Enrique Iglesias hasn't released an album in 4 years. He's supposedly been rolling around on the beach with ex-tennis star Anna Kournikova. Of the 15 songs (3 Spanish translations) on this album, I grew attached to:
"Tired of being sorry"
This track could make a perfect 2nd single. It adds a little rock to Enrique's suave crooning. And even though it's a sad topic, it's fun to dance to.
"I Miss you"
This song is a great mix of a ballad with Latin sabor.
Enrique also experimented a bit, recording "Push" with rapper Lil Wayne. It isn't his first foray into hip hop/r&b collaborations. He's done a song with Whitney Houston ("Could I have this kiss forever"), Lionel Richie ("To Love a Woman"), and Kelis ("Not in Love") in the past. This track is more like classic R&B perversion. lol "Ring My Bells" is another interesting ballad--and in the true Enrique fashion--meant for a romp in the sack.
Fabolous, like Lil Wayne, knows that the only way to sell records and get paid is to collaborate. But I think Fab went a little too far this time, since he's only solo on one song of the album.
Here's the rundown of the collabos and my favorite lyrics on each track:
+ Akon, "Change Up": a track about how money and fame change people. I thought it was funny when he said disappearing is like "trying to pull a [Dave] Chappelle." He will officially go down in history as the black comedian who "disappeared" to Africa.
+ Neyo, "Make me better": This is the single that is out now. It's a nice attempt at trying to say a girl can improve a man, but since he's cocky he first has to say the words, "I'm a movement by myself...mommy, I'm good all by myself." Then. Be. By. Yourself. My favorite line, however, is when Fab says, "I'm a need Lorretta Scott/if I'm gonna be King."
+ T-pain, "Baby Don't Go": He rhymes about infidelity. The line he tries to use as a comeback is: "Stick with your entree and get over the sides." He just compared women to dinner. My favorite, though, was: "Don't try to perm us up, we already straight."
+ Swizz Beatz, "Return to the hustle": This one has a weird Bruce Lee-gong intro that blends into an old school-grand band in the background that seems a waste, until he says his money is stacked "Shaq high, Yao high/that's why/yours is Bow Wow high," and that he could "toss you to the left" just like Beyonce.
+ Junior Reid, Reggae singer, "Gangsta don't play": Beginning with church organs, Fab reaffirms how gangsta he is. I'm annoyed that he says the words "chinky eyed." But I thought it was funny when he said: "Happy to be here/that's why I smile in my mug shots."
+ Lloyd, "Real Playa Like": After listening to this, I feel like Fab has to be in love. It's the second song that says, "You make me better." It's a nice drive-top-down kind of song.
+ Rihanna, "First Time": I've never heard Rihanna sound so generic. Here, Fab talks about his first time with a girl and occasionally mentions how patient he was. Like he wants an award or something.
+ Young Jeezy, "Diamonds": It's about how his chains mesmerize women, with lines like: "they should call me carrot Jeter/or maybe canary Bond," and references to Jacob the jeweler: "he spent more time making the band than Diddy did."
+ Jay-Z and Uncle Murda, "Brooklyn": This is Fab showing his love for his borough. Some how he lured Jay onto the track. My favorite line is actually said by Jay: "Britney pull your panties up."
+ Red Cafe, Brooklyn rapper, "I'm the Man": Fab had the balls to call himself the young Denzel. PAH-lease.
+ Pusha T, "Jokes on You": Here he mocks Triumph, the Insult Comic Dog, with the annoying chorus: "You joke, you joke, you kid, you kid," and "I'm like ha ha ha ha ha." People should have their rhyming card revoked after lyrics like this.
+ Lil Mo, "What should I do": In this song, he tries an Eminem-"Stan"-type method, where one of the characters goes to jail for murder instead of committing suicide. Favorite line: "I believe in God/But I don't understand his plan/Why send a Spanish man/way up to Afghanistan?" The rest of the lyrics, however, are a good effort, but not quite Grammy material.
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