But it probably goes relatively unnoticed because she reverts back to her style choices in the next line.
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But that Nazi line? Anyone who has sat through a basic history class should be able to realize how horrible and offensive that line is.
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I love wearin’ all black you should see my closet.” I must admit I laughed at the macaroni line, maybe because I’m childish but more likely because I’ve never been about that life so I might be missing a deeper meaning if there is one.
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She then states in her first verse that “I got the mac or the forty, turn a bitch into some macaroni.” Oh! Then there’s my personal favorite line, “I really hate niggas, I’m a Nazi. Woah there! That’s quite the introduction. The song begins with a producer ad-lib, then Dej Loaf enters the song with the chorus stating:
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I found the lyrics in respect to her high pitched voice to be comical, so one day I decided to actually listen to what I had been chanting. The beat was so smooth and the infectious lyrics permeated my brain, rendering it nearly impossible for me to not rap along. Soy un nazi Me encanta llevar todo negro, deberías ver mi armario Rock que todo blanco, cuando me siento piadoso Salte como coca, no tengo que estacionarlo ❾stán diciendo que mi barrio me ama? 48214 Negros reales me conocen He estado fuera de mi mente desde que mataron a mi primo Libera a mi primo Devin, hombre que acaba de llamarme Todos estos negros me quieren, no pueden quitármelos de encima Al carajo le dio mi número, no parará de llamar Ibgm se la camarilla, perra, nos ves goleando V.I.When Dej Loaf stepped on the hip-hop scene with her hit “Try Me,” it was all over the radio. Estoy en él Lo digo en serio, no estoy en reclinación Dale a lil bro el choppa para todos tus oppas Deja la cabeza de un negro perra en la pasta Eres un impostor, no tienes dinero Pon el quemador en su barriga, y haz que burbujee Odio a los negros. Perra tengo el mac o el 40 Convierte a una perra en unos macarrones Dime cómo lo quieres.
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Let a nigga try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin wit nobody Fuck around and I'm a catch a bodyīitch I got the mac or the 40 Turn a bitch to some macaroni Tell me how you want it I'm on it I really mean it I'm just not recordin' Give lil bro the choppa for all you oppas Leave a bitch nigga head in pasta You are an impostor, ain't got no money Put the burner to his tummy, and make it bubbly I really hate niggas I'm a nazi Love wearin' all black, you should see my closet Rock that all white, when I'm feelin' godly Hop out like coke, I ain't gotta park it Fuck is y'all saying, bitch my hood love me 48214 Real niggas know me I been out my mind since they killed my cousin Free my cousin devin, man he just called me All these niggas love me, can't get 'em off me Fuck around gave him my number, he won't stop callin' Ibgm be the clique, bitch, you see us scorin' V.I.p in the plural, while yo section borin' Got a bitch that set it off like jada pinkett, queen latifah You rollin' around wit yo nieces, bitch you t.t Mind full of money, got a heart full of demons Mobbin' like italians, we really take yo fingas Turn yo face into a pizza, no acne Have you singin' like alicia, fuck wit my family They be like you little, but got damn she spazzin' Do the whole crew, my bitches freak nastyīitch I got the tommy no hilfiger Lil dej ain't bout it, bitch how you figure I don't do no drugs, I be off liquor So lifted, flyer than yo girl, baby gone and take my picture See I gotta get this money, my palms itchin' Niggas gossip like hoes, most of 'em bitches I don't wanna do no songs, I don't wanna kick it And I ain't signin' to no label, bitch I'm independentĭeja que un negro me pruebe, pruébalo Tengo a toda su familia de polillas Y no estoy jugando con nadie Que me jodan y soy un coge un cuerpo