Here’s a brilliantly written song by some of the greatest minds rap has to offer. *cough*  Commentary by me! Song is abridged because of monotony time constraints.

I peeped you on the phone
Just showin’ off ya stones
And notice that that pinky ring is bright enough baby

I know you’re not alone
But I could just be wrong
The way them fellas houndin’ and sizin’ you up baby

Me: I’m imagining a woman with bubble gum pink lips and tight clothes. She looks pretty but too artificial with those glue on nails and hair extentions. The boobs, though, are quite real. The only hot topics she wants to discuss is the “philosophy” of playin’ a playa and decheesing them. (Or however the young kids are talking nowadays.)

(Hook)

And I like the way you take advantage of
Every man you love
I see, and I know your game girl
But I don’t mind if ya come and play ya thug
Just don’t talk too much
I see, you’re so cute you don’t have to say a word

Me: I would say that she doesn’t love a man if she wants to take advantage of them. And what’s wrong with the singer if he likes it? And what’s with him wanting her to keep her mouth on the down low?

Err…I think that last part came out wrong.

Yeah those guys wanna come treat ya right
Cause you’re sweeter than apple pie
Everything that you want you got
Girl you know that you need to stop
Most beautiful thing in sight
Always takin’ on the spotlight
Always in the club lookin hot
Girl you know that you need to stop

Me: Hmmm. Sweeter than a poisonous apple pie made by Snow White’s Stepmother, maybe. She’s starting to sound like a little brat.

(Chorus)

Always talkin’ bout what you got (Eh)
Always talkin’ bout what you got (Eh)
Always talkin’ bout what you got (Eh)
Girl you know that you need to stop
Always talkin’ bout what you got (Eh)
Always talkin’ bout what you got (Eh)
Always talkin’ bout what you got (Eh)
Girl you know that you need to stop

Me: (Yawn) Couldn’t there be more variation in the chorus like

Always talkin’ about what you got

Hopefully your hot ass won’t get shot

By some chick whose man you stole

She’ll laugh as off to the hospital you’ll roll

(Verse 2) Colby O’Donis

Girl I can tell you want something to love
That’s why you hold on to everything that pass you by
Can’t resist girl one can’t lie
Now tell if you are here for me
Or everybody watchin’ you shake from left to right
The way you move got me hypnotized

Me: No. She doesn’t want love.  She wants someone to be co-dependant on. Someone who will pay her $30k credit card bill. And she’s hoping her boo-tay will land her a rich dude.

And kids today call this a good song.