Drake – “Hotline Bling”

    Drake’s hilarious, vivacious video for “Hotline Bling” wins runner up for our 2015 Video of The Year Award.

    32 thoughts on “Drake – “Hotline Bling”

      1. Cock suckas like you and gay ass Drake are trying hard to make this hiphop culture a certified gay field. But hiphop will never be that. Never. Play all you want because people are already awake for what these bullshit artist like Drake are. Nothing but publicity stunts to try to wash the real manhood out of hiphop culture. Enough is enough. You pussies are soft like “ovo” (egg in portuguese…google translate that) shells. You butt pirate new ninjas are a disgrace to this culture. The black culture.

    1. Only 4 comments? Wow do the trolls on both sides, Not actually care about the music but. More so the argument?

    2. I wish everyone would go buy a Drake album cause the more people that listen to him the sooner he’ll fall off.

    3. Yo this is a hot single, and that’s all it is. Stop looking for a reason to hate. We all know Drake has fire tracks and radio songs. Appreciate for what this is, and that’s it. To even hate on Drake for songs like this is crazy. He’s known for this shit.

    4. It’s not random. It’s the most creative rap video in existence. Stop the hate and recognize Drizzaveli’s greatness. #DrakeIsLoveDrakeIsLife

    5. The people who don’t like this song OBVIOUSLY don’t get any pussy. As a man, you supposed to play this shit around females so they can sing to this and get them loose. Or if you’re at the club, grab ya girl ( or a random girl ), and slow grind to this.

      Nothing great about the video, but the song is definitely hot. Only non pussy getting niggas are heated at this.

      1. Nigga if you gotta play a Drake song just to get some pussy you a lame ass nigga. Lol @ so they can sing. No you your sweet ass can sing it.

      2. Big reason for the state of which hip hop has been for 10 plus years. Masturbatory dance and club music that has always been around but tilted the balance very quickly on what sold and what didn’t sell. Now it’s all this, it’s rare to hear an anthem or something out of left field anywhere but your Ipod or laptop.

    6. Whether we dribble out this motherfucker-
      Wrap rock or riddle out this motherfucker-
      We gon’ get up out this motherfucker-
      Same way that Venus did, Serena did, we them kids-
      Whitney was talking ’bout that’s how it was-
      Before my brother caught them slugs and I watched coroners chalk him out-
      That ain’t my brother in that box, what niggas talking bout?-
      Couldn’t Paul Bearer cause I was too weak to walk him out-
      And that’s real shit, I’m dedicated-
      Like Pac was to Jada before Jada met Will Smith-
      I’m already turnt up, chronic still burnt up-
      Fuck outta here, with all that lean and popping pills shit–
      Jump in my Impala get it hopping with a kill switch–
      I done been around the world, my life is like a field trip–
      I done been to Africa, seen niggas in Attica–
      Cops killing our youth, these numbers ain’t adding up–
      Like that white boy sitting in a prison cell–
      Killed 9 people in a church, how he living still?–
      I couldn’t understand, I spent hours with Farrakhan–
      Just begging him to let me be the millionth man–
      These niggas just make you wanna kill a man–
      And let the .38 spin like a ceiling fan–
      Separate your body from soul, soul from Earth–
      Roll a blunt with your remains and then ash it in the dirt–
      Listen–, you ain’t a Christian cause you go to church–
      Listen, you ain’t a gangster cause you got the work–

      —A real gangster’s one who take care of his whole family
      Like me, even though my baby mama can’t stand me–
      Her name tattooed on my neck, nigga it’s branded–
      And my fucking kids tighter than Ray J and Brandy Brandon–
      Yeah, I give it to you so you understand–
      Fucking bitches took my family–
      Bye baby, rock-a-bye baby–
      No tears or sobs, baby, been listening to Nas lately–
      And I can’t lie, baby, been missing them thighs, baby–
      But it’s more to life than Gucci and Louis Vuitton, baby—
      It’s more to life than tripping on lies, baby—
      Put feelings aside, baby, you Nicki Minaj, baby—
      One day we all die, baby—
      So I’d rather go hard, keep Cali alive, baby—
      Yeah, keep Cali alive, baby—
      Double entendre, nigga that’s my baby—
      And don’t nobody father kids like me—-
      Word to Kevin Hart, take care of they rib like me–
      I made fucked up decisions but don’t let ’em crucify me—
      I’m still the same nigga on my California ID—
      Yeah, Compton nigga–
      /Blame Dre, it’s his fault that I’m a monster, nigga
      /I was selling crack in west side Bompton, nigga
      /Yeah I can rap, but I ain’t ask for no sponsors, nigga
      /I was light skin and young Clay Thompson, nigga
      15, had guns like Contra, nigga
      Now the call me bipolar, big contradiction
      This The Documentary 2 without Doc’s prescription
      Motherfucker

    7. Im a white male who enjoyed his first taste of african american pussy. I thoroughly enjoyed it and as a results ive been diagnosed with jungle fever. I a currently walking the streets looking for more pink chocolate. How did i do it? I put a doo-rag on my head and walked down the street with a ghetto blaster playing hotline bling.

      #BAWSE
      #WIGGAS4NIGGAS

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