His biggest hits were War of Love, Thundering Typhoons and Speed Song.
I Remember You
Virtual Alien Lyrics
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I'm 'bout to give it up like I've been holding back all night
Girl, take pride in what you wanna do
Even if that means a new man every night inside of you
Baby, I don't mind
You can tell by how I roll
Cause my clique hard and my cup cold
My tongue slurred cause I'm so throwed
And he's TG and I'm XO
I'm only here for one night
And I'mma be your memory
Sing it in my ears, so I can hear what you're saying to me
I got cups full of that Rose
Smoke anything that's passed to me
Don't worry 'bout my boys
I won't need it for what I'm about to do to you
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Old rapping ass
Lightyears past the class
Hit it, don't have to pass
Nigga, we the new Aftermath
Niggas after fame, I just had to laugh
Niggas after fame, I'm after cash
You's a fan of a player
I'm the man, you's a hater
And I only smoke papers
That's how you tell them Taylors
Nigga listen
Break it down, rolling weed on the island of my kitchen
And not a thing comes out without permission
Look, everything I got on I was made for
Everything that I got I done came for
All the shit that you see I done slaved for
All the cars and the crib, yeah that's paid for
Need I say more
Spend so much money on clothes
Said fuck a store, making my own
I hope that you're rolling one up while you're singing along
And know I was rolling one while I was making this song
Pour out some shots
You're taking too long
Young and I'm rich
And plus all of my friends on that Bombay and lemonade
Good to you
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
I'm on some gin, you on some gin
I'm moving slow, I'm driving fast
I hit the weed, you take the wheel
We lose control
Drop the top in that 69
Not Motor 1, not old Chevelle
Can't say things like supposed to feel
Stacking all of this paper, dawg
I like to call this shit old news
It means haters jocking our old moves
Popping champagne cause we made it
Pack in the Phantom, we faded
All of this shit that I did I probably won't remember tomorrow
Good to you
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
The song "I Remember You" by Virtual Alien is about a one-night stand that both parties seem to be enjoying. The first verse is from the perspective of the male partner, who seems to be encouraging the girl to pursue whatever makes her happy, even if that means sleeping with multiple partners. He then goes on to describe his own state of inebriation, with slurred speech and sweat from his performance. He suggests that he will make the night memorable for the girl and be a lasting memory for her. The second verse is from the perspective of the female partner, who seems to be enjoying the experience and might want to see the man again in the future. She's described as a "bad bitch," which could imply that she's confident and knows what she wants. The chorus is repeated throughout the song, with both partners expressing that they want to be remembered by the other person.
The lyrics are quite straightforward, with both partners seeming to be enjoying the experience and wanting to be remembered. It's interesting to note that the song is sung by a male artist, but the female partner's perspective is given equal weight in the second verse. The song also has a mild, dreamy quality to it with the melody fitting into trap music. The chorus is very catchy and memorable, which adds to the song's overall theme of wanting to be remembered.
Line by Line Meaning
She's about to earn some bragging rights
She's going to do something impressive that she'll be proud of
I'm 'bout to give it up like I've been holding back all night
I'm going to let loose and have some fun
Girl, take pride in what you wanna do
Be confident in your choices and actions
Even if that means a new man every night inside of you
Even if it means having multiple partners, do what makes you happy
Baby, I don't mind
I don't have a problem with what you want to do
You can tell by how I roll
You can see my attitude from my behavior
Cause my clique hard and my cup cold
My friends are tough and my drink is cold
My tongue slurred cause I'm so throwed
I'm drunk and my speech is affected
And I'm wiping sweat from my last show
I just finished performing and I'm sweating
And he's TG and I'm XO
The artist with me is TG, and I represent XO
I'm only here for one night
I'm only staying for a short time
And I'mma be your memory
I want to create a memorable experience for you
Sing it in my ears, so I can hear what you're saying to me
Tell me your thoughts and feelings, I want to listen
I got cups full of that Rose
My cups are filled with Rosé wine
Smoke anything that's passed to me
I'll smoke whatever is offered to me
Don't worry 'bout my boys
My friends are taken care of
I won't need it for what I'm about to do to you
I won't need anything else because I'm going to give you all my attention
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I like you a lot, I might want to see you again
I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you
I want to get your phone number before we part ways
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Give me a good reason to remember you
Make me remember you like you remember me
Create an experience that is memorable for both of us
Old rapping ass
A reference to being an older rapper
Lightyears past the class
I'm ahead of the competition
Hit it, don't have to pass
I don't need anyone's approval, I do what I want
Nigga, we the new Aftermath
We're the new wave of successful artists
Niggas after fame, I just had to laugh
Others are chasing fame, but I'm focused on making money
Niggas after fame, I'm after cash
I'm not concerned with fame, I want to make money
You's a fan of a player
You're a fan of mine
I'm the man, you's a hater
I'm successful and you're envious
And I only smoke papers
I only smoke rolling papers
That's how you tell them Taylors
This is how Taylor Gang (my group of friends and fans) is identified
Nigga listen
Listen to what I'm saying
Break it down, rolling weed on the island of my kitchen
I'm rolling weed in my house
And not a thing comes out without permission
I'm in control of everything in my environment
Look, everything I got on I was made for
My outfits are customized and fit me perfectly
Everything that I got I done came for
I worked hard for everything I have
All the shit that you see I done slaved for
I worked really hard for everything you can see
All the cars and the crib, yeah that's paid for
I bought my cars and house outright
Need I say more
What I've said should be sufficient
Spend so much money on clothes
I invest a lot of money into my wardrobe
Said fuck a store, making my own
I don't need to shop at stores because I make my own clothes
I hope that you're rolling one up while you're singing along
I hope you're smoking weed while listening to this song
And know I was rolling one while I was making this song
I was also smoking weed while creating this song
Pour out some shots
Let's drink alcohol together
You're taking too long
Hurry up and drink your shot
Young and I'm rich
I'm young and wealthy
And plus all of my friends on that Bombay and lemonade
Me and my friends are drinking Bombay gin with lemonade
I'm on some gin, you on some gin
We're both drinking gin
I'm moving slow, I'm driving fast
I'm driving fast even though I'm not really in a hurry
I hit the weed, you take the wheel
I'm going to smoke weed while you drive
We lose control
We become reckless and let go of our inhibitions
Drop the top in that 69
Let's put the convertible top down on a classic 1969 car
Not Motor 1, not old Chevelle
Two different types of classic cars that we're not driving
Can't say things like supposed to feel
I can't describe my feelings accurately
Stacking all of this paper, dawg
I'm making a lot of money
I like to call this shit old news
My wealth is something I'm used to and not impressed by
It means haters jocking our old moves
People are copying our previous successes
Popping champagne cause we made it
We're celebrating our success with champagne
Pack in the Phantom, we faded
We're driving in a Rolls-Royce Phantom and are intoxicated
All of this shit that I did I probably won't remember tomorrow
I'm doing so many things that I'm likely to forget them
Contributed by Madison B. Suggest a correction in the comments below.