Crazy bitch

Nunca me ha gustado mucho la música gringa, menos el hip hop y menos el hip hop que intenta ser hip hop y no lo es. Pero hay excepciones y las excepciones siempre son exquisitas.
Outkast es esa excepcion, más espécificamente su grandioso disco doble Speakerboxxx/The Love Below el cual es una obra maestra, lo digo con todas sus letras. Y bueno, cada disco grandioso tiene una canción de puta madre y si hay una canción de putisima madre en ese disco en Roses.
La letra es directa, rencorosa y con una música que hace imposible el no tararerarla todo el día después que la escuchas. Bueno y el video, ese es asunto aparte. No hay mejor canción que la que tiene un video entretenido, bonus que no aparecen en la versión original de la canción y gente famosa tan caperuza (jajaja) como la inigualable Paula Abdul (más ja), Lukas Haas y Kevin Mcdonald entre otros.
Acá va la letra

Roses
Caroline! Caroline!
All the guys would say she's mighty fine
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short
Yeah, now dig this, even though
You'd need a golden calculator to divide
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo

Caroline! See she's the reason for the word "bitch"
I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
Trying to hurry up to get to some
Baller or singer or somebody like that
And try to put on her makeup in the mirror
And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!)
She needs a golden calculator to divide
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo

Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said "Would you call me?"
She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pausing"
Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!

I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo

Better come back down to Mars Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough get so low Bitch, you ain't that fine
No way.. no way.. no way

Crazy bitch Bitch,
stupid ass bitch
Old punk ass bitch,
old dumbass bitch
A bitch is a bitch, just a bitch