This song is Bananas
There is a song by the No Doubt chick about Bananas. The song is called "holla back girl" and I guess it is pretty old. I heard this song in the gym. In the song there is a shout out to bananas. I thought that this was a phallic metaphor: Bananas refering to the love noodle. The ninja says the song is about cheerleaders. I think she is probably right. Here is the song in all its glory:
Holla Back Girl - Gwen Stefani
Uh huh,this my shit
All the girls stomp your feet like this
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no holla back girl
I ain't no holla back girl
[2x]
ooh, this my shit , this my shit [x4]
I heard that you were talking shit
And you didn't think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up
A few times I've been around that track
So it´s not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no holla back girl
I ain't no holla back girl
[2x]
ooh, this my shit , this my shit [x4]
So that's right dude, meet me at the bleachers
No principals, no student-teachers
Both of us wanna be the winner, but there can only be one
So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all
Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you
That's right, I'm the last one standing, another one bites the dust
A few times I've been around that track
So it´s not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no holla back girl
I ain't no holla back girl
[2x]
ooh this my shit, this my shit [x4]
let me hear you say this shit is bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s
this shit is bananas
b-a-n-a-n-a-s
again, shit is bananas
b-a-n-a-n-a-s
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
few times I've been around that track
so it´s not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no holla back girl
I ain't no holla back girl
[2x]
ooh, this my shit , this my shit 4)x
Reading this song makes me incredibly happy. A retard wrote this, no? My favorite line, aside from all the banana spelling, is the phrase, "thats right, dude".
Holla Back Girl - Gwen Stefani
Uh huh,this my shit
All the girls stomp your feet like this
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no holla back girl
I ain't no holla back girl
[2x]
ooh, this my shit , this my shit [x4]
I heard that you were talking shit
And you didn't think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up
A few times I've been around that track
So it´s not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no holla back girl
I ain't no holla back girl
[2x]
ooh, this my shit , this my shit [x4]
So that's right dude, meet me at the bleachers
No principals, no student-teachers
Both of us wanna be the winner, but there can only be one
So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all
Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you
That's right, I'm the last one standing, another one bites the dust
A few times I've been around that track
So it´s not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no holla back girl
I ain't no holla back girl
[2x]
ooh this my shit, this my shit [x4]
let me hear you say this shit is bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s
this shit is bananas
b-a-n-a-n-a-s
again, shit is bananas
b-a-n-a-n-a-s
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
few times I've been around that track
so it´s not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no holla back girl
I ain't no holla back girl
[2x]
ooh, this my shit , this my shit 4)x
Reading this song makes me incredibly happy. A retard wrote this, no? My favorite line, aside from all the banana spelling, is the phrase, "thats right, dude".
posted by Old Stallion at 3:15 PM
9 Comments:
I'd never heard that "song" before because I'm out of touch with today's hits, so I downloaded it. That shit IS bananas. Using this and "My Humps" as proof, I think the only thing you need to do to get a hit single today is lazily chant a nonsensical catchphrase over a beat. I'm going to start work on my new hit single, "Bust Those Tasty Banana-Nut Humps," right away.
I've heard of this song, but I've never actually heard it. Perhaps Dr. Mystery could make it play on the computer since he knows about that stuff.
I do know about the b-a-n-a-n-a-s chant, though, because when we were in elementary school we would have a school-wide olympic games every four years during the regular olympic games and the whole school was divided up into three teams. My team was the bananas and we would do that chant. I think we came in third, though. I mean bronze.
Bust those tasty Banana-nut Humps!
Bust those tasty Banana-nut Humps!
Give my love noodle "al dante" lumps!
Making milk shakes, and spaghetti-oh's
But never forget-- I don't love them ho's
[repeat above 10 times]
bananas, tacos, and other metaphors
barking like a dog, down on all fours
Put your hands up, dance up, on me
Whoomp, Merry Christmas, I'm a G
Have sex with me. [x4]
Biological didn't bother
I'm a tough single father. [x4]
[Another number 2 hit!]
"have sex with me" and "i'm a tough single father" make me laugh aloud in this lonesome computer lab. i always thought you had a talent for choruses. now i know. shine on, brother. shine on. (silent tear rolls down cheek. proud smile. fade to black.)
I don't just love that hit, I like it!
i heard a song on the radio last night. i don't know what it is called or who sings it, but the chorus is:
L-O!
L-O!
L-O!
L-O-V-E!
spelling and retardation are totally hot this year in music.
update:
i looked up the billboard hot 100 and ashlee simpson has a song at 28 that is called "L.O.V.E."
the title fits as does my disdain.
at 29 is carrie underwood with "jesus, take the wheel."
i thought you might like that.
I'd have to be pretty goddamn drunk to let Jesus take the wheel, because, in case of rapture, I'd be stuck in the passenger seat.
Stuck in the passenger seat, screaming done the highway at 128 MPH (Jesus don't need no speed limits, yo) and just as you are passing back the gnarly, he's gone in a flash of rapture laden light, and you're looking at shrieking oncoming death in casual smears of yellow gristle and broken veins spilling alchol and LSD laced blood. Dude, who the fuck WOULDN'T want to go that way?
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