ft. Snoop Dogg - 'California Gurls'
Just when we thought Katy was made of sugar, spice and all things nice, Perry went totally naked on a cotton candy cloud for the 2010 video for 'California Gurls', giving young boys everywhere that Teenage Dream she couldn’t stop singing about. The video also saw her squirting whipped-cream from her boobs. Wowzas…
Greetings, loved ones
Let's take a journey
I, know a place
Where the grass is really greener
Warm, wet and wild
There must be something in the water
Sipping gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees (Undone)
The boys break their necks
Tryna creep a little sneak peek (At us)
You could travel the world
But nothing comes close to the golden coast
Once you party with us
You'll be falling in love
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls, we're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin so hot, we'll melt your popsicle
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls, we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock
West Coast represent, now put your hands up
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sex (Sex) on the beach
We don't mind sand in our stilettos
We freak in my Jeep
Snoop Doggy Dogg on the stereo, oh-oh
You could travel the world (You could travel the world)
But nothing comes close to the golden coast
Once you party with us (Once you party with us)
You'll be falling in love
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls, we're unforgettable (California)
Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin so hot, we'll melt your popsicle
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls (California), we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock
West Coast represent (West Coast), now put your hands up
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Toned, tan, fit and ready
Turn it up cause it's getting heavy
Wild, wild, West Coast
These are the girls I love the most
I mean the ones, I mean like she's the one
Kiss her, touch her, squeeze her buns (Uh!)
The girl's a freak
She drive a Jeep and live on the beach
I'm okay, I won't play
I love the Bay just like I love L.A.
Venice Beach and Palm Springs
Summertime is everything
Homeboys banging out
All that ass hanging out
Bikinis, zucchinis, martinis, no weenies
Just the king and a queenie
Katy, my lady (Yeah?)
Lookie here, baby (Uh-huh)
I'm all up on ya
'Cause you representing California (Oh-oh, yeah)
California girls, we're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin so hot, we'll melt your popsicle
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Come on, come on)
California girls, we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock
West Coast represent (West Coast, West Coast)
Now put your hands up (Aye, aye)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California, California girs
California girls, man
(California) Hahahaha
California girls
Let's take a journey
I, know a place
Where the grass is really greener
Warm, wet and wild
There must be something in the water
Sipping gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees (Undone)
The boys break their necks
Tryna creep a little sneak peek (At us)
You could travel the world
But nothing comes close to the golden coast
Once you party with us
You'll be falling in love
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls, we're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin so hot, we'll melt your popsicle
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls, we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock
West Coast represent, now put your hands up
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sex (Sex) on the beach
We don't mind sand in our stilettos
We freak in my Jeep
Snoop Doggy Dogg on the stereo, oh-oh
You could travel the world (You could travel the world)
But nothing comes close to the golden coast
Once you party with us (Once you party with us)
You'll be falling in love
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls, we're unforgettable (California)
Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin so hot, we'll melt your popsicle
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls (California), we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock
West Coast represent (West Coast), now put your hands up
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Toned, tan, fit and ready
Turn it up cause it's getting heavy
Wild, wild, West Coast
These are the girls I love the most
I mean the ones, I mean like she's the one
Kiss her, touch her, squeeze her buns (Uh!)
The girl's a freak
She drive a Jeep and live on the beach
I'm okay, I won't play
I love the Bay just like I love L.A.
Venice Beach and Palm Springs
Summertime is everything
Homeboys banging out
All that ass hanging out
Bikinis, zucchinis, martinis, no weenies
Just the king and a queenie
Katy, my lady (Yeah?)
