Gangsta Bey: The Most H-Town Hood Songs From The One They Call King Bey
Beyonce, mega star of the world, has never forgotten her roots…or has she? Is referencing dookie braids in her latest “Bow Down” single hood enough to prove it? Actually, we don’t even have to do that because if you’re a real Bey Stan, you know she’s been a lil hood for a minute — or four albums — now. Oh you forgot about that? Let us refresh your memory.
“Shawty, what your name is?”
Oohhh, this hood lingo is an English teacher’s nightmare! When the starlet drawls this lyric out in her sultry voice, it’s ghetto-acceptable though, despite being grammatically incorrect. So don’t be hatin’.
“Stop! I ain’t ready yet
Wait! Let me fix my hair, yes, yes”
Hair comes first, all else will follow. FreakUm Dress is a tale of a tight dress that turns heads and turns men on instantaneously.
“U know I used to beat that block
and now I be’s the block
Partna, let me upgrade you.
I hear u be the block but I’m the life that keeps the streets on”
It’s all about taking you up a notch or two in this song, taking you to the next level. Bey pulled herself up by her own Dereon bootstraps. She’s one up on you-she keeps it all the way live and is willing to give you a boost.
He don’t want no mo’, let’s go little Kitty Kat
Quite frankly, no mo gettin’ it, I’m not feelin’ it
Self explanatory-she’s taking her Hello Kitty elsewhere because it’s no longer wanted around these parts. Straight to the point with no sugar coating.
“Puttin’ you on my taxes already, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I promise I won’t let no bills get behind”
She went from Can You Pay My Bills to I won’t let my lights get cut off here. This cat’s got Bey standing in line at the electric company with a brown bill.
Check On It
“Dip it, pop it, twerk it, stop it, check on me tonight’
We going through the motions here, dipping and tworking. The robot has nothing on these ghetto moves.
‘I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips,
got me tighter in my Dereon jeans’
If you’re wearing a dude like a pair of your best Victoria Secrets panties, that’s way too much PDA! Dude has a gansta grip on her, his hands paste to her paper.
‘Picture us dancin’ real close
in a dark dark corner of a basement party’
The queen turns this boy into a man in this song. Think about the last time you went to a house party with the lights dimmed, boo in tow.
‘I done got so sick and filthy with Benji’s, I can’t spend
How you gone be talkin’ Isht?
You Act Like I just got up in it
Been the number one diva in this game for a minute’
Wish we could all identify with the Benji illness! These words send an eerily similar message as the lyrics from Bow Down.
Get Me Bodied
‘Skip to the front of the line
let me fix my hair up ‘fore I go inside
Gotta check these chicks
cuz you know they gon’ block when I take these flicks, hey’
Just like a chick hitting the club- cutting line and making sure the do is in place before making a grand entrance.
‘Boy you a sight to see, kind of something like me
It’s too big, it’s too wide
it’s too strong, it won’t fit
it’s too much, it’s too tough
He talk like this ‘cause he can back it up’
Whew, talk about steamy lyrics! Are we referring to ego here or something else?
For all of my brown bones that make up the broth
And all of my red bonesthat make up the sauce
The yellow bone flavorIs familiar to me
Mix it all together
It’s a delicacy
Do we need to explain this?
Ring the Alarm
She gon’ rock them VVS stones
If I let you go
Couped in the ‘bach or the Rolls
If I let you go
She gon’ profit everything I taught
If I let you go
I can’t let you go
Damn, if I let you go