I was walking over to Tim Horton’s today, in this crazy weather when I start to actually pay attention to the lyrics of the song I was listening to. Some of the lyrics in some songs don’t make any sense at all. Either that, or they talk about something totally different than what the song is about.
At the time, I was listening to Obession by Frankie J. featuring Baby Bash, the Spanish version. It was the same as the English version only Frankie J. is singing some parts in Spanish and other parts in English. The part that didn’t make any sense was the rap part by Baby Bash. I dunno why a grown man would call himself a baby. But anyways, here’s the lyrics that didn’t make sense to me:
Put on your favorite dress
Let’s impress the town a lotta
Got the gucci bag oops my mistake
You stunt that Prada yada
Yadada Im saying
Yadada I mean
Yadada I holla
And I’m so proud to say one day I’ll be your baby’s father
Sometimes, I think artists writes down stuff just to make it rhyme. Lotta, Prada, yada yada. This song is about being obsessed with a girl but if you’re obsessed with her, you wouldn’t be telling her ‘Yada yada.’ If you did that, you’d see her waving goodbye a lotta.
This shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Why is the shit bananas? Does it look like bananas? Also, I’m pretty sure people know how to spell bananas. Why not ‘this shit is supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!’ Good luck spelling that out.
Believe, when I say, I want it that way…
Yes I know, it’s too late but I want it that way…
I never wanna hear you say, I want it that way
The Backstreet Boys sure know what they want. If you listen to the song, the lyrics above is in different sections of the song. So first, we have to believe that they want it that way. They know it’s too late but they want it that way. Oh, there’s a catch to it though. They don’t want to hear you say that you want it that way. Yeah, only the BSB gets to have it their way. If they hear you say that you want it that way, they’ll kick your ass!
We in the club but dont go nowhere without toast
Apparently, 50 cent doesn’t want to leave the house without having his breakfast first. Eh, it’s all part of the complete balance diet.
To the windows
To the walls
Till the sweat rolls down my balls
Till all these females crawl
To all skeet skeet skeet skeet skeet skeet
To all skeet skeet skeet skeet
I don’t know about that one, I mean come on, what does that mean? What exactly are you doing until the sweat rolls down your balls? I don’t think I even want to know. It is catchy though, I’ll give you that.
Now there are songs that don’t even rhyme but that’s a whole other blog. If the song has a catchy beat to it, then I think it’s good because people will remember it somehow. Just by reading this, you probably couldn’t figure out which songs I was talking about.