Here is my truth: Every time I listen to this song, when Pepa raps, “Girls, what’s my weakness?,” I physically point to a corner of the room or the car or wherever, as if cueing the imaginary girls there to yell, “Men!” I look ridiculous. It’s humiliating. I don’t care. A song that compels you to gladly humiliate yourself is the mark of true greatness. “Shoop” is a marvel of male objectification, a gender-swapped catcall summit.
