ES DOMINGOOOO!!!
Hoy cierro semana, y me gusta hacerlo con un tema con subidón (para el final del video más que nada).
Pero es que lo de hoy es subidón de estos rayantes que después de lo de ayer de Lana del Rey es como un poco... WTF? XD
Vámonos que nos vamos con la canción de:
Steve Aoki no es la primera vez que pasa por aquí (Ladi Dadi con Wynter Gordon, mi preferida).
Angger Dimas es un DJ en ascenso que ha colaborado en varios singles.
Pero es que a mí una cola alta (y siendo rubia) me gana de todastodas... Y, ¿quién es Iggy Azalea?
A mí me la recomendaron hace unos meses y escuché sus singles My World y PU$$Y, algún video suyo más y sinceramente, es un hip hop demasiado duro para mí (y eso que escucho hip hop pero ufff -.-). Os parecerá superficial pero básicamente me gusta cómo es ella y no su música XD
Es una chica australiana, así que con esto me reafirmo en lo de que en Australia están hechas de otra pasta (decídselo si no a Havana Brown o las NERVO), además que ella sabe lo buenérrima que está y viendo la de raperas que hay (Nicki Minaj las está barriendo a todas y con Azealia Banks creo que tiene un pique que no veas) sabe lo que tiene que hacer...
Beat Down es una canción, como os he dicho, rayante (MUCHO) y en la que la principal protagonista es la rubia con sus versos.
Y os lo vuelvo a repetir, ella sabe lo que tiene que explotar y en este clip queda más que claro porque Steve y Angger aparecen más bien poco, si acaso el Aoki aparece dando golpes de cabeza (que se está volviendo ya muy común en sus videos) y el Dimas con un gorro de lobo y sin saber siquiera encajar el playback... NORMAL QUE CASI TODO EL TIEMPO SALGA LA AZALEA!!!
Yo es que fue ver el principio dando un golpe con la coleta y ya me ha ganado así que...
VIVA IGGY AZALEA!
VIVA SU PU$$Y!!
Y VIVA TODA ELLA!!!
(XD)
(XD)
Nos vemos en un rato! ;)
What you looking at, do I got something in my eye?
Do I got shit upon my face, or did my hair catch on fire?
Cause you really-really staring, am I something that you like?
Geez, ask for my number or you can fly kites
See I'm 'bout to get with that, I'm getting ratchet and live it
You think I'm cool, then forget it
You feeling froggy than ribbit
Be like banana and split it, before your melon I'll split it
I bet you know what you see, is all my girls shake this other
Beat down...
Stop (stop), wait (wait)
Think about it
Work, work, run up, if you want some
Need the drums how they needed that's how you done
Wait, I should think about it, never mind it's a waste
When the bitch hit the ground, how these Louis Vuitons taste
I'm sorry, promoter, let's put this in the passes
Just that bitch kept on staring, so I had to whop that ass
Do I got shit upon my face, or did my hair catch on fire?
Cause you really-really staring, am I something that you like?
Geez, ask for my number or you can fly kites
See I'm 'bout to get with that, I'm getting ratchet and live it
You think I'm cool, then forget it
You feeling froggy than ribbit
Be like banana and split it, before your melon I'll split it
I bet you know what you see, is all my girls shake this other
Beat down...
Stop (stop), wait (wait)
Think about it
Work, work, run up, if you want some
Need the drums how they needed that's how you done
Wait, I should think about it, never mind it's a waste
When the bitch hit the ground, how these Louis Vuitons taste
I'm sorry, promoter, let's put this in the passes
Just that bitch kept on staring, so I had to whop that ass
Beat down...
Beat down...
Beat down...
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
You win some, you lose some
But it's her day
You win some, you lose some
But it's her day
Beat down...
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
Beat down...
Stop (stop), wait (wait)
Think about it
Beat down...
Checking down ladies, don't take no lip
Take no lip, take take no lip
If you rap for your girls, then pump your fist
Pump your fist, pump-pump your fist
Now swing it into hold if your bag looking funny
If she came with a man then take all his money
It's the year of the woman, go grab a cannon this whuppance
And as soon as she looking, hey yo, she gonn get it
Beat down...
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
You win some, you lose some
But it's her day
You win some, you lose some
But it's her day
Beat down...
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
Beat down...
Stop (stop), wait (wait)
Think about it
Beat down...
Checking down ladies, don't take no lip
Take no lip, take take no lip
If you rap for your girls, then pump your fist
Pump your fist, pump-pump your fist
Now swing it into hold if your bag looking funny
If she came with a man then take all his money
It's the year of the woman, go grab a cannon this whuppance
And as soon as she looking, hey yo, she gonn get it
Beat down...
(Hey yo, she gonn get it) Beat down...
(Hey yo, she gonn get it) Beat down...
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