Sing along with the skanks

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I’m giggling like a prepubescent boy that “It’s Hard Out Here for a Pimp‿ has been nominated for Best Song, because, you know, it’s got dirty words in it.

Here’s the official Academy stance on the subject: The “f‿ word is out, but “bitches‿ is OK. Three 6 Mafia, who wrote the song and will be performing it Sunday night, have been asked to substitute some of the more offensive words. “As long as the Academy approves it, it’s cool,‿ the group’s Jordan “Juicy J‿ Houston told Reuters.

Take that, bitches!

It’s hard to imagine that a few word changes will make this ditty palatable for family audiences, and I haven’t heard what they plan to do about the “n‿ word. Have you ever heard a more “ho‿-happy song? This will be the first rap performance at the Oscars – Eminem’s “Lose Yourself‿ was nominated in 2003 for “8 Mile,‿ but it wasn’t performed. Just in case, there will be a 5-second delay during the telecast.

But why just passively listen? Here are the song’s lyrics, for your crooning pleasure:

[Chorus 2X: Shug - singing] + (Djay)

You know it's hard out here for a pimp (you ain't knowin)
When he tryin to get this money for the rent (you ain't knowin)
For the Cadillacs and gas money spent (you ain't knowin)
[1] Because a whole lot of bitches talkin s--- (you ain't knowin)
[2] Will have a whole lot of bitches talkin s--- (you ain't knowin)

[Djay]
In my eyes I done seen some crazy thangs in the streets
Gotta couple ho’s workin on the changes for me
But I gotta keep my game tight like Kobe on game night
Like takin from a ho don't know no better, I know that ain't right
Done seen people killed, done seen people deal
Done seen people live in poverty with no meals
It's f----- up where I live, but that's just how it is
It might be new to you, but it's been like this for years
It's blood sweat and tears when it come down to this s---
I'm tryin to get rich 'fore I leave up out this bitch
I'm tryin to have thangs but it's hard fo' a pimp
But I'm prayin and I'm hopin to God I don't slip, yeah

[Chorus]

[Djay]
Man it seems like I'm duckin dodgin bullets everyday
Niggaz hatin on me cause I got, ho’s on the tray
But I gotta stay paid, gotta stay above water
Couldn't keep up with my ho’s, that's when s--- got harder
North Memphis where I'm from, I'm 7th Street bound
Where niggaz all the time end up lost and never found
Man these girls think we prove thangs, leave a big head
They come hopin every night, they don't end up bein dead
Wait I got a snow bunny, and a black girl too
You pay the right price and they'll both do you
That's the way the game goes, gotta keep it strictly pimpin
Gotta have my hustle tight, makin change off these women, yeah

[Chorus]

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I heard to make this more family friendly, they were going to have Elmo come out and pimp slap one of the back-up dancers.

By the way, Paige, I have been looking for something that rhymes wtith 'pimp' for my rap. Any thoughts?

Peace out - beyootch.

Why can't we simply celebrate the achievements of these artists without joke or ridicule?

Let's try something a little different for a change? How about that?

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