Lookie here, baby (Uh-huh)
I'm all up on ya
'Cause you representing California (Oh-oh, yeah)
California girls, we're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin so hot, we'll melt your popsicle
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Come on, come on)
California girls, we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock
West Coast represent (West Coast, West Coast)
Now put your hands up (Aye, aye)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California, California girs
California girls, man
(California) Hahahaha
California girls
Writer(s): Bonnie Mckee, Max Martin, Brian Douglas Wilson, Calvin Broadus, Lukasz Gottwald, Mike E. Love, Benjamin Levin, Katy Perry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
5. Kanye West - 'Famous'
Following THAT feud with Taylor Swift, Yeezy took aim at Taylor with his 'Famous' video. It featured the naked sleeping body of Swift, alongside the likes of Donald Trump, Rihanna, Chris Brown, Caitlyn Jenner, ex-girlfriend Amber Rose, wife Kim Kardashian and Kanye himself. West has never revealed which of the naked celebs were real, but we’re guessing Taylor skipped this naked sleepover…
Man I can understand how it might be
Kinda hard to love a girl like me
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
Swizz told me let the beat rock
For all my Southside niggas that know me best
I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex
Why? I made that bitch famous (Goddamn)
I made that bitch famous
For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West
If you see 'em in the streets give 'em Kanye's best
Why? They mad they ain't famous (Goddamn)
They mad they still nameless (Talk that talk, man)
Her man in the store tryna try his best
But he just can't seem to get Kanye fresh
But we still hood famous (Goddamn)
Yeah we still hood famous
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
Wake up, Mr. West!
I just wanted you to know (Oh, he's up!)
I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin'
That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin'
She in school to be a real estate agent
Last month I helped her with the car payment
Young and we alive, whoo!
We never gonna die, whoo!
I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt
Put one up in the sky
The sun is in my eyes, whoo!
Woke up and felt the vibe, whoo!
No matter how hard they try, whoo!
We never gonna die
I just wanted you to know
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam bam, bam bam dilla
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey
How you feeling right now? Let me see your lighters in the air
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey
Let me see your middle finger in the air
'Ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam bam, bam
Let me see you act up in this motherfucker
Bam 'ey 'ey 'ey
What a bam bam (how you feelin'?)
How you feelin'?
How you feelin' in this mother fucker, god damn
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey (one thing you can't do is stop us now)
Bam bam,'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam bam, bam bam dilla
You can't stop the thing now
'Ey 'ey 'ey
Man it's way too late, it's way too late
It's way too late you can't fuck with us
'Ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam, 'ey 'ey 'ey
What a bam
Bam, 'ey 'ey 'ey
To the left, to the right
Bam dilla, bam bam
I wanna see everybody hands in the air like this, ayy
Bam bam dilla
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
Kinda hard to love a girl like me
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
Swizz told me let the beat rock
For all my Southside niggas that know me best
I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex
Why? I made that bitch famous (Goddamn)
I made that bitch famous
For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West
If you see 'em in the streets give 'em Kanye's best
Why? They mad they ain't famous (Goddamn)
They mad they still nameless (Talk that talk, man)
Her man in the store tryna try his best
But he just can't seem to get Kanye fresh
But we still hood famous (Goddamn)
Yeah we still hood famous
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
Wake up, Mr. West!
I just wanted you to know (Oh, he's up!)
I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin'
That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin'
She in school to be a real estate agent
Last month I helped her with the car payment
Young and we alive, whoo!
We never gonna die, whoo!
I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt
Put one up in the sky
The sun is in my eyes, whoo!
Woke up and felt the vibe, whoo!
No matter how hard they try, whoo!
We never gonna die
I just wanted you to know
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam bam, bam bam dilla
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey
How you feeling right now? Let me see your lighters in the air
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey
Let me see your middle finger in the air
'Ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam bam, bam
Let me see you act up in this motherfucker
Bam 'ey 'ey 'ey
What a bam bam (how you feelin'?)
How you feelin'?
