. My Shit - Philthy Rich - Song Lyrics Uh-huh ahh, ahh , look ahh, ahh It's Philthy, nigga What up, Philthy? At three thirty, when we were finally kicked out, I noticed my watch was no longer on my wrist and freaked out. I wasn't the only woman in the audience leching, but. All of us proceeded to get smashed, Small more so than the three of us, but still, we were all like bumping and grinding and generally making spectacles of ourselves. She is a complex antiheroine for an age of changing gender attitudes and expectations. Uh huh That listed I live, ain't he? Uh huh That listed I live, ain't he? I put this rock n' roll shit every last label It'll be like 4 old at a new table That done my beard, ain't he? And as a by-product of this hecticness, I'm feeling immensely tired and immensily run down. Uh huh That from by Macon, ain't he? Well, uh huh That done my beard, ain't he? Small, apparently, is quite a celebrity, thanks to this blog, because a girl who chooses to remain nameless, but hello there, anyway showed much excitement upon being introduced to her.
Uh huh, this my shit Gwen is introducing us to her shit. Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas B-A-N-A-N-A-S Here, Gwen steps away from this bloody spectacle for a moment to comment on the madness and ugliness of what we've just witnessed, and, by extension, the petty rivalries of high school in general. Beyond that, good luck deciphering the song's ambiguities. All the girls stomp your feet like this This talk of shit and stomping has nothing to do with actually stepping on feces. But if someone was to be the cuddler, I have no doubt I'd immediately burst into tears. Perhaps we're losing our touch? Piles of cigarette packets and broken beer bottles were poked through by my rummaging fingers till I was finally dragged away, practically weeping and then, I noticed by the bar, a woman who I had bummed a smoke off of and there it was, at her feet, the strap snapped.
Oh, speaking of blog celebrity-dom, I must also mention something that made my week, last Sunday, when I was out drinking with friends and a girl came up to me and asked me whether I was indeed the Compulsive Confessor. And repeats it another three times. It's very nice and they have a nice live band also, the last time I went, for the opening, the lead singer was very hot. Well, uh huh That don't know bout my city, 'cause he's a nigga That don't know we'll come get him, 'cause we some niggas Them he got in his corner, them lobster niggas We up to ride y'all, we niggas You making a song with Baby D, make 'em put me down Who you crunk Oomp Camp, now who's the now? One of Best Friend In Whole World's happy to you is next week, on Republic Day and so we're going to party. Uh huh That from by Macon, ain't he? I heard that you were talking shit And you didn't think that I would hear it Gwen has been the victim of some slanderous high school gossip, and she doesn't appreciate it. She challenges him to a fight at the bleachers. A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl Back on the field, Gwen is still bullying the squad to carry out her routines.
But now we see her in a new light, as the sad, lost creature she truly is. Reddy Madhavan is also able to tackle some fairly sensitive subjects such as identity, the love of and karmic ties with parents, adoption, the first sexual encounter, loneliness, and my favourite, feminist rage. Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out Gwen is going to beat up the person who wronged her, after she completes the cheerleading routine that will inspire the football team to score a touchdown. This shit is bananas, Gwen tells us, and we can only agree. As a result of all this activity, no doubt next week is going to be all blah and rundown. Well, uh huh That ain't real he be fakin', ain't he? Then produced her Bluffmaster soundtrack and put on Right Here, Right Now and tried to get me to dance with her, only I was feeling shy and only moved my torso around a little bit, before giving up. Well, uh huh That ain't real he be fakin', ain't he? Uh huh That listed I live, ain't he? She wants to make sure that we are well acquainted with her shit.
Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you That's right, I'm the last one standing, another one bites the dust Gwen's pack of furious cheerleaders leaves the boy a quivering, bloody heap behind the bleachers for the groundskeeper to discover the next day. Well, uh huh That done my beard, ain't he? A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl Having completed their ghastly work, Gwen's squad members return to the field and resume their cheerleading activities, as Gwen reminds them once more that she is the boss and they are all her bitches. Any thoughts on what to get her? I nearly kissed her and the manager and everyone else around me, including a group of very drunk men, singing Hindi songs at the top of their voices. And he has the nicest voice all deep and resonant and it sets off little hunter-gatherer instincts in my body, which I'm sorry to say, distracted me terribly from the actual reading. Oooh, this my shit, this my shit Gwen repeats this four more times. Uh huh That listed I live, ain't he? Uh huh That listed I live, ain't he? Well, uh huh That ain't real he be fakin', ain't he? Oh, he is so hot.
It's got something to do with cheerleaders—that much is clear, judging from the chanting and the marching band that's honking and tooting in the background. Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl These lines are the most confusing, but their meaning will become clearer later. Uh huh That from by Macon, ain't he? Oh, also got to hang out with another celebrity blogger, , who listened with patience and understanding to the sadness that is my love life and was so kind and comforting, my regular confessing became uber confessing and now I'm afraid I will have full body blush next time I see him. Given that the squad is preparing to beat somebody up on Gwen's behalf, she's picked a strange time to remind them that she is their leader and they are her sheep-like followers. Friday night was spent at the Kiran Desai book launch at the British Council, after which everyone wanted to know where they could go next.
Bitch I'm in only town for a night I am Tryna get my dick sucked before I catch this flight ayy it's Philthy ho Forty-one millimeter discontinued they is Bitch, I need my backend before I hit the venue ayy I need that Uber Eats, Ocean Prime, what's the menu? Year: 92 Views It'll be like ran over, the of an 18 wheeler There's no this game yet I'm the killer Finna my niggas, some gorillas, they nigga Finna make one call, they to get'cha, got 'em nigga Told them take a chill, I got this here Mixed in the crowd, for ya, I'm over here Swear to God I ain't I ain't been of no busta You as hell, I'm you from Augusta We take this shit far as you want make a call on you self We can and I take them damn belts That done my beard, ain't he? From a reading of the later text, we can conclude that the song takes place in the world of high school athletics, and that Gwen is apparently leading the girls in a calisthenics exercise. But on Friday night, the mic was taken over, first by publishing person, Radha, then her husband, then another writer who was there, while the rest of us clapped or booed wherever it was appropriate. Uh huh That listed I live, ain't he? Everyone cheered and patted me on the back and Small and I went home and made ourselves Bournvita. If he imagines it will be a fair, one-on-one fight, he is sadly mistaken. And lest we miss the point, she spells it out. Well, uh huh That done my beard, ain't he? Anyway, so there was much red wine being passed around, as we huddled close to angheetis and tall heat thingies and ate parmesan squares and I felt very posh.
Gwen obviously rules her squad with an iron fist. More the latter than the former, I would say, because I'm not really that tired, but I do have this overwhelming urge to be cuddled. But alas, I suspect, gay, because Damien and I both hit on him, and he hit on Damien. . . . .