Natalie
Natalie feat. Baby Bash Lyrics
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Now, Natalie, the last time you were here, I heard things got a little out of control
Yeah, well, I was going through a really weird time then.
But, I've matured a lot
Why don't you fill us in on what it's like to be you?
Okay, ya bish
I'm sorry, what?
Fucked your husband and his best friend just for sport, man
Mast around and made the same song twice
Heres's the Bush now, eat your Condoleezza Rice
You know it's clickbait, clickbait, clickbait
Put a dildo on a switchblade, switchblade, switchblade (Woo!)
Xannies dissolving in my Pinot
My man dance, but he's not a ballerino
Yeah, he twinkle his toes, but he give me good D, though
Wrap a good burrito
Tide Pods only fucking thing I snack on
Black out and go motherfucking Black Swan
Oh, these dudes slash, fix your posture boy
I'll come up side your head with my fucking Oscar, boy
My brain gone off that fucking Ayahuasca, boy
Tell your tourist parents I'ma turn you into a foster boy!
Wow, I gotta say it seems like you're almost exactly the same
But with current references
Untrue, I'm a mother now
It's really changed my perspective
And do you find it difficult juggling kids and a career?
You can juggle these nuts
What?
I don't dance now, I make mommy moves
When I gave birth, I didn't even push
I was blazed out, smoking bomb kush
And when my water broke, you know it drowned the doctor
They say I'm sex-positive
Hell yeah, I'm positive
That you're going down while I'm bumping "My Prerogative"
Tell me why
Ha, I guess I'm showing my age
Now bend over and spread them because you about to get fucked (Damn!)
Fascinating stuff
Now I have to ask, Natalie, have you seen the new Star Wars movies?
No
Oh, well they're really good! They're much better than
Better than what?
Shit
Say something 'bout the motherfucking prequels, bitch! (They were good!)
Say something fucking nice about Jar-Jar Binks (He's tall?)
Now kiss him right on his seventeen dicks (What?)
While I sit dead on your face and take a shit
Oh, Natalie (Yeah?)
Please come meet your baby
He cries himself to sleep every night
That little shit ain't mine!
Oh, Natalie (What?)
It's been twelve long years (Shut the fuck up!)
And I'm seven days sober, I swear on his life!
You're a mess, Carl
Okay, well, that's all the time we have.
Natalie, one last question—
Do you think those "Time's Up" pins have had the impact that you were hoping for? (Ah!)
How's that for impact?
Well, actually — oh, no
No more questions
Natalie Portman's song "Rap" is a satirical and comical take on her own life and career, including references to her roles in Star Wars and Black Swan. In the first verse, Portman addresses rumors about her personal life, including having an affair with her husband's best friend. She also references the clickbait culture of the media and jokingly threatens people who make negative comments about her with her Oscar. In the second verse, she talks about motherhood and sex positivity, while also making fun of people who criticize the Star Wars prequels and Jar-Jar Binks. The song ends on a comedic note with an exchange between Portman and a fictional character named Carl.
Throughout the song, Portman uses clever wordplay and pop culture references to poke fun at herself and the media. She also showcases her sense of humor and willingness to laugh at herself. The song has been praised for its clever lyrics and Portman's confident delivery, as well as its message of empowerment and sex positivity.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, well, I was going through a really weird time then.
I was struggling during the last time I was here.
But, I've matured a lot
But, I've grown and developed since then.
Okay, ya bish
Okay, let me tell you.
Yeah, Portman, Portman, Portman, Portman, Portman, Portman
Addressing me, repeating my name several times.
Fucked your husband and his best friend just for sport, man
I had sex with your husband and his best friend for fun.
Mast around and made the same song twice
I was messing around and made the same song twice.
Heres's the Bush now, eat your Condoleezza Rice
I'm showing you the bush, now eat up like Condoleezza Rice would.
You know it's clickbait, clickbait, clickbait
You know it's all clickbait.
Put a dildo on a switchblade, switchblade, switchblade (Woo!)
Put a dildo on a switchblade and wave it around.
Xannies dissolving in my Pinot
I have Xanax dissolving in my Pinot.
My man dance, but he's not a ballerino
My man dances, but he's not a ballerino.
Yeah, he twinkle his toes, but he give me good D, though
Yeah, he twinkles his toes, but he's good in bed.
Wrap a good burrito
Let's wrap a good burrito.
Tide Pods only fucking thing I snack on
Tide Pods are the only thing I snack on.
Black out and go motherfucking Black Swan
I black out and go crazy like in Black Swan.
Oh, these dudes slash, fix your posture boy
I'll come up to you and give you a good knock on the head with my Oscar.
My brain gone off that fucking Ayahuasca, boy
My brain is messed up from Ayahuasca.
Tell your tourist parents I'ma turn you into a foster boy!
I'll turn you into a foster boy and tell your tourist parents.
Untrue, I'm a mother now
No, things have changed, I'm a mother now.
It's really changed my perspective
It's shifted my outlook on things.
You can juggle these nuts
You can deal with this problem.
I don't dance now, I make mommy moves
I don't dance now, I make mommy moves.
When I gave birth, I didn't even push
I didn't even have to push when giving birth.
I was blazed out, smoking bomb kush
I was high smoking some really strong weed.
And when my water broke, you know it drowned the doctor
When my water broke, it flooded the doctor.
They say I'm sex-positive
They say I'm positive about sex.
Hell yeah, I'm positive
Hell yeah, I'm positive.
That you're going down while I'm bumping "My Prerogative"
You're going to lose while I do what I want.
Ha, I guess I'm showing my age
I guess I'm revealing how old I am.
Now bend over and spread them because you about to get fucked (Damn!)
Bend over and get ready to get messed with.
Say something 'bout the motherfucking prequels, bitch! (They were good!)
Talk about the Star Wars movie prequels.
Say something fucking nice about Jar-Jar Binks (He's tall?)
Say something nice about Jar-Jar Binks.
Now kiss him right on his seventeen dicks (What?)
Kiss him everywhere he has genitals.
While I sit dead on your face and take a shit
While I sit on your face and take a shit.
That little shit ain't mine!
That baby isn't mine!
It's been twelve long years (Shut the fuck up!)
It's been twelve years since we've last talked.
And I'm seven days sober, I swear on his life!
And I haven't had a drink in seven days.
You're a mess, Carl
You are a mess, Carl.
How's that for impact?
How's that for making an impact?
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Akiva Schaeffer, Andy Samberg, Colin Kelly Jost, Daniel Celestin, Erik Kenward, Jeremy Coleman, Jorma Taccone, Kent Mason Sublette
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@MsDude05
She doesn't need a big butt or dramatic make-up or some crazy outfit to stand out. Her music,voice,originality, and natural beauty does it all.
@tribaluce1832
Amen 🙏🏽
@johnnygarcia242
So
@johnnynorris21
Say that
@b3bparker88
Women should back to this instead of the kardashian look that ruin everything
@DIVINEKAOZ
She was always one of the best. So naturally pretty. Her voice is so calming. This song will always be one of the best of its time hand down!
@jamesfields5808
I was in 7th or 8th grade when this song came out!! Dang I miss those days.. when I'm bored I find my self listening to songs from my younger days I wish I could go back.. can I get a amen lol..
@Mrz71808
amen nro
@Mrz71808
a men bro
@melissaledesma878
Me to