How you feelin' in this mother fucker, god damn
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey (one thing you can't do is stop us now)
Bam bam,'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam bam, bam bam dilla
You can't stop the thing now
'Ey 'ey 'ey
Man it's way too late, it's way too late
It's way too late you can't fuck with us
'Ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam, 'ey 'ey 'ey
What a bam
Bam, 'ey 'ey 'ey
To the left, to the right
Bam dilla, bam bam
I wanna see everybody hands in the air like this, ayy
Bam bam dilla
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey 'ey
Bam bam 'ey 'ey 'ey
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
Writer(s): Kanye West, Luis Bacalov
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
6. Nicki Minaj - 'Anaconda'
Nicki Minaj is no stranger to shocking us with her most famous ass-et, and her 2014 promo for 'Anaconda' is no exception. It features her bootylicious behind on full display, as well as giving pal Drake a seductive lap dance. And with the song containing the lines “Oh my gosh, look at her butt,” it was hard not to take a peek, Nicki…
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy, used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins
Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace
Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish
Now that's real, real, real
Gun in my purse, bitch, I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I had them pushin' daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck him in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills he keep tellin' me to chill
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He say he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab
So I pulled up in the Jag and I hit him with the jab like
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (Look at her butt)
Look at, look at, look at, look, at her butt
This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
Dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
Real country-ass nigga, let me play with his rifle
Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil
Now that bang, bang, bang
I let him hit it 'cause he slang cocaine
He toss my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck him in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills and he telling me to chill
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He say he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab
So I pulled up in the Jag mayweather with the jab like
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (Look at her butt)
Look at, look at, look at, look, at her butt
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Oh my god, look at her butt
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Don't, my anaconda don't
Don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (Look at her butt)
Look at, look at, look at, look, at her butt
Yeah, he love this fat ass aha!
Yeah! This one is for my
Bitches with a fat ass in the fucking club
I said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club?
Fuck those skinny bitches!
Fuck those skinny bitches in the club!
I wanna see all the big fat ass
Bitches in the muthafuckin' club
Fuck you if you skinny bitches, what? Kyuh
Aha! Kyuh
I got a big fat ass (Ass, ass, ass) Kyuh
Come on!
Hey, hey, hey!
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy, used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins
Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace
Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish
Now that's real, real, real
Gun in my purse, bitch, I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I had them pushin' daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck him in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills he keep tellin' me to chill
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He say he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab
So I pulled up in the Jag and I hit him with the jab like
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (Look at her butt)
Look at, look at, look at, look, at her butt
This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
Dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
Real country-ass nigga, let me play with his rifle
Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil
Now that bang, bang, bang
I let him hit it 'cause he slang cocaine
He toss my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck him in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills and he telling me to chill
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He say he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab
So I pulled up in the Jag mayweather with the jab like
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (Look at her butt)
Look at, look at, look at, look, at her butt
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Oh my god, look at her butt
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Don't, my anaconda don't
Don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (Look at her butt)
Look at, look at, look at, look, at her butt
Yeah, he love this fat ass aha!
Yeah! This one is for my
Bitches with a fat ass in the fucking club
I said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club?
Fuck those skinny bitches!
Fuck those skinny bitches in the club!
I wanna see all the big fat ass
Bitches in the muthafuckin' club
Fuck you if you skinny bitches, what? Kyuh
Aha! Kyuh
I got a big fat ass (Ass, ass, ass) Kyuh
Come on!
Hey, hey, hey!
Writer(s): Jones Jamal F, Clark Ernest Jr
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
7. Rihanna - 'S&M'
With a song titled 'S&M', Rihanna didn’t disappoint with the accompanying clip! Featuring lots of latex, bananas, bondage gear and Perez Hilton gagged on a leash – it proved that while RiRi may be bad, she’s perfectly good at it! However, not everyone was a fan, with the clip immediately banned in eleven countries due to it’s highly sexual content. See what all the fuss was about below…
Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
Na-na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
Na-na-na-na
Feels so good being bad (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
There's no way I'm turning back (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Now the pain is for pleasure
'Cause nothing can measure (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Love is great, love is fine (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Out the box, outta line (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it
Love is great, love is fine (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Out the box, outta line (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me, oh, you turn me on
It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong
And meet me in my boudoir
Make my body say ah, ah, ah, I like it (like it)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
Na-na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
Na-na-na-na
Feels so good being bad (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
There's no way I'm turning back (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Now the pain is for pleasure
'Cause nothing can measure (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Love is great, love is fine (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Out the box, outta line (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it
Love is great, love is fine (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Out the box, outta line (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me, oh, you turn me on
It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong
And meet me in my boudoir
Make my body say ah, ah, ah, I like it (like it)
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
Na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
S, S, S and M, M, M
Writer(s): Mikkel Storleer Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen, Esther Renay Dean, Sandy Julien Wilhelm
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
8. Eric Prydz - 'Call On Me'
Yaaas more nudity! 2004 saw Eric Prydz release the music video for 'Call On Me' - featuring several scantily clad women performing sexually suggestive moves in a gym class. Led by dancer and choreographer Deanne Berry, it’s often referred to as the Sexiest Music Video of All Time and who are we to disagree…
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me (me, me, me...)
