Imma Buy You A Drank
Then Imma Take You Home With Me
I Got Money In The Bank
Shawty Whachu Think Bout That
On a more emotional level (I know... 'more'?), these lyrics actually just made me feel more hopeless than usual. I'm never one to go to bars on the hunt for men, but I'm reminded all too often of how many Manhattan women do. I do admit that alcohol and pretty cars excite me sometimes, but T-Pain made me want to spit in his drink and key his car. It also reminded me of my visit to the dog run with Skamps and Oreo yesterday (picture below of the cutie). One cute little mutt kept getting chased by a few of the other dogs and was incessantly being humped to no avail of anyone yelling at their male dogs or the failed fleeing attempts the poor girl made. I felt so bad for her. Skamps just shrugged it off-- She just hasn't been neutered yet, he said.
So in the world of music, an artform of supposed distinguished and evolved humans, can't we rise above the animal world and create something worth listening to? I'm no music connoiseur. I like mainstream pop music. What do I know? ::sigh::
The T stands for Tallahassee, where he was born.
[Oreo napping]

Those lyrics don't sound to bad if you do it in a British accent:
ReplyDeleteMay I purchase a refreshing beverage on your behalf
Then perhaps we could adjourn to my humble abode
I'm a gentleman of means
Vertically challenged fair maiden, what say you?
You're right though, they don't make music like they used to.
WoAi, I WISH those were the real lyrics. It'd be my favorite song.
ReplyDeleteFo' shizzle, my nizzle!
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