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Turkey Love de Mac Miller

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Singles

17 de febrero de 2013

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La canción "Turkey Love" del artista Mac Miller es un tema que desafía las convenciones de la lírica tradicional al abordar temas controvertidos y provocativos. La letra nos sumerge en un viaje sin censura a través de la mente del protagonista, quien expresa sus pensamientos de manera cruda y directa.

El tono de la canción oscila entre lo humorístico y lo obsceno, explorando la sexualidad de una manera explícita y provocativa. El protagonista parece estar obsesionado con el cuerpo femenino, especialmente con el trasero y los senos de una mujer en particular. Su lenguaje vulgar y desinhibido refleja una actitud desvergonzada hacia la intimidad física.

A través de metáforas gráficas e irreverentes, el protagonista describe sus deseos sexuales de forma cruda y sin tapujos. Expresa su intención de dominar el cuerpo de la mujer en cuestión, haciéndola objeto de sus fantasías más íntimas. Sin embargo, esta actitud controladora se ve contrarrestada por momentos de vulnerabilidad y autoconciencia, donde el protagonista revela sus propias inseguridades e incoherencias.

El tema central de la canción gira en torno a la sexualidad desinhibida y al deseo carnal, mostrando una visión cruda y realista del amor físico en contraste con las convenciones románticas convencionales. A pesar de su tono irreverente, la letra también puede interpretarse como una crítica a la cultura obsesionada con el cuerpo y la superficialidad en las relaciones humanas.

En cuanto al contexto cultural en el que se lanzó la canción, es importante considerar que este tipo de temas provocativos pueden generar controversia y polarizar opiniones. La naturaleza explícita de las letras puede ser tanto chocante como liberadora para algunos oyentes, dependiendo de su tolerancia hacia contenido vulgar.

En resumen, "Turkey Love" es una canción que desafía los límites del buen gusto y empuja los límites del arte musical contemporáneo. A través de su lenguaje audaz e irreverente, Mac Miller crea una obra provocativa que invita a reflexionar sobre nuestra relación con el sexo, el cuerpo y las normas sociales establecidas.

Interpretación del significado de la letra realizada con IA.