Call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me (me, me, me...)
Call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me, call on me
Call on me
I'm the same boy I used to be
Writer(s): Steve Winwood, Will Jennings, Eric Sheridan Prydz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
9. Britney Spears - 'Toxic'
Britney got everyone talking in 2003 with her 'Toxic' promo, which saw the pop princess dress as a naughty air hostess, who joins the mile high club with a male passenger. If that wasn’t raunchy enough, Spears left us even hotter under the collar by going naked with nothing but diamonds covering her modesty. Shocking behaviour, Spears…
10. Benny Benassi - 'Satisfaction'
What better way to cause a stir than featuring women in sexy, skimpy construction gear, operating power tools! That’s exactly what happened in Benny Benassi’s clip for 'Satisfaction', with the video branded so outrageous, it was relegated to nighttime hours. We are still shook from all that drilling!
11. M.I.A. - 'Born Free'
Back in 2010, M.I.A. proved that you didn’t have to get naked to shock with a music video. Her promo for 'Born Free' depicted genocide against red haired people, and despite some critics hailing the video for tackling some tough topics, it was banned from YouTube in both the US and UK due to its violent and graphic content.
12. Lady Gaga - 'Alejandro'
Lady Gaga got the world talking with her 2010 promo for 'Alejandro', with the star angering religious groups by dressing as a nun and swallowing rosary beads in the clip. She was accused of trying to shock Catholics and Christians with her antics, with Gaga only antagonising them further by portraying Mary Magadalene in the music video for Judas, released in 2011. Whoops…
I know that we are young
And I know that you may love me
But I just can't be with you like this anymore
Alejandro
She's got both hands in her pocket
And she won't look at you, won't look at you
She hides true love en su bolsillo
She's got a halo around her finger, around you
You know that I love you, boy
Hot like Mexico, rejoice
At this point, I've gotta choose
Nothing to lose
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Stop, please, just let me go
Alejandro, just let me go
She's not broken, she's just a baby
But her boyfriend's like her dad, just like a dad
And all those flames that burned before him
Now he's gotta firefight, got cool the bad
You know that I love you, boy
Hot like Mexico, rejoice
At this point, I've gotta choose
Nothing to lose
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Don't bother me, don't bother me, Alejandro
Don't call my name, don't call my name, bye, Fernando
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Alejandro
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch, Fernando
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro
And I know that you may love me
But I just can't be with you like this anymore
Alejandro
She's got both hands in her pocket
And she won't look at you, won't look at you
She hides true love en su bolsillo
She's got a halo around her finger, around you
You know that I love you, boy
Hot like Mexico, rejoice
At this point, I've gotta choose
Nothing to lose
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Stop, please, just let me go
Alejandro, just let me go
She's not broken, she's just a baby
But her boyfriend's like her dad, just like a dad
And all those flames that burned before him
Now he's gotta firefight, got cool the bad
You know that I love you, boy
Hot like Mexico, rejoice
At this point, I've gotta choose
Nothing to lose
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Don't bother me, don't bother me, Alejandro
Don't call my name, don't call my name, bye, Fernando
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Alejandro
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch, Fernando
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Alejandro, Alejandro
Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Alejandro
I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette and hush
Don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro
Writer(s): Stefani Germanotta, Nadir Khayat
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
13. Bring Me The Horizon – 'Follow Me'
Ah, there’s nothing like a bloody gory apocalypse to cause a stir, with Bring Me The Horizon releasing the NSFW video for 'Follow Me' in 2016. Featuring a series of violent events, which are described by commentators as the end of the world, the brutally graphic clip focuses on violence, murder, arson and criminal damage as a man listens to the song, oblivious to the events going on around him. Just when we thought it couldn’t get any worse, a Golden Retriever is shot and killed by a mailman. Emoji shocked face doesn’t even cover it…
My head is haunting me, and my heart feels like a ghost
I need to feel something 'cause I'm still so far from home
Cross your heart and hope to die
Promise me you'll never leave my side
Show me what I can't see when the spark in my eyes is gone
You got me on my knees, I'm your one-man cult
Cross my heart and hope to die
Promise you I'll never leave your side
'Cause I'm telling you, you're all I need
I promise you, you're all I see
'Cause I'm telling you, you're all I need
I'll never leave
So you can drag me through hell
If it meant I could hold your hand
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell
And you can throw me to the flames
I will follow you, I will follow you
Come sink into me and let me breathe you in
I'll be your gravity, you be my oxygen
So dig two graves 'cause when you die
I swear I'll be leaving by your side
So you can drag me through hell
If it meant I could hold your hand
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell
