(1) American r… Read Full Bio ↴There are several bands in the world using this name:
(1) American rap producer DJ Mustard
(2) MUSTARD is a drummer from London, a vocalist from Oslo, two guitarists from Kortgard and a bassist from Bergen. http://www.mustardband.com
(3) Mustard is a 4-piece Christchuch (New Zealand) band playing their own psychedelic blues folk rock. Formed in 2005 they have been playing the local live scene and with the recent addition of keyboard extroadinaire Tim Driver they have begun recording their debut album for release in 2007 through local label She'll be Right records. http://www.myspace.com/mustardnz & http://youtube.com/mustardnz
(4) A glam rock group from the UK who released one single – Good Time Comin’ – in 1974.
(5) Indie Rock band from The Croydon (UK) area. Recorded throughout the 90s but missed out on that exclusive record deal. http://www.myspace.com/mustardrock
(6) Daniel Mustard, a homeless man who came onto Opie and Anthony’s Sirius XM radio show in December 2009 blew the minds of everyone in the building with a unique and extremely soulful rendition of Radiohead’s Creep. http://vimeo.com/8132302
Intro
Mustard Lyrics
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(Mustard on the beat hoe)
Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
I like bitches with big titties
Ri-ri-ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
I'm finna shoot a porn flick, bitch come get your cameo
She got a baby-daddy and a kid, but she ain't tell me though
She runnin' from the D, Oh My God, she's a scary hoe
I kill pussy, I hope she got insurance for the burial
Wait hold up, how you even know me? "Oh I heard you on the radio"
My pockets on fatboy, shoutout to Lil Terrio
The hardest nigga always singing louder than the stereo
Commit a crime, then starting pointing fingers, like "There he go"
I be fresh to death, fly as hell when I walk through
Why niggas hatin' on me, that I ain't never even talked too?
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, nigga, who are you?
Oh, you still mad from high school, 'cause the coach didn't start you?
I take my hoes too Toys'R'Us
Why? 'Cause they childish
You gon' find a better nigga? Baby I highly doubt it
Just like a old-ass whip, these hoes got high mileage
Stop gossipin', bitch you still live' in public housing
Boy bye, she only fuck with niggas with the blue-check
I ain't fuckin' with her, even though I got the blue-check
On Instagram, and my bank account, big blue check
I'm a cold nigga, when I come around, she made the crewneck
Knockin' 'em down like dominoes, I'm freaky, yeah, who next?
Even though our convos be dry, I got you wet
I gave her good D, now she braggin' in a groupchat
Now she always poppin' up, like a new text
I got a mic, come sing, you can be my Whitney Houston
I 'ont want a lot, but just like Nike, I'm tryna' do it
Your secrets safe with me, 'cause I don't care 'bout who you screwing
The people say I'm famous, really I be really coolin'
I'm a fool, but that jewelry look fake, who you foolin'?
The niggas that be flexin' on the 'Gram, be really losin'
Hey tough guy, don't play with guns, if you ain't really shootin'
Stop playin', them niggas in LA be really true
Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
I like bitches with big titties
Ri-ri-ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
I like bitches with big titties
Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
I like bitches with big titties
Ri-ri-ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
I like bitches with big titties
The opening track of Mustard’s album, “Intro,” starts off with a boastful and confident proclamation of his success and status in the rap industry. He accentuates his production credits by declaring his signature sample, “Mustard on the beat hoe,” in the beginning of the track. The lyrics are explicit and often offensive, with lines referencing porn, sex, and derogatory statements about women. Despite the explicit content, the song embodies Mustard’s confident persona and highlights his own self-affirmation and validation. He boasts about his wealth, popularity, and sexual prowess, asserting his dominance in the rap industry while throwing shade at his detractors. The hook, “Ri-ri-ridin’ through the city, where it’s litty, countin’ hunnids, countin’ fifties, I like bitches with big titties,” furthers this assertion of confidence, portraying Mustard as a successful and sexually desirable figure.
The lyrics of “Intro” are a reflection of Mustard’s ability to create infectious beats and catchy hooks that have made him a highly sought-after producer in the hip-hop industry. The song exemplifies his ability to create party anthems, while still maintaining a sense of authenticity and confidence in his lyrics. The song also highlights the exploitative and objectifying nature of many rap songs, in which women are often reduced to their sexual body parts. Despite the explicit content, “Intro” is an excellent example of hip-hop’s ability to convey personality, emotion, and identity through music.
