Circus
MellowHype Lyrics
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This barbecue sauce on my fried chicken
Am I tripping? I said that backwards
I rock my hat backwards, I'm on the beat, my swagger's dapper
Don't call me Dan, just cause I break down the weed
And wrap trees with my fam, don't mean I got wrapper hands
But I'd slap a fan quickly and I mean real quickly
Lube her up, do her up, that's what I call a quickie
I met his goofy ass back stage and I feed him pissy
His girlfriend was a witness, I said look Missy
Don't say a word and umm.. pass the ciggy
Or a stogie cause I got the greens
And I got the rollies and we can get high
And I can treat you like Kobe or Ghosty
Cause I'll fuckin' vanish if you wanna fuckin' panic, I'm the pussy bandit
We rollin' up the la-la-la, we rollin' up the la-la-la
Is he rollin' up a la-la-la? Nigga we rollin' up a la-la-la
Smokin' up the la-la-la, we gettin' high off the la-la-la
We so fly off the la-la-la, come and buy a la-la-la (Wolf Gang)
There's two girls, I'm in the middle in my black Continental
No it isn't a rental, so we gonna have to be gentle
She's arrested by my gentles like a fucking criminal
Felony after felony, well her priors are telling me
She wearing all spandex, light shirt
I finna go nutty professor in her bloody old dress
Don't scream but hold them signs up, protest the W
NBA bouncing balls covering her breast up
Girl what's up with your friend on the left
I'mma have to go get, get it in on the left
Snip and trim on the left, slim skin on the left
She got a twin on the left, we were hiking up the canyon
I'm pulling out my canon, showing her a main companion
Cause soon eggs scrambling and then a nigga scramming
And you can't hold me back, Space jammin'
Two three's, weak balls, she eat balls, meatballs
We rollin' up the la-la-la, we rollin' up the la-la-la
Is he rollin' up a la-la-la? Nigga we rollin' up a la-la-la
Smokin' up the la-la-la, we gettin' high off the la-la-la
We so fly off the la-la-la, come and buy a la-la-la (Wolf Gang)
The song 'Circus' by MellowHype is full of explicit and often nonsensical lyrics, typical of the rap genre. The song opens with the rapper bragging about his sexual exploits before making an error in his grammar, which he quickly corrects. He then goes on to assert his alpha-male status and willingness to physically assault fans who disrespect him. The song's chorus is a stream of consciousness that seems to celebrate drug use, specifically smoking marijuana.
The second verse is similarly crass, focusing on the rapper's escapades with two women in his car. He describes himself as gentle while dominating the women, using language that objectifies and dehumanizes them. He then mentions an explicit sexual act before abruptly changing the subject to basketball. The song ends with a repetition of the chorus.
Overall, 'Circus' seems to celebrate a hedonistic, violent lifestyle with no regard for others' feelings or societal rules. The lyrics are full of contradictions, such as the rapper's claim to be gentle with women while bragging about his ability to physically assault fans. The chorus serves as a sort of mantra for the rapper and his audience, reinforcing the idea that drug use is cool and rebellious.
Line by Line Meaning
Just finished hitting these bitches and now I'm dipping
I just had sex with these girls, now I'm leaving.
This barbecue sauce on my fried chicken
I'm putting sauce on my food.
Am I tripping? I said that backwards
Did I make a mistake? I said it wrong.
I rock my hat backwards, I'm on the beat, my swagger's dapper
I wear my hat backwards, I'm on the rhythm, I look cool.
Don't call me Dan, just cause I break down the weed
Don't use my name, just because I prepare the marijuana.
And wrap trees with my fam, don't mean I got wrapper hands
Just because I roll joints with my friends, doesn't mean I'm a rapper.
But I'd slap a fan quickly and I mean real quickly
I would hit a fan if they upset me, without hesitation.
Lube her up, do her up, that's what I call a quickie
I had sex with her quickly and smoothly.
Fucking faggot fan in the audience wanna diss me
A gay fan in the crowd wants to insult me.
I met his goofy ass back stage and I feed him pissy
I talked to him backstage and made him feel embarrassed.
His girlfriend was a witness, I said look Missy
His girlfriend saw everything, and I addressed her.
Don't say a word and umm.. pass the ciggy
Don't speak and give me a cigarette.
Or a stogie cause I got the greens
Or a cigar because I have marijuana.
And I got the rollies and we can get high
I have rolling papers, and we can smoke weed.
And I can treat you like Kobe or Ghosty
I can treat you like a basketball player or a ghost.
Cause I'll fuckin' vanish if you wanna fuckin' panic, I'm the pussy bandit
If you freak out, I'll disappear, I'm the sex thief.
We rollin' up the la-la-la, we rollin' up the la-la-la
We're smoking weed, we're smoking weed.
Is he rollin' up a la-la-la? Nigga we rollin' up a la-la-la
Are we smoking weed? Yes, we're smoking weed.
Smokin' up the la-la-la, we gettin' high off the la-la-la
We're smoking weed, getting high.
We so fly off the la-la-la, come and buy a la-la-la (Wolf Gang)
We feel great from smoking weed, come buy some from us. (Wolf Gang)
There's two girls, I'm in the middle in my black Continental
There are two girls, I'm between them in my black car.
No it isn't a rental, so we gonna have to be gentle
It's not a rented car, so we need to be careful.
She's arrested by my gentles like a fucking criminal
She's captivated by my smoothness like she's done something wrong.
Felony after felony, well her priors are telling me
She's had many sexual partners before.
She wearing all spandex, light shirt
She's wearing tight clothes, a bright shirt.
I finna go nutty professor in her bloody old dress
I'm going to experiment sexually with her.
Don't scream but hold them signs up, protest the W
Don't scream but hold up signs, protest the establishment.
NBA bouncing balls covering her breast up
Basketballs are covering her breasts.
Girl what's up with your friend on the left
What's the deal with your friend on the left?
I'mma have to go get, get it in on the left
I'm going to have sex with her friend on the left.
Snip and trim on the left, slim skin on the left
Her friend on the left is well-groomed and has nice skin.
She got a twin on the left, we were hiking up the canyon
Her friend on the left looks just like her, we were hiking together.
I'm pulling out my canon, showing her a main companion
I'm showing her my camera, and taking pictures of her.
Cause soon eggs scrambling and then a nigga scramming
We're going to have sex, and then I'll leave.
And you can't hold me back, Space jammin'
You can't stop me, I'm like Space Jam.
Two three's, weak balls, she eat balls, meatballs
Two threes, basketball reference, she likes meatballs.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: GERARD LONG, VYRON TURNER
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