Oh, Manchester, So Much To Answer For

"I'm 'bout to show y'all how ta pimp this shit!": ladies and gentlemen, trina. trina's best when she's rapping about one thing: sex. she's unstoppable on the topic. just listen to the first exposure (pun intended) most of us had to the diamond princess, ludacris' "what's your fantasy (remix)." she sounds so deliciously dirty - but somehow, not sleazy. her wordplay ("havin' sex in lear jets/menage a trois/gettin' buck wild no matter where we are") is nimble and clever, while foxy brown's verse on the same record just makes me think of a whore on the corner. [foxy, what went wrong?] trina's teamed back up with 'cris (who should be the clyde to her bonnie instead of that ig'nant mofo trick daddy) for her new single, "b r right." what initially sounds like another trend-hopping indian sitar-ish sample is actually a lone violin mourning while the dynamic duo trade sex raps. not only do you get a cooing femme backing chorus, you also get a perfect effect on ludacris' voice, where it sounds like the tape's slowing at the end of each of his lines. trina is, as ever, the baddest bitch on the block, flippin' scripts and men with equal ease. lil' kim, the gauntlet's been thrown down. can you handle this bitch?