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On this day in 1999, Eminem dropped “The Slim Shady LP”

Although it didn’t age the best, songs like “If I Had”, “Role Model”, and “My Name Is” helped Em debut at number 2 selling 283,000 copies first week eventually going 4x platinum in November.

ROSÉ

Artistas: Christina Aguilera, Mýa, Pink, Lil' Kim (Estados Unidos)

Album: Moulin Rouge! Soundtrack 

Año: 2001

Género: Pop, Hip Hop, Hip Hop Soul, R&B

Premios: Premio Grammy a la Mejor Colaboración Vocal de Pop 

Compositores: Kenny Nolan, Robert Crewe (verisón original de 1974), Lil' Kim, Missy Elliott (adaptación de 2001) 

Sello: Interscope Records

Dirección del vídeo: Paul Hunter

Letra

Where's all my soul sistas? Lemme hear ya'll flow, sistas Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista

He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge Struttin' her stuff on the street She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?" Oh, uh-huh

Gitchie, gitchie, ya-ya, da-da (hey, hey, hey) Gitchie, gitchie, ya-ya, here (here) Mocha Chocolata, ya-ya (ooh, yeah) Creole Lady Marmalade (What-what? What-what?) Ooh, oh

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up Boy drank all that Magnolia wine On her black satin sheets' where he started to freak, yeah

Gitchie, gitchie, ya-ya, da-da (da-da-da) Gitchie, gitchie, ya-ya, here (ooh, yeah, yeah) Mocha Chocolata, ya-ya (yeah, yeah) Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Ce soir, what, what, what?) Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? Ooh

Yeah, yeah, uh We come through with the money and the garter belts Let him know we 'bout that cake straight out the gate (uh) We independent women, some mistake us for whores I'm sayin', "Why spend mine when I can spend yours?" Disagree? Well, that's you, and I'm sorry I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari Wear high heel shoes, get love from the dudes Four badass chicks from the Moulin Rouge Hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough, sistas We drink wine with diamonds in the glass By the case, the meaning of expensive taste If you wanna gitchie, gitchie, ya-ya (c'mon) Mocha Chocolata (what?) Creole Lady Marmalade One more time, c'mon now

Marmalade (ooh) Lady Marmalade (ooh, yeah, yeah) Marmalade (no, yeah)

Hey, hey, hey Touch of her skin, feeling silky smooth, hey Color of café au lait, alright Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried More (more), more (more), more

Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5 (9 to 5) He's livin' the grey flannel life But when he turns off to sleep, memories creep More (more), more (more), more

Gitchie, gitchie, ya-ya, da-da (da-da, yeah) Gitchie, gitchie, ya-ya, here (ooh) Mocha Chocolata (ohh), ya-ya (oh) Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Ce soir) Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? (All my sistas, yeah) Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Ce soir) Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ohh (c'mon, uh)