Dishy diva Renée comes on like Prince on estrogen -- the first track, "Telephone," is a plea for someone to talk dirty to her. From there, the indecent proposals become a tad less lascivious but no less suggestive, thanks to Renée's ballsy vocals and bubbly, funkadelic grooves, which are liberally sprinkled with musical allusions to Prince's mid-'80s catalog. Move over, Mary J., and step off, Missy -- there's a new mack mamma in town.