Trillville

The wah-wah guitar that kicks this single off gives way to a churning synth and a flute that uncoils like an excited snake. "If you work this cat just right/ I'll give it to you all night," a female siren chimes in. The emcees in Trillville seem less thrilled with the proposition: "You want me to do what?/ Look, shortie/ I just ain't." Finally, a compromise is reached, "Eat it up?/ Not yet/ Matter of fact/ I got a lesbian for that." Classy.