Well as you know by now rockin’ Robin did indeed bust her guns (like we told you so the other day): She dropped her hot single from her long-awaited, greatly anticipated CD titled #R8 (March 26).
The song’s premise (and title) is a lot like the snippet she dropped us of the pimp “Fly Guy” (from The Wayans‘ urban movie comedy classic I’m Gonna Get You Sucka) reciting his brand of “poetry”:
Well Rihanna didn’t disappoint as fans and radio stations alike embraced the pop princesses pimp-prowess track laced with lyrics sure to challenge and test the next man’s idea of what pimpin’ and balling is—until Rihanna pulls up to remind ‘em that you must’ve blown your top if you think she’ll be knocked off the top spot.
Yayo, yayo
Moo-la-lah
YayoB|tch better have my money!
Y’all should know me well enough
B|tch better have my money!
Please don’t call me on my bluff
Pay me what you owe me
Ballin’ bigger than LeBron
B|tch , give me your money
Who y’all think y’all frontin’ on?
Like brrap, brrap, brrapLouis XIII and it’s all on me, ni&&a you just bought a shot
Kamikaze if you think that you gon’ knock me off the top
Shit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car
Don’t act like you forgot, I call the shots, shots, shots
Like brrap, brrap, brrap
Pay me what you owe me, don’t act like you forgotB|tch better have my money!
B|tch better have my money!
Pay me what you owe me
B|tch better have my (B|tch better have my)
B|tch better have my (B|tch better have my)
B|tch better have my money!Turn up to Rihanna while the whole club fu(kin’ wasted
Every time I drive by, I’m the only thing you’re playin’
In a drop top, doin’ hundred, y’all in my rearview mirror racin’
Where y’all at? Where y’all at? Where y’all at?
Like brrap, brrap, brrapLouis XIII and it’s all on me, nigga you just bought a shot
Kamikaze if you think that you gon’ knock me off the top
Shit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car
Don’t act like you forgot, I call the shots, shots, shots
Like brrap, brrap, brrap
Pay me what you owe me, don’t act like you forgotB|tch better have my money!
B|tch better have my money!
Pay me what you owe me
B|tch better have my (B|tch better have my)
B|tch better have my (B|tch better have my)
B|tch better have my money!B|tch better have my money!
B|tch better have my money!
Pay me what you owe me
B|tch better have my (B|tch better have my)
B|tch better have my (B|tch better have my)
B|tch better have my money!B|tch better have my money!
B|tch better have my money!
B|tch , B|tch , B|tch better have my money!
Yo, that b|tch better have my money!
Hold up
My money!
Yo, my money!
That B|tch better have my money!
B|tch better have my money!
Well in case you were enthralled by “Fly Guy’s” poetry and eager to hear “B|tch Better Have My Money” it in its entirety (beyond a 15 second snippet), here goes:
Unfortunately (as you’ll see in this next clip) although “Fly Guy” wore a big coat like Rihanna, and wore big platform shoes like Rihanna:
…about the closest to Rihanna he came to out-pimpin’ the pop princess was the Pisces’ in the aquarium beneath his feet that he walked on.
As you’re about to see, Fly Guy’s pimp hand wasn’t as strong as Rihanna as, things changed after some time that he was out there pimpin’ and at the top spot.
When he stepped back out to those same mean streets after his long jail stint (wearing the same 70s clothes he wore when he checked in to the Grey Bar Motel) this is what happened:
Enjoy 🙂
*bats lashes
#BBHMM BBHMM
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