kittydothedishes

Anonymous asked:

Katy perry is a racist piece of garbage in that video she has cornrows and is munching on watermelon calling girls thots wtf kitty why

kittydothedishes answered:

idk i watched it once and literally havent read anyones opinions of it or anything, i wore cornrows to one of my proms and i eat watermelon a lot i dont think either of those things are racist but then again im white so obviously my opinion does not matter there. and as for the thot thing i think it was just like an attempted wink at like……~cooler~ culture, she probably followed a joke twitter and thought it was something the cool kids online (lol) say. song is not my jam but i thought the video was adorable

For real though

White lines, pretty baby, tattoos,
Don’t know what they mean,
They’re special, just for you.
White palms, baking powder on the stove,
Cookin’ up a dream,
Turnin’ diamonds into snow.

I feel you, pretty baby, feel me,
Turn it up hot, lovin’ you is free.
I like it down, like it down way low,
But you already know that, you already know.

Come on down to Florida,
I got somethin’ for ya.
We could see the kilos,
On the keys, baby, oh yeah.

Guns and the summertime,
Drink a cherry cola lime.
Prison isn’t nothin’ to me,
If you’ll be my side.

Yayo, yayo, yayo,
And all the dope fiends
Yayo, yayo, yayo.

Sun in my mouth and gold hoops,
You like your little baby,
Like you like your drinks cool.
White lines, pretty daddy goes,
“Kid, you snort it like a champ,
Like the winner, winner in.”

Come on down to Florida,
I got somethin’ for ya.
We could see the kilos,
On the keys, baby, oh yeah.

Guns and the summertime,
Drink a cherry cola lime.
Prison isn’t nothin’ to me,
If you’ll be my side.

Yayo, yayo, yayo,
And all the dope fiends
Yayo, yayo, yayo.

We could get high in Miami,
Ooh, dance the night away.
People never die in Miami,
Ooh, that’s what they all say.

(You believe me, don’t you baby?)

Come on down to Florida,
I got somethin’ for ya.
We could see the kilos,
On the keys, baby, oh yeah.

Guns and the summertime,
Drink a cherry cola lime.
Prison don’t mean nothin’ to me,
If you’ll be by my side.

Yayo, yayo, yayo,
All the Floridians like,
Yayo, yayo, yayo,
All the Colombians like,
Yayo, yayo, yayo,
And all my girlfriends,
Yayo, yayo, yayo,
That’s how I do it like.

Mm, oh, pretty baby,
White lines, pretty baby,
Gold teeth, pretty baby, yeah,
Dance the night away.