Showing posts with label clothing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clothing. Show all posts

De La Soul | Oodles of O's


Chanters play the part of a herd at a show
Pos prints the peace on his jeans or Girbauds.

Pete Rock & CL Smooth | Skinz


But anyway, you know the résumé
Time to drop the Girbauds and parlay.


Salt-N-Pepa | The Showstopper


The train made a stop (Where?) Two hundred and five
And a little soft guy walked inside
He wore plastic Bally’s and a booty Gucci suit
Cracked a little smile and showed a fake gold tooth.

Note: Long before Snoop Dogg riffed on Doug E. Fresh x Slick Rick’s La Di Da Di in 1993, Salt-N-Pepa issued this female response –– yet another testament to the song’s iconic status.

The Pharcyde | Return of the B-boy


Some people wear all that Fila gear
Gonna rock this party out the atmosphere.

Note: This song came out in 1992 but reminisces about 1987. The above pic is of the Fila Fresh Crew, who appeared on the 1987 compilation album N.W.A. and the Posse. The man on the right would go on to become The D.O.C.. Dallas, represent!


Salt-N-Pepa | I'll Take Your Man


But I really don’t want him, the guy ain’t fly, shoot
He can’t afford to buy a Fila suit.

GZA | Investigative Reports


The baggy blue Guess jeans, pull strings off in Palm Springs.

— Ghostface Killah

De La Soul | Live @ the Dugout '87


That backyard scrap, like BVDs,
Tale Lords devils and pinstripe Lees.

EPMD | I'm Housin'


Posse kept rollin’ it was hard to get with ‘em
So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my Lee denim.

GZA | 4th Chamber



The only man a ho wait for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in ‘83 rocked Tale Lords.

— Ghostface Killah

Public Enemy | Rebel Without a Pause


P.E. a group, a crew – not singular
We wear black Wranglers
We’re rap stranglers.

Nas | One Love


I sat back like The Mack, my army suit was black.

De La Soul | Me, Myself and I


Now you tease my Plug One style
And my Plug One spectacles
You say Plug One and Two are hippies
No we’re not, that’s pure plug bull.

Nas | Represent


When I dress, it’s never nothing less than Guess.

LL Cool J | I'm Bad


Calling all cars, calling all cars …
Be on the lookout for a tall, light-skinned brother with dimples
Wearing a black Kangol, sweatsuit, gold chain and sneakers.

Slick Rick | La Di Da Di


Clean, dry was my body and hair
I threw on my brand new Gucci underwear.

Digable Planets | The May 4th Movement Starring Doodlebug


Now, waist chains and cami-flage, complete sag.

N.W.A | I Ain't tha 1


But you know, I’m a menace to society
But girls in biker shorts are so fly to me.

A Tribe Called Quest | Show Business


Bogus brothers making albums when they know they can’t hack it
‘Cuz they lyrics is played like 8-ball jackets.

A Tribe Called Quest | Buggin' Out


Styles upon styles upon styles is what I have.

Boogie Down Productions | The Bridge is Over


What’s the matter with your DJ, MC Shan?
On the wheels of steel Marlon sucks
You’d better change what comes out your speaker
You’re better off talking bout your wack Puma sneaker.

Note: Region tag is attributed to the photo.
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