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“Cocooned into a butterfly”, my ass! Cassie is more like one of those flying roaches in the projects.
A new song called “Official Girl” has been floating around the web recently. It is rumored to be the first single off of the Bad Boy starlet’s upcoming album. We were promised that a noticeable change was in order, but Cassie still sounds like shit to me. How many times do I have to say that this girl is better off modeling? Not everyone is meant to sing, so if she isn’t taking pictures or serving Big Bufords at the Checker’s Drive-Thru, I don’t give a damn!
Play: Cassie - Official Girl
Update: I vote for Karina Pasian!
It’s too early in the week for this shit.
Flavor of Love’s Saaphyri is dead serious about marketing her Lip Chap. While making a trip to My Bust It Baby Mama’s blog today, I was assaulted by this video of Sap (my new nickname for Saaphyri) advertising her “cosmetics” through the use of rap music. I think it is safe to say that Sap is the most successful of the Flavor of Love alum…and she didn’t even have to tickle Flav’s balls.
I see this video as being the new joint on tomorrow’s 106 & Park.
Just as I thought he would, Polow Da Don is trying to cover up his beatjacking disorder with fuckery. Take a look at this quote I spotted at Necole Bitchie.
“That’s not where I got them from, but they’re definitely in there,” Polow said of the sounds used in “Love in This Club”. There’s this keyboard I have that a lot of sounds come in. [Yeah, sure — Kid Fury]” Polow noted that the song contains a live bassline and that Robin Thicke was enlisted to play piano on the record.
“If a ten-year-old can make ‘Love in This Club’ and save Usher’s career and make black women want to f*ck him again, after they was done with him for getting married, then sh*t he’s a genius just like me,” Polow said. “I also wrote the hook - that’s not a preset. [Fuck You — Kid Fury]“
Um, Lemon Clorox cocktail for Mr. Polow. Come get a drink! I believe the meerkat species is completely shunning their brethren right now. Wouldn’t you?
Kizzy Pop is still working the magazine covers. I’m not mad at her, although I don’t read Live and have never heard of it. She still has to do something for relevancy, seeing as how Michelle is damn near passing her up with quality singles. Nobody can call this chick a quitter! Even when nobody is thinking about her, she keeps that work ethic up to par!
Looks like Cassie fully ignored my sound advice and decided to continue her “singing” career. Undermine my opinion if you want to, but you know I am right, girl. Anyway, the Bad Boy artist has a new track out called, “Thirsty”. The name serves perfectly, because homegirl was vocalizing like she had a case of dry mouth.
No word on whether or not this is the lead single of a new album, but you can check it out for yourself. Send Cassie a prayer, please.
Play: Cassie - Thirsty
See, this is what happens when you try to turn a video hoe into an actress — the heavens pour down devastation and terror on all of us. What the hell made anybody think that Angel Lola Luv (who I still think is a little off) could have a speaking role in a movie? I don’t wanna say model puss had anything to do with it, but judging by this trailer I found at RealTalkNY, I don’t understand how she made it past the cold reading.
Hell, I didn’t even think she could read!
Okay, that was just stupid! I don’t know why everyone is fiending for Dru Hill to get back together anyway. They made a nice mark, but I could do without them in my life. This video is ultra-ignorant! Am I supposed to believe that all this is real? Lil’ Kim’s skin color is more authentic than that trash.
Dru Hill & B2K: Instead of making dramatic little YouTube skits, take these two words of advice — give up!
So, Soulja Boy now wants to launch his own clothing line — for the ignant colored in all of us, I suppose. I’m going to hand him this one compliment…he knows how to keep his name in the loop even without good quality music. However, this won’t last very long. He’s gonna fade away eventually.
Mark my words, damn it!
Let me tell you…if Ciara ever came to my job as a guest employee for the day, I would be sitting in the store’s utility closet texting my ass off until closing. I’m not one for the big crowds — nobody really wants a skillet burrito anyway, Mickey D’s!
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