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The Real "On BS Drake Lyrics Meaning": Feminism?

Searching for the On BS Drake Lyrics Meaning? Here we go! At the beginning of Her Loss, Drake refers to himself as a feminist. Also, here is the meaning of "Spin Bout U."

#1. On BS Drake Lyrics Meaning

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In the song "On BS," he raps something that is not precisely the definition of feminism when he says, "I blow a half a million on you hoes."  But despite the pervasive misogyny throughout the record, he does slip in one phrase that may be considered feminist. In the song "Spin Bout U," he raps, "Damn just turned on the news and seen that men who never got pussy in school / Are makin’ laws about what women can do.”
Yes, it is still largely premised on the idea that women should be treated as sexual objects, but anti-choice conservatives do deserve some of the fire that comes their way. Drake's allegations have not been met with a rebuttal from the Republican Party. You may also want to know the meaning of Rich Flex lyrics.

#2. "On BS" Lyrics

On BS Drake Lyrics Meaning
(21 Savage:)
Yeah, woah, woah, woahI had to cut some niggas off, they did me-me no goodI come from the ghetto, so my trunk is in my hoodShe want, wear no panties 'round me even if she couldGave out plenty spankings 'til they got it understoodFuck the nosebleeds, baby, come sit on this woodIf you know it's tension, don't come 'round me like it's goodI got street smarts, and you can't get this out no bookI can't right no wrongs, but I can still write these hooksOh, time to get exposed, you ain'tBeen from 'round here, nigga, come get off your show SavageSaid you pussy and he hit it on the nose, but thatBoard is open, why you actin' like it's closed? I don't knowY'all be goin' in and out recessions, the same way that I be going in and out of TexasOr in and out my sessions, or in and out her best friendsOr in and out these courtrooms, my lawyer like, ObjectionYeah, woah, woahAll my bitches Spanish, boricuaWater on my neck, these diamonds came with coral reeferShe from overseas, I had to buy her a new VisaMet your wife in Vegas but I hit her in IbizaShe a supermodel so she only eatin' caesarUsed to date a rapper but he acted like a divaNiggas hustlin' backwards, out here ballin' with a re-upPopped a adderall, I feel like I can lift a tree upSee too many cameras so I never lift my ski up (Yeah)I jump on your song and make you sound like you the featureI jump on your song and make a label think they need ya, for real

 

(21 Savage (Drake):)On that bull shit (Okay), on that bull shit (Okay)On that bull shit (Okay), on that bull shit (Okay)On that bull shit (Okay), on that bull shit (Okay)On that bull shit (Okay), we on all that bull shit (Okay)On that bull shit (Okay), on that bull shit (Okay, okay)On that bull shit (Yeah), on that bull shit (Yeah)On that bull shit (Okay), all that bull shit (Okay)
(Drake:)Damn, maybe I should do a twentyMaybe I should break that twenty, do a tenMaybe I should break that ten, do a fiveThen if it gets loud, do a five againIf he held his tongue on that live, he'd be alive again, damnMy uncle sister know she raised a real one, I'll oneIt's been thirty minutes, I don't feel noneOh shit, wait a minute, think I'm startin' to feel somethin'Where you get this motherfuckin' pill from?Heard they got some sanctions on my nameHeard they plottin' on my name, heard they bankin' on my nameI got Lita in this bitch and he might spank it on a laneI'm just- what, in the cut, throwin' Franklins on her frameI'ma- ayy, I'ma gentleman, I'm generousI blow a half a million on you hoes, I'm a feministI never put no prices on no beef until we end this shitI pay her half a million for a soul, you my nemesis

 

(21 Savage (Drake):)On that bull shit (Okay), on that bull shit (Okay)On that bull shit (Okay), on that bull shit (Okay)On that bull shit (Okay), on that bull shit (Okay)On that bull shit (Okay), we on all that bull shit (Okay)On that bull shit (Okay), on that bull shit (Okay, okay)On that bull shit (Yeah), on that bull shit (Yeah)On that bull shit (Okay), all that bull shit (Okay)
(Outro:)Nah, I'm on, its midnight, I don't careNothing is happening on a Wednesday, I don't care, I'm onI'm looking for the smokeThese guys sitting front row, man, poof, who needs that?Let me put my window down, I need fresh airWe don't want that, we want barsThe reason why we listen to 21 and The BoyThat's what we do in Paris, we don't do Fashion WeekFashion Week is for the last decade, it's not for usIt's about the lights, the lights that we put on in the cityThe lights of the Eiffel TowerI'm in charge of it, I'm the one who's putting it on everydayAnd you try to flex next, next to me on the red light with your ugly, whatever, flexing, most expensive car, V-12I drive a Four-Cylinder, I come from nothing but I'm doing something, and you cannot catch my driveAs fast as you try to go, you will never catch me manThere is only one way, and this way I'm driving, nobody can do itI'm Birdman, that's who I amIn Paris (Brrt, brrt)
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