“Yeah, I got so caught up I forgot she told me, yeah, her and my girl used to be the best of homies” “Yeah”? That’s your best move? Here’s this girl saying she’s ready to blow you, and you follow up with “yeah”? Hmm. “She’s saying, ‘Come get me! Come get me!’ So I got up and followed her to the floor, she said, ‘Baby, let’s go’. “Conversation got heavy, she had me feelin’ like she’s ready to blow” So we decided to chill”Īgain, so far, so reasonable. “I saw shorty she was checkin’ up on me, from the game she was spittin’ in my ear you would think that she knew me. Just a guy going to the club, hanging out with his friends. Let’s take a look, shall we? “Up in the club with my homies, tryna get a lil’ V-I, but keep it down on the low key ’cause you know how it feels.” You’ve probably heard it hundreds of times over the years, but have never really taken it in. It’s a fun, up-tempo dance-y number, the type you can’t help but move and sing along to after a few drinks. It's a very hopeless song because it reflects real life.There, wasn’t so bad, was it? It’s your standard man-meets-woman-in-a-nightclub early 2000’s R’n’B pop tune. that is going on in the world, often run by huge yet nearly invisible organizations, corporations, and 'leaders'. While our lives are often shielded, we're in our own protective bubbles, or protective helmets like the one Thom wears, if we look a little harder we can see all the corruption, lies, manipulation, etc. ![]() He'd rather die peacefully right now than live in this cage. But there is seemingly no way out but death. politicians and businessmen, perhaps) is not the way to live. This boring, "perfect" life foisted upon us by some higher powers (not spiritual, but political, economic, etc. In the video, his helmet is slowly filling up with water, drowning him. On No Surprises, the narrator is realizing how this life is killing him slowly. People are being used by those in power "like a pig in a cage on antibiotics"-being pacified with things like new phones and cool gadgets and houses while being sucked dry. But in Fitter, Happier the narrator(?) realizes that it's incredibly robotic to live this life. We're told to strive for some sort of ideal life, which includes getting a good job, being kind to everyone, finding a partner, getting married, having a couple kids, living in a quiet neighborhood in a nice big house, etc. Same ideas expressed in Fitter, Happier are expressed in this song. Ludacris got the flow to make your booty go Usher got the voice to make your booty go ![]() Lil Jon got the beat that make your booty go We want a lady in the street but a freak in the bed that say Me and Ursh' once more, and we leaves 'em dead (hey) Ludacris fill cups like double D's (yeah!) Let's drink, you the one to please (yeah) When my pinky's valued over three hundred thousand If they ain't cutting, then I put 'em on foot patrol (let's go) Then bend over to the front and touch your toes So gimme the rhythm and it'll be off with their clothes I won't stop 'til I get 'em in they birthday suit (yeah!) If you hold the head steady, I'ma milk the cow (yeah!)Īnd forget about game, I'ma spit the truth (what?) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (hey, hey, Luda!) How the hell am I supposed to leave? (Let's go, bring the beat back!) She asks for one more dance, and I'm like "Yeah" I'm like "Yeah", just work that out for me Makes shorty alright with me (hey, hey, hey) 'Cause I don't know, if I take that chance 'Cause on a one to ten, she's a certified twenty ![]() 'Cause she's ready to leave (ready to leave now) Got me thinking that it might be a good idea to take her with me ![]() Next thing I knew, she was all up on me screaming Her and my girl, used to be the best of homies Shorty got down low and said "Come and get me" So I got up and followed her to the floor She had me feeling like she's ready to blow (watch out) You would think that she know me (know me) I saw this shorty, she was checking up on me Up in the club with my homies, trying to get a lil' V-I Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (What it do shawty?)
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