Daily Archives: March 3, 2012

Candy by Far East Movement x Pitbull

Candy by Far East Movement x Pitbull

Far East Movement’s hype machine is rolling full steam ahead for Dirty Bass. Their latest track “Candy” featuring Pitbull will be on the Project X soundtrack. You can’t have a party without at least one Far East Movement single. No word yet on which scene in the movie the track plays. Not only will “Candy” be on the Project X soundtrack, but it’ll also be on FM’s Dirty Bass album. Shake that pinata.

If you don’t know what Dirty Bass is, listen to Jello and Live My Life.

Candy by Far East Movement x Pitbull

Lyrics to Candy by Far East Movement x Pitbull

Is you a dime from behind, girl?
Is you a dime from behind, girl?
Far East Movement
Is you a dime from behind, girl?
Mr. 305, …
Mr. Worldwide …
We all want them women to go ahead
And put on their blindfolds
Spin around the club and swing hard
Hit that piñata
Is you a dime from behind, girl?

You a candy, girl
I get it from a mani, girl
The way that you been running through my mind
Mess around, I pulled a hammy, girl
Tryna get them panties, girl
Hotter than a beach in Miami, girl
And I ain’t gotta press my luck
Cause round his big money, no whammies, girl

Cause after this corona
I’m tryna have a face down
So when I walk up on her
I’m checking from the waist down
I spent a couple on her
We headed to my place now
So when I walk up on ya
I’m checking from the waist down

(Shake that piñata)
Talking bout that panties, girl
(Shake that piñata)
Lemme hit that, lemme hit that
(Shake that piñata)
Talking bout that panties, girl
(Shake that piñata)
Gimme some of that candy
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Let’s go now

I come from the bottom
I learned how to hustle

De niño, move us, shake us
So fast, but they all shake
Now I’m like, mama, don’t talk, just shake
I ain’t got time to burn or bake
She had a face full of MAC,
But a mind made up
Had no tracks of respect
Baby, you earned that
X marks spot, tell me when to turn at
She says she gotta be the worse …
I’m ready, you ready, let’s play
Let’s play, like a vibrator, let’s play
Let’s play, like a vibrator

(Shake that piñata)
Talking bout that panties, girl
(Shake that piñata)
Lemme hit that, lemme hit that
(Shake that piñata)
Talking bout that panties, girl
(Shake that piñata)
Gimme some of that candy
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Let’s go now

I like the way you move it, mama
When I see you in them pajamas
Lemme wrap this thing around your neck, yeah
Baby, let me Mardi Gras ya
When I put my body on ya
Break through that body, I’mma
Keep it presidential
You can be my first lady
I’ll be Obama

Cause after this corona
I’m tryna have a face down
So when I walk up on her
I’m checking from the waist down
I spent a couple on her
We hit it to my place now
So when I walk upon ya
I’m checking from the waist down

(Shake that piñata)
Talking bout that panties, girl
(Shake that piñata)
Lemme hit that, lemme hit that
(Shake that piñata)
Talking bout that panties, girl
(Shake that piñata)
Gimme some of that candy
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Now shake that thing, girl
Lemme see what you got
Let’s go now

Mulberry Child Trailer

Mulberry Child Trailer

Jian Ping was born in China in 1960 during widespread famine caused by the economic disaster of Mao Zedong’s Great Leap Forward. Tens of millions starved to death in the years preceding the charismatic leader’s brutal and repressive Cultural Revolution (1966-1976) and his call to crush the “Four Olds.” Chaos became rampant as Mao empowered youth to revolution, threatening, humiliating, beating and killing anyone they chose to persecute.

Jian was tiny, premature, often sick and unwanted by an already overburdened mother of four. She was left in the care of her grandmother, Nainai, without whom she might surely have died. It wasn’t that love was lacking. It was simply unstated, expressions of emotion considered bourgeois, essentially forbidden under Communist rule.

Her parents were devoted to the Party, her mother placing duty to Mao above her own children. Her father, equally staunch in his belief, survived torture at the hands of Japanese invaders when he was young. Suspected of giving secrets to the enemy in exchange for his life while in captivity, he was later exonerated. He gradually distinguished himself, eventually becoming Deputy Governor of the city province of Baicheng.

As danger escalated under Mao, neighbors indicted neighbors. Family members informed on one another. No one was safe. Without warning, Jian’s father was arrested and imprisoned, old suspicions causing him to be publicly humiliated and labeled “Big Traitor.” Jian’s mother, a school administrator, was detained and forced to write daily self-recrimination. Strong-willed, she refused to submit to harassment by the Red Guards insisting she denounce and divorce her husband. She would not allow her children to be fatherless.

Forced to leave the Government compound, Jian’s older siblings were sent to the countryside for re-education by peasants. Jian and Nainai were banished to a remote and primitive mud hut to endure harsh conditions and sub-zero temperatures. It was years before the Cultural Revolution came to an end and Mao Zedong died in 1976. For Jian, vivid memories remain of a little girl of eight dodging a barrage of epithets and rocks as she made her way to see her father in prison. She has long held the belief that she must always remain composed, neither showing vulnerability to those who might seek to harm her nor pain to those she loves.

As China moved forward, Jian resumed her education. earning an undergraduate degree in English, then immigrating to the United States to attain two masters degrees. She married and bore a baby girl who joined her mother in the States when she was five. As Jian worked hard to provide the trappings of a middle class American life for her daughter Lisa, ironically, a sense of disconnection seeming to build between them. Her eight-year odyssey to write her memoir, Mulberry Child, was born of a need to reveal her past under Mao and share Chinese family roots with Lisa. She was saddened when Lisa showed no interest in the book.

When Jian Ping and Lisa returned to China for a bittersweet family visit and the triumphant 2008 Beijing Olympics, Lisa agreed to read the manuscript. Tracing her family’s history, she began to see her mother in a different light and accept her own heritage. Will this journey into the past forge a better understanding between mother and daughter? Mulberry Child teaches us the human capacity for courage and endurance, and how the events of the past can haunt our future.

Mulberry Child Trailer