Big Boi de Outkast: Shutterbug, videoclip y letra

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La cabeza de Big Boi en manos de una chica
En 2006 Outkast publicaron el que es hasta la fecha su último disco titulado Idlewild. Desde aquello André 3000 y Big Boi han tomado caminos diferentes tanto musicales como interpretativos. Pues bien, tras varios retrasos, Big Boi por fin estrena el videoclip de Shutterbug, el que parece ser su primer single oficial.

El 6 de julio se espera que se publique Sir Luscious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty, alter ego bajo el cual Big Boi presentará su disco en solitario. Será un álbum donde la fusión de estilos estará presente y donde encontraremos colaboraciones de gente como Jamie Foxx, B.o.B., Gucci Mane y André 3000.

Siguiendo la línea surrealista cómica de los vídeos que hacía con Outkast, Big Boi presenta una de aquellas idas de olla visuales tan hipnotizantes como incomprensibles. Con la aparición de la guapísima Keri Hilson por ahí, vemos a Big Boi sin cabeza, una pirámide hecha de zapatillas de deporte, un Cadillac psicodélico, dos chicas vestidas de neón, peluches a lo Gomaespuma cantando con vocoder…En fin, una macedonia de referencias interesantísimas, pero sin mucho sentido.

Verso 1
Uh, I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe
Boy check the resume, it’s risky business in the A
And I’ve been a witness to this history
Ever since the the 10th grade
We went from rockin brades to temp fades
I twist my A hat to the side just for style
or throw on the Gucci bucket with the flowers super fly
Wow, the southern pride been known to shut it down
But it ain’t so country my nigga this ain’t no Gomer Pile
I’m sergeant slaughter
I keep my shit cooked to order in order
To satisfy my people in Georgia and across the water
And across the boarder the essays are getting smarter. They got flour for tortillas and lettuce for enchiladas. if you follow wink wink. no doubt we don’t speak. in a blink them folks could have you sleeping in the clink. I’m shittin’ on niggas and pee’ing on the seat. It’s the nigga the BIG BOI OUT

Hook:
Now party people in the club it’s time to cut a rug and throw the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs. I’m double fisted and if you’re empty you can grab a cup. Boy stop, i’m just playing. Let me dap you up. baby baby you’re in my system. baby baby tell me your listening.

Verso 2:
Boy, it’s after 12, club’s like A Hive Bee, A bee hive cause not everybody buzzin around me. Could it be the way the verse is sounding? Came up on the Gheto Boys and the Underground Kingz. Toys, I had a brougham, called it pretty brown thing. Paint look like root beer when the sun was shining. Known to keep a bad bitch. No niggas beside me. Index finger on the trigger in case niggas is clowning. Not to flex but to protect my neck like the Wu-Tang. Self-preservation is the rule when you do aim. Or get in something more sinister. You gotta be the finisher to make it sure the doctors, they can’t replenish him. Or bring him back to life. Back to reality. Gone get on some hoes leave it alone. Triple OG status A town’s very own.

Hook:

Puente:

Now this goes out to all my playas in the back sippin’ yack. Bendin’ ‘round corners in the ‘lac. Cut a rug, playa, now cut a rug. And throw yo’ deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg. And this goes out to all my ladies in the front. What you want? You make me wanna breed. Girl freeze. Cut a rug, lady, now cut a rug. And throw yo’ deuce up in the sky for the shutterbugg.

Hook:

Outro:
Tell me you’re listening cause you all up in my system I can feel you from my head to my toes. (You’re in my system) Lucious Leftfoot’s got his best foot forward darling Lord have mercy how them flows stay so cold, froze. (Tell me you’re listening)

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