Line by Line Meaning
Wait hold up, I'm finna turn this bitch up
I am about to make this party wild
(Mustard on the beat hoe)
I produced this sick beat
Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Driving through a lit city
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
Counting stacks of money
I like bitches with big titties
I am attracted to women with large breasts
I'm finna shoot a porn flick, bitch come get your cameo
I am planning to make and star in a pornographic film, come and make an appearance in it
She got a baby-daddy and a kid, but she ain't tell me though
She has a child and a baby's father but did not disclose it to me
She runnin' from the D, Oh My God, she's a scary hoe
She is running from Detroit and is a scared woman
I kill pussy, I hope she got insurance for the burial
I am skilled at sexual intercourse, I hope she can handle it
Wait hold up, how you even know me? 'Oh I heard you on the radio'
How do you know who I am? Oh, you heard me on the radio
My pockets on fatboy, shoutout to Lil Terrio
I have a lot of money, shoutout to Lil Terrio
The hardest nigga always singing louder than the stereo
The most aggressive person always stands out
Commit a crime, then starting pointing fingers, like 'There he go'
Commit a crime and then try to blame someone else for it
I be fresh to death, fly as hell when I walk through
I look fresh and stylish when I walk by
Why niggas hatin' on me, that I ain't never even talked too?
Why are people hating on me when I have never even spoken to them?
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, nigga, who are you?
I don't know who you are, you are irrelevant
Oh, you still mad from high school, 'cause the coach didn't start you?
Are you still angry because the coach didn't let you play in high school?
I take my hoes too Toys'R'Us
I like to bring my partners to Toys'R'Us because they are childish
Why? 'Cause they childish
Because they act immature like children
You gon' find a better nigga? Baby I highly doubt it
You won't find a better man than me, I am the best
Just like a old-ass whip, these hoes got high mileage
These women have been with many partners, like an old car that has been driven a lot
Stop gossipin', bitch you still live' in public housing
Stop spreading rumors, you still live in government-funded housing
Boy bye, she only fuck with niggas with the blue-check
She only has sex with men who have a verified account on social media
I ain't fuckin' with her, even though I got the blue-check
I have a verified account but I'm not interested in her
On Instagram, and my bank account, big blue check
I have a lot of money in my bank account and a verified Instagram account
I'm a cold nigga, when I come around, she made the crewneck
I am a player, when I am around, she makes her friends jealous
Knockin' 'em down like dominoes, I'm freaky, yeah, who next?
I am sexually active and always ready for the next partner
Even though our convos be dry, I got you wet
Even though our conversations may be boring, I still have the ability to sexually arouse you
I gave her good D, now she braggin' in a groupchat
I gave her good sexual satisfaction, and now she is telling her friends about it
Now she always poppin' up, like a new text
She is always appearing, like a new text message notification
I got a mic, come sing, you can be my Whitney Houston
I have a microphone, come and sing with me, you can be like Whitney Houston
I 'ont want a lot, but just like Nike, I'm tryna' do it
I don't want much, but just like Nike's slogan, I'm trying to just do it
Your secrets safe with me, 'cause I don't care 'bout who you screwing
I won't share your secrets because I don't care about who you are having sex with
The people say I'm famous, really I be really coolin'
People say I am famous, but I am just trying to stay cool
I'm a fool, but that jewelry look fake, who you foolin'?
I may be foolish, but your jewelry looks fake, who are you trying to fool?
The niggas that be flexin' on the 'Gram, be really losin'
The people that show off on social media are often not doing well in real life
Hey tough guy, don't play with guns, if you ain't really shootin'
Hey tough guy, don't use guns if you aren't really willing to use them
Stop playin', them niggas in LA be really true
Stop pretending, the people in LA are really dangerous
Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Driving through a lit city
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
Counting stacks of money
I like bitches with big titties
I am attracted to women with large breasts
Ri-ri-ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Driving through a lit city
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
Counting stacks of money
I like bitches with big titties
I am attracted to women with large breasts
Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Driving through a lit city
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
Counting stacks of money
I like bitches with big titties
I am attracted to women with large breasts
Ri-ri-ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Driving through a lit city
Countin' hunnids, countin' fifties
Counting stacks of money
I like bitches with big titties
I am attracted to women with large breasts
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Carl Martin, Dijon Isaiah McFarlane, Ermias Asghedom, Jachin Jenkins, Leslie Wakefield
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@stokedboutstackks1822
1take is still waayyyy under-rated.. bro is hard on accident 🙌🏽
@leonelllll
Factss
@19doubleO
Pause
@joemomma6317
Not on accident lol
@jamiespaur161
caught that wood after passing out in class
@Davon85J
1takejay deserves the recognition that blueface is getting.
@itzrpittman
Davon85J blue face stole everything from him....and jay been rappin 2 years before him
@mob1813
On God ‼️
@meonly9977
Ryan Pittman nah nigga they both stole almighty suspect flow 😂💯
@itzrpittman
Ja Ma you sound dumb jay been rappin before almighty fr