Rake It Up - Yo Gotti ft. Nicki Minaj




The Experience: This the strip club anthem...... Yo Gotti and Nicki Minaj offer an anthem to a very sad place...

Music video: The video cycles between Yo Gotti touring the neighborhood where prostitutes are raking up the money he's thrown at them, Yo Gotti in a red lit room where he keeps the brooms/poles he keeps as trophies, Yo Gotti surrounded by bikini clad girls dancing, and finally Nicki Minaj and entourage in underwear. The visuals consistent with the lyrics, but also underlines what's wrong with Rake It Up's selfish and demeaning vision of women: they are only there so that Yo Gotti can look at them and use them.

The Meaning of Rake It Up: Yo Gotti portrays himself alternately as both a pimp and a rich user. But what both have in common are the girls they use. Sexually explicit and heavily vulgar lyrics - bleed once a month referring to women's period etc. - add a layer of insult to the objectifying lyrics. Nicki Minaj's lines reinforce that - her character sees herself and refers to herself primarily in terms of sex.

Ask yourself: Where does the hypocrisy in society come from? On the one hand, our culture produces feminism, and on the other, a use and abuse attitude towards those same women.

Album: Gotti Made-It (2017)

LYRICS:

[Yo Gotti and Nicki Minaj]
Aw, this the strip club anthem, nigga, what's up?
Young Money
Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back
Them AMG 63's
Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga

[Yo Gotti]
I tell all my ho-es - rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my h-es - rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, fuck it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, rake it up, rake it up

I made love to a stripper (stripper), first I had to tip her (phrrr)
20 thousand ones, (woo) she said I'm that nigga (I am)
I said I'm that nigga, b-tch, I already know it (I know it)
I come with bad weather, (ksh) they say I'm a storm (aye)
VVS in my chum, that's a Roc-A-Fella chain
I was sending bricks to Harlem back when Jay was still with Dame
I'm a Phillipe Chow, (what) I got a Patek on (okay)
Got a stripper with me she pick up the check, home (phrrr)
She gon' f-ck it up, f-ck it up, she don't need makeup (makeup)
She gon' rake it up, rake it up until a nigga pay up (pay up)
She said pay for the p-ssy, pay for the p-ssy (pay), wait for the pu-sy, wait for the p-ssy (wait)
Ask God to forgive me (why) 'cause I pray for the p-ssy, pray for the p-ssy

[Yo Gotti and Nicki Minaj]
I tell all my h-es - rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my h-es - rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, rake it up, rake it up
Yo, yo

[Nicki Minaj]
Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna
Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China
Lil' bad trini b-tch but she mixed with China
Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo)
I tell all my niggas, (yo) cut the check (cut the check)
Buss it down, turn your goofy down, (down) pound
I'ma do splits on it, yes, splits on it, (splits) I'm a bad bitch, I'ma throw fits on it (fits)
I'ma bust it open, I'ma go stupid and be a ditz on it (ditz)
I don't date honey, (no) cookie on tsunami (oh)
All my niggas wife me once they get that good punani (oh)
I think he need the panty, I might just let him find me
Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie
Rep Queens like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty
Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my dough
Wrist game is freezing like it wait in the cold
Nickname is Nicki but my name ain't Nicole

[Yo Gotti]
I tell all my ho-es - rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my h-es - rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, fuck it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, rake it up, rake it up

Well, I'm the dough boy, the one they talking about
All these gossiping ass niggas got my name in they mouth
I know the bad b-tches but know niggas who b-tches too
They should bleed once a month 'cause that's what these b-tches do
You a b-tch and ya b-tch should expose you
All that pillow talking nigga that's what the h-es do
You a b-tch, word to my nigga, Short
We won't never write no statement, we ain't showing up in court
We don't do no gossiping, we don't do no arguing
We don't beef on social sites, we just hit our target
We don't do no rumors, we don't don't pay no shooters (brrr)
You a little bitty b-tch, you should work at Hooters (yo)
You a old hater, you a f-cking cougar
You a b-tch and he a b-tch and y'all like twin sisters
Respect ya hustle, get ya money, baby, win with us
Ya boyfriend acting like a b-tch then why you still with him?

I tell all my ho-es - rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my h-es - rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, fuck it up
F-ck it up, f-ck it up, rake it up, rake it up


review by Benjamin O'Loughlin

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