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What About: Bodak Yellow by Cardi B

Artist: Cardi B

Producer: JWhiteDidThat

Released: 2017

Vibe: Up-Tempo Trap

Yay or Nay: Yea, it’s straight

1st Listen:

-Obviously the song of the summer

-Completely bitten; to get full context, listen to Kodak Black's song "No Flockin"

-The beat is more full to me in her version almost to the point that it's not even the same

-The whole track is nothing but punchlines

-Her rapping is a bit slow, but that's what's hot right now; she has a small lisp lol

-"I bet you dip he dip she dip"-I was thinkin this was just a play on the song, but it apparently is a little reference to her shooting folks)

-You don’t really even dance to this; all you can do is rap aggressively

Message:

I have money, you do not. If you do not have money, I am better than you. If you don’t like me, it’s because I have more money than you. I can take your man. I can take your money. I can make you dip because I have dipped. Lol. But for real, it is a sort of boss bish anthem and that’s cool.

Overall:

I had to let this grow on me, but I’ve always avoided the trends. It has its' moments and it’s hard not to like a song like that because it’s got the remnants of a good hip-hop song: sampled it/bit it and catchy punch lines. You have to entertain and despite the lisp, she seems to do so. Lol. I do believe she just happened to be on that show and she happened to know somebody with the label. But we shall see if she’s a true entertainer or just a gimmick. She’s got some other songs that are decent and she’s spitting, but this song leaves a lot of doubt in my head. I’d love to hear a broader topic structure. To be honest, I think it’s a hit, but a basic one. I feel like song wouldn't have done much without both the beat and the punchlines. It won’t be timeless like ya'll think, though.

LYRICS:

Hook Said, Lil bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to (ooh) These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes (ooh) Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose (bah) And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (ooh)

I don't dance now, I make money moves (wave, ayy) Say I don't gotta dance, I make money move (ooh, ooh) If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you (ah) I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (bags)

Verse 1 Now she say she gon' do what to who? Let's find out and see Cardi B, you know where I'm at, you know where I be (ooh, ooh) You in the club just to party, I'm there, I get paid a fee (bah) I be in and out them banks so much, I know they're tired of me Honestly, don't give a fuck 'bout who ain't fond of me (who) Dropped two mixtapes in six months, what bitch working as hard as me? (yeah) I don't bother with these hoes, don't let these hoes bother me They see pictures, they say, "Goals," bitch, I'm who they tryna be Look, I might just chill in some BAPE (ooh), I might just chill with your boo I might just feel on your babe, my pussy feel like a lake He wanna swim with his face, I'm like, "Okay" (okay) I'll let him get what he want, he buy me Yves Saint Laurent (yeah) And the new whip, when I go fast as a horse, I got the trunk in the front (vroom) I'm the hottest in the street (pew, street), know you prolly heard of me (yeah) Got a bag and fixed my teeth (teeth), hope you hoes know it ain't cheap (cheap) And I pay my mama bills (bills), I ain't got no time to chill (blah) Think these hoes be mad at me (ooh), their baby father want a feel (ooh)

Hook

Verse 2 If you a pussy, you get popped (popped), you a groupie, you a opp (opp, blah) Don't you come around my way (way), you can't hang around my block (block, nope) And I just checked my accounts, turns out, I'm rich, I'm rich, I'm rich (I'm rich) I put my hand above my hip, I bet you dip, he dip, she dip (grrrah) I say I get the money and go, this shit is hot like a stove (ooh) My pussy glitter as gold, tell that lil bitch play her role (ah, ah) I just a-rove in a Rolls (oh), I just came up in a Wraith (yeah) I need to fill up the tank, no, I need to fill up the safe (ooh) I need to let all these hoes know that none of their niggas is safe I go to dinner and steak (blah, yeah), only the real can relate (yeah) I used to live in the P's (ooh, ooh), now it's a crib with a gate (ah) Rollie got charms, look like Frosted Flakes (bling) Had to let these bitches know (yeah), just in case these hoes forgot (oh) I just run and check the mail, another check from Mona Scott (oh) Hook fades out

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