And you can throw me to the flames
I will follow you
So you can drag me through hell
If it meant I could hold your hand
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell
And you can throw me to the flames
I will follow you, I will follow you
I will follow you, I will follow you
So you can drag me through hell
If it meant I could hold your hand
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell
And you can throw me to the flames
I will follow you, I will follow you
I need to feel something 'cause I'm still so far from home
Cross your heart and hope to die
Promise me you'll never leave my side
Show me what I can't see when the spark in my eyes is gone
You got me on my knees, I'm your one-man cult
Cross my heart and hope to die
Promise you I'll never leave your side
'Cause I'm telling you, you're all I need
I promise you, you're all I see
'Cause I'm telling you, you're all I need
I'll never leave
So you can drag me through hell
If it meant I could hold your hand
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell
And you can throw me to the flames
I will follow you, I will follow you
Come sink into me and let me breathe you in
I'll be your gravity, you be my oxygen
So dig two graves 'cause when you die
I swear I'll be leaving by your side
So you can drag me through hell
If it meant I could hold your hand
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell
And you can throw me to the flames
I will follow you
So you can drag me through hell
If it meant I could hold your hand
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell
And you can throw me to the flames
I will follow you, I will follow you
I will follow you, I will follow you
So you can drag me through hell
If it meant I could hold your hand
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell
And you can throw me to the flames
I will follow you, I will follow you
Writer(s): David Cory Lee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
14. Eminem - 'Stan'
Actor Devon Sawa and singer Dido act out the lyrics to Eminem’s 2000 track 'Stan', telling the tragic tale of an obsessed fan’s infatuation with Slim Shady. The video set tongues wagging because of its graphic content, with the broadcast version losing the part where a heavily pregnant Dido is bound and gagged in Stan’s car boot as he drives drunk off a bridge to commit suicide.
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend killed himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
Four hours and you just said "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad, though, i just don't like bein lied to
Remeber when we met in Denver,
You said if I write to you you would write back
See, I'm just like you in way
I never knew my father neither,
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs
So when i have a shitty day, I drift away and put em on
Cause I ain't really got shit else
So that shit helps when i'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey, Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air Tonight"
About that guy, who coulda saved that other guy from drownin'
But didn't then Phil saw it all then at that show he found him
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drownin'
No it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted, was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures of the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
Cause if she she'll suffer more, and then she'll die, too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must've missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clowning dog
C'mon how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counselling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Damn...
Damn...
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend killed himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
Four hours and you just said "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad, though, i just don't like bein lied to
Remeber when we met in Denver,
You said if I write to you you would write back
See, I'm just like you in way
I never knew my father neither,
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs
So when i have a shitty day, I drift away and put em on
Cause I ain't really got shit else
So that shit helps when i'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey, Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air Tonight"
About that guy, who coulda saved that other guy from drownin'
But didn't then Phil saw it all then at that show he found him
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drownin'
No it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted, was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures of the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
Cause if she she'll suffer more, and then she'll die, too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must've missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clowning dog
C'mon how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counselling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Damn...
Damn...
Writer(s): Marshall Mathers, Dido Armstrong, Paul Philip Herman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
15. Robbie Williams - 'Rock DJ'
Robbie takes some drastic action to be centre of attention in his 'Rock DJ' music video. After being ignored by some roller-skating babes, he strips naked! However, he doesn’t stop there - taking off his skin and muscle, throwing it at the girls, with the star left as a dancing skeleton. Despite no Robbies being harmed during the making of this video, it was a shocking move from Williams, due to its explicit content. Thanks Robbie, you’ve put us off our lunch…
By Jo Marsh
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