Robyn
Robyn - Konichiwa Bitches songtekst
Over deze songtekst:
Het idee van deze song komt van Dave Chappelle. Robyn en Klas Åhlund bekeken een aflevering van Chappelle's show op Comedy Central, een Amerikaans tv station.
Dave doet een sketch waarin hij speelt welke beroemde mensen tot welke rassen behoren. Aan het eind van de sketch komt iemand op en men moet besluiten of hij tot het Aziatische ras hoort of tot het zwarte ras. De persoon roept dan uit: 'Koni-chi-WAA Bitches. Robyn vond dit zo lollig klinken dat ze besloot haar eigen platenmaatschappij Konichiwa Records te noemen.
Zij en Klas maakte ook een song, deze song, met de titel 'Konichiwa Bitches'.
Over het schrijven van deze song zegt Robyn: "We were calling each other, hitting each other off with new lines. It was almost like a competition for a while like who could be the craziest. And we would call each other like, listen to this one!"
De bekende criticus Ben Norman zei over dit lied: "...ridiculous and weird, yet flawless in every way. It is perhaps the most brilliant song of her career."
You wanna rumble in my jungle I'll take you on Stampede your rumpa and send you home You wanna rumble in space? I put my laser on stun And on the North Pole I'll ice you son You wanna thrilla in my nilla? You'll be killer bee stung Wanna taste of vanilla? Better watch your tongue 'Cause I'll hammer your toe like a pediatrician Saw you in half like I'm a magician Tear you down like I'm in demolition Count you out like a mathematician I'm so very hot that when I rob your mansion You ain't call the cops, you call the fire station! 'Cause my flavor's so sweet, you'll be zoom, zoom, zoom Don't even get me started on my bada-boom-boom One left, one right, that's how I organize them You know I fill my cups no need to super-size them Right now you probably thinking "how she get in them jeans" Well, I'm gifted all natural and bursting the seams Konichiwa bitches Konichiwa bitches Don't I look tasty like a french bonbon Even more sweeter than a cherry bomb Coming with the postman like I'm a mailbomb (Coming) in your mouth makes you say yum-yum Hit the gong-gong, bring the sumos on I'm a kick ass all the way to Hong Kong Make their balls bounce like a game of ping-pong Konichiwa bitches from Beijing to Saigon Got nothing on me 'cause you know you're so bum Dum-didi-dum-didididi-dum-dum Check the scenario I'm gonna bust your ear drum And leave you heads ringing with a ring-a-ding-dong Busy on the mic since the day I was what? (Bborn) Check out my style it's the raka what? (mo) Shine is on me like a dog on what? (bone) Fight the power put myself on the throne You know when shit is getting heavy like it weights a ton I will run you down like a marathon Tape you up good, put you in the trunk See you next Tuesday, you is a punk