Ugly God's name was inspired by Texas-based recording artist Yung God and his label Ugly Mob.
Welcome to the Booty Tape
Ugly God Lyrics
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Thi-this, two videos we just saw?
Yeah
Oh, good luck to him, because whatever he made off that is not gonna be- no (Thanks Ugly God!)
What you mean (Thanks Ugly God!)
He's not gonna make anymore, that was terrible, I mean
I'm pretty open minded, so I like some of these people
I think they have a future, but this guy
Number two, he's not! I mean he's just not that attractive!
And then all he wants to sing about is dumb stuff, almost like
I don't know how to even say it, he's singing like pornographic stuff
And who just wants to see, I mean
I guess if he has an audience for it good luck, I would never listen to that
So it's a no? Final opinion on Ugly God?
Oh yeah, no no no no no no no no, he's one of the worst you have shown me (Thanks Ugly God!)
I spent that check on my neck
I got yo bitch drippin', she wet (drip, splash)
Nigga please don't disrespect
My niggas they grippin' them TEC's
I pull up and pick up that check
I go to yo crib put my dick in yo sister
Yo bitch on my line, I pull up and I drill her
Don't DM me nigga, don't hit me on Twitter
Damn, I am the G.O.A.T, admit it (yea)
I fuck on yo bitch 'cause she with it (yea)
These niggas so broke, I don't get it (the fuck?)
I need me a milli, let's get it
I always say I need a milli
I probably won't stop 'til I cop me a milli
When I touch a milli, I'll cop me a bentley
So let me stack up 'cuh my pockets look empty
You niggas and bitches irrelevant (bitch)
I need me that check, I pay hella rent (cash)
My pockets thicker than an elephant (yea)
I do this rap shit for the hell of it
Twenty-sixteen, bitch I coulda been president
Bitch I'm the shit, I came up and that's evident
Don't call me brother, no, we are not relatives
You niggas is snakes (yuh, snakes)
These bitches is fake (yuh, fake)
I see that you hate (yuh)
I count up this cake (I round up that cash)
You savin' these hoes lil nigga (damn)
I cannot relate (can't relate)
But get you a cape
Say hey to my tape
Yuh, bitch
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
The lyrics of Ugly God’s song “Welcome to the Booty Tape” are controversial and explicit in nature. The song opens with a conversation between Ugly God and his mother, where she expresses her dislike for his music and her disappointment that he sings about pornographic and dumb stuff. However, Ugly God seems unfazed by his mother’s criticism as he boasts about spending his check on his neck and having women fall for him by making them wet. He also talks about his desire for success and money, as he raps about wanting to cop a million dollars, buy a Bentley, and pay a lot of rent. Ugly God is unapologetic about his rebellious and provocative lyrics that are not for everyone.
Overall, the song is a reflection of Ugly God’s unconventional style and approach to music. The song’s explicit lyrics showcase Ugly God's humorous, playful, and subversive take on hip hop culture, which has garnered him a devoted online following.
* The song was released in 2017 as a part of Ugly God’s debut studio album, which also carries the same name as the song.
* The song’s music video features the rapper in various scenes, including eating cookies, playing the piano, and hanging out with models.
* The lyrics "Thanks Ugly God" at the end of the song appear 26 times in a row.
* The song "Welcome to the Booty Tape" became Ugly God's first song to chart on Billboard's Hot 100, peaking at #87.
* Ugly God has cited influences such as Lil B, Chief Keef, and Waka Flocka Flame.
* Ugly God's real name is Royce Rodriguez.
* Ugly God grew up in Houston, Texas, and began releasing music in 2015.
* Ugly God gained popularity after his song "Water" went viral on SoundCloud in 2016.
* Despite his controversial lyrics, Ugly God advocates for self-acceptance and mental health.
* Ugly God has spoken openly about his struggles with depression and anxiety.
Chords: The chords for this track are not available as it is primarily an electronic composition.
Line by Line Meaning
I spent that check on my neck
I used my money to buy a nice chain for my neck
I got yo bitch drippin', she wet (drip, splash)
I had sex with your girlfriend and made her wet
Nigga please don't disrespect
Please do not disrespect me
My niggas they grippin' them TEC's
My friends are holding guns
I pull up and pick up that check
I pick up my money when it's ready
I go to yo crib put my dick in yo sister
I have sex with your sister at your house
Yo bitch on my line, I pull up and I drill her
I have sex with your girlfriend when she calls me
Don't DM me nigga, don't hit me on Twitter
Don't send me private messages or tweets
Damn, I am the G.O.A.T, admit it (yea)
I am the greatest of all time, accept it
I fuck on yo bitch 'cause she with it (yea)
I have sex with your girlfriend because she wants to
These niggas so broke, I don't get it (the fuck?)
I don't understand why these guys are so broke
I need me a milli, let's get it
I want to make a million dollars
I always say I need a milli
I frequently express my desire to make a million dollars
I probably won't stop 'til I cop me a milli
I am determined to make a million dollars
When I touch a milli, I'll cop me a bentley
When I make a million dollars, I'll buy a Bentley car
So let me stack up 'cuh my pockets look empty
I want to earn more money so my pockets look fuller
You niggas and bitches irrelevant (bitch)
You guys are not important or significant
I need me that check, I pay hella rent (cash)
I need money to pay my expensive rent
My pockets thicker than an elephant (yea)
I have a lot of money in my pockets
I do this rap shit for the hell of it
I rap for fun
Twenty-sixteen, bitch I coulda been president
In 2016, I could have been the president
Bitch I'm the shit, I came up and that's evident
I am amazing and my success is apparent
Don't call me brother, no, we are not relatives
Do not refer to me as your brother, we are not related
You niggas is snakes (yuh, snakes)
You guys are sneaky and untrustworthy
These bitches is fake (yuh, fake)
These women are fake and deceitful
I see that you hate (yuh)
I can tell that you hate me
I count up this cake (I round up that cash)
I count my money
You savin' these hoes lil nigga (damn)
You are trying to save these women, it's pointless
I cannot relate (can't relate)
I don't understand that mindset
But get you a cape
You might as well pretend to be a superhero
Say hey to my tape
Check out my new music
Yuh, bitch
Yeah, that's all I have to say
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Written by: John Joeffrey Bean
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