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Crouching Tyga, Hidden Yardfest

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You may not know much about Tyga. You may not know, for example, that his stage name is an acronym that stands for Thank You God Always. He also may not have been your top choice to headline Yardfest this year.

That's okay. The Arts Blog is here to acquaint you with the untold joys of Tyga's oeuvre. Here are six songs you might want to check out before Tyga plays Yardfest on April 13.

"Do My Dance" (feat. 2 Chainz)

Tyga would like everyone to know that his women share a refined taste in cuisine, unlike Kanye and Jay-Z's fish fillet-loving females: "Order calamari, say she want that fettucine / Five-star bitches, my bitches don't eat at Denny's." Also, 2 Chainz, duh.

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"Rack City"

Repeat: "Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch / Ten ten ten twenties on ya titties, bitch." You're now caught up with everybody else's knowledge of Tyga. Cool.

"Fuck For the Road" (feat. Chris Brown)

This cut is from Tyga's upcoming album "Hotel California," which will be released April 9 (you're going to want to pick up a copy so you can study up before Yardfest). It's nice to see that Tyga is helping Chris Brown by giving Brown opportunities to sing about his feelings while he goes completely crazy. Because, you know, letting a man convicted of beating his girlfriend sing "all I ever wanted was your happiness" in your song can only be a good thing.

"I'm Different"

"She like when I talk shit like Bill O'Reilly," Tyga raps on this cut from his "187" mixtape. Hey, Tyga: if she also likes it when you talk shit about Bill O'Reilly, she might be a Harvard student.

"Faded" (feat. Lil Wayne) and "Coconut Juice" (feat. Travie McCoy)

Both of these songs are mostly notable for their delightful music videos. "Faded" basically consists of Tyga and Weezy strutting around with digitally enlarged heads—no symbolism intended; why do you ask? "Coconut Juice" is a crazy middle school throwback, complete with a hilarious cameo from Fall Out Boy's Pete Wentz. It'll transport you right back to your seventh-grade self's bad haircuts, worse complexion, and even worse music tastes.

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