We had a singalong in the car yesterday coming back from VBS (Vacation Bible School). This old song came on, and we just started laughing. I don't know why I like this song, but I do, just cause it's so stupid...The chorus is kinda sad:
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But thats ok, cause I'm still fly
Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E-class
But that's all right cause I'm gon' ride
I got everythang in my mama name
But I'm hood rich, da dada dada da...
And switched from that somehow to "Drops of Jupiter" by Train. Still love that song...I was swaying in the car. Wish I had a lighter...although I wouldn't have been able to light it. (I still haven't figured out how to work a lighter yet...)
I never thought I would hear my dad preach about "Ms. New Booty"... But sure enough, last Sunday, my dad was on a roll. I forgot what verse he was reading, but he was interjecting, ahem, real-life applications (although I remember they didn't really have much to do with the verses). Anyway, at one point he says, "And you should change the station when the bad music is on, cause that booty booty booty everywhere song'll come on and you'll start to like it..." I was cracking up...it's true, but the way he said it...man. (That song makes me laugh out loud and lose even more faith in rap music as a whole all at the same time. But it's not the low point of rap music. No...the low point of rap music was when they sampled the Oompa Loompa song from "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory"...)
Friday, June 16, 2006
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