Sally Walker by Iggy Azalea Music Video Review

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‘Oh My God! Is she okay? Did her momma not tell her not to play in the streets? Well red is her colour.’ These are the words uttered when a lady is runs over a girl in Iggy Azalea’s Sally Walker music video. The lady who was the leader of her fancy group of cute looking girls, applies makeup while being narcissistic over a mirror all the way to the busy road where she neither looked right or left and hence end up dead after being hit  by a car. Her three friends try to awaken her up but she is already dead with blood covering the place her head is lying.

In a church, in a coffin, in a black burial service follows soon after the accident. This so happens to be farewell party rather than being a normal funeral sad ceremony. Girls twerk all over with the guys doing all manner of dance moves including the famous ‘backpack’ dance. It is seen clearly that the mourners are just wearing faces but behind those faces, joy and party moods reign. I was taken aback when I saw the music video and ended up hitting the replay button a couple of times.

Lil' Sally Walker walkin' down the street
She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me
Lil' Sally Walker walkin' down the street
She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me
I said go on, girl, do your thang (go)
Do your thang (go), do your thang (go)
Go on, girl, do your thang (go), do your thang (go), stop (go)
Go on, girl, do your thang (go)
Do your thang (go), do your thang (go)
Go on, girl, do your thang (go), do your thang (go), drop (go)
Lil' Sally Walker, uh, shake it proper, uh
Bend it over, make it wobble, uh, got a lot o' buns
Pick it up and drop it, uh, for the proper funds
Anything to make the profit come, get them dollars, hon'
Add that shit up just like mathematics
If you do it for free, then it's ass backwards
All of you bitches is mad at me
Probably mad 'cause you ain't in my tax bracket
You bitches is broker than glass crackin'
You ain't gon' do shit, you just act ratchet
Play with me, you gon' get back handed
I toot it up and look back at it
Lil' Sally Walker, walkin' down the street
She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me
Lil' Sally Walker, walkin' down the street
She didn't know what to do, so she jumped in front of me
I said go on, girl, do your thang (go)
Do your thang (go), do your thang (go)
Go on, girl, do your thang (go), do your thang (go), stop (go)
Go on, girl, do your thang (go)

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Do your thang (go), do your thang (go)
Go on, girl, do your thang (go), do your thang (go), drop (go)
Watch me throw it back and toot it, they love how I do it, uh
I'm the truth, you can't refuse it, plus my body's stupid, uh
He wasn't even shot by Cupid, but your dude's a groupie, uh
You would think it's getting evicted how my booty moving
Yeah, better yet, I need a U-HAUL
One of a kind, I don't do malls
These bitches talk more than group calls
Shut the fuck up with them loose walls
Matter fact, I'm not gon' go back and forth
With you bitches like Duval and Snoop Dogg
These bitches front like a new bra
Don't get your ass dragged like RuPaul
Lil' Sally Walker walkin' down the street
She didn't know what to do so she jumped in front of me
Lil' Sally Walker walkin' down the street
She didn't know what to do so she jumped in front of me
I said go on, girl, do your thang (go)
Do your thang (go), do your thang (go)
Go on, girl, do your thang (go), do your thang (go), stop (go)
Go on, girl, do your thang (go)
Do your thang (go), do your thang (go)
Go on, girl, do your thang (go), do your thang (go), drop (go)
Go, go, go
Go, go, go (do your thang, stop)
Go, go, go
Go, go, go (do your thang, drop)

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