Ooh~
Baby, baby, baby, yeah
Baby, baby, baby, yeah
I know
Girl, girl, yeah, yeah, uh
I see you lookin' good
Wearin' that T-shirt
And nothin' else but some purple panties
Your ass cheeks bouncin' off each other
Like they don't get along
But I'ma make 'em love each other
I'ma make them become the best of friends
Them ass cheeks, girl
Them ass cheeks like twins
But which one was born first, baby?
Said, which one is older, and by how many minutes?
Girl, your ass cheeks got a mind of their own
Which one had better SAT scores, girl?
I don't know, I don't know
Baby, if your ass had a face
What expression would it be making when
I put my tongue inside that asshole and lick around like
I'm tryna have some shitty soup?
Girl, fuckin' with you is like
Fuckin' with a girl with a nice ass
That's a lot of ass
And don't forget about them titties, girl
Don't forget about them nipples, no!
They get hard when I rub 'em gently
And pinch 'em just a little bit
But I ain't tryna hurt you, girl
No, I don't wanna hurt you, girl
Unless you talk about the way that
Your pussy gon' be hurtin' after I get done with it
Girl, I'm just tryna have some fun with it, oh
You ain't nothin' but a slutty ass ho
Who fucks every rapper that comes to your city
But goddamn, you so pretty
When that ass in leggings, girl
It don't matter the pattern, or if they just solid black
Oh, I want that ass, you've got that pack
I ain't talkin' 'bout no cellulite
I'ma tell you right, baby, we gon' have a swell night, ooh
And I don't know if you ever seen something like me
When I pull out my dick, girl
I plan on fuckin' you so good
Damn, I hope you like the way my dick feels
Put it in your mouth, girl
Don't you dare bite my shit
'Cause I'll punch you in the motherfuckin' face
I'll hit a bitch, oh, I'll hit a bitch
But if you suck my dick good, then we can get along
Might even put the head in this song
Probably not, ooh, probably not
Girl, how does my dick taste after a show
When I still haven't showered?
You suck on my balls, you a champion
Girl, you a champion, girl, baby, baby
You and me, nobody want us to be together, baby
But it's okay, I'ma fuck you anyway
And I heard that Kendrick fucked ya
I heard that Rocky fucked ya
I heard that every single rapper
That been in your city this month fucked ya
But you still wouldn't fuck Schoolboy Q and I feel ya
But, baby, you can love me right
And I know that your money tight
And I ain't gonna give you shit
But a meal, a glass of Henny, and this dick, bitch
Don't come at me for money, no
'Cause I'ma tell you you'se a ugly ho and slap you in the face
Punch you, give that ass a bloody nose
Ooh, I'm fuckin' crazy
And I wouldn't marry you if you fuckin' paid me a million dollars
'Cause you ain't shit but a real good pussy
And to be honest that pussy ain't even that good
I just think it is because when you horny, everything seems incredible
You probably just a regular ass bitch and I'm trippin'
Oh, I'm on a roll, girl, I'm trippin'
Missionary, doggystyle
Ride the dick, get wild, girl
From the side, do a split
Turn around, now suck my dick
Baby, suck my dick, oh
I love you, girl, psych
I just told your momma that
And then I fucked her too, while your daddy watched
I'm crazy, girl
Better workout, I don't like my bitches lazy, girl
Don't get lazy 'cause I'll kick your ass right to the curb
I know I'm gettin' fat, so are you down with that?
Ooh, baby, give that ass a slap, yeah, I like it, girl
And don't you try and put your tongue in my asshole
'Cause that's way too nasty for me
And I ain't gay, but I like a girl to rub on my asshole
When she sucks my dick, is that weird?
Maybe, girl, when I eat your pussy, can you feel my beard?
It's crazy, girl
I'm a nasty motherfucker
In the Gap wearin' khakis, motherfucker
And don't you dare ask me for a rubber
'Cause I don't have those
Ayy! What the fuck's wrong?
Can I talk about your ass in a song?
Have you ever seen that ass in a thong?
Ooh, get low, baby! Oh, girl
I'll fuck you while I'm listenin' to Taylor Swift
Ooh, that's some player shit
See, at the end of the night
I might get you a Gatorade 'cause, bitch, you need to catch your breath
'Cause I just fucked the shit out of you
Ooh, I fucked the shit out of you, but don't you bleed on my sheets
Girl, you bled on my sheets!
Now it's been red for a week
You bled on my sheets and stained them
My dreams have been red for a week
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I just want you to know that you are not mine
Oh, yeah
I heard you fucked Justin Bieber
Let me tell you that's fine
Oh, baby, that's fine
But let me ask you one question, girl
Was his dick bigger than mine?
Don't tell me, "Yes," I might get depressed
Oh, I'm walkin' in Rite Aid
And I see the milk section
What kind of milk do I get? Baby, what kind of milk do I get?
There's so many choices, so much variety of milk
I couldn't help but think of you
And all the things I want to do in the milk section
Girl, me and you is like the milk section
But sometimes you need orange juice
And sometimes you need a little bit of both
But don't drink too much milk 'cause you'll be congested
Oh, and somethin' manifested in my mind
I said, "Hey! Hey! Cashier, you didn't give me the correct change"
And I can't deal with that right now
'Cause my mom gave me twenty dollars and said
"Bring back my damn change"
You gon' make that lady go insane, yeah
You gon' make her lose her mind, oh, girl
I know what you like when you think of the perfect man
I bet you didn't think of me
And that's why I hate you, girl
But love is what we makin', girl
And you a little sloppy, naked girl
You might wanna tighten that up
'Cause ain't no famous celebrity gon' fuck you
When you look like that
Oh, you gotta get good, start eatin' on the right track
And, baby, it's alright that
The first night, you let me pipe that
Never been with no white rapper
How was it?
Ooh, how was it, girl?
Was it everything you dreamed, or was it disappointin'?
Oh shit, that might need some ointment
Oh, girl, you ain't no ho, you just know what you want
And I got what you need, ooh, I got what you need
So, give that pussy to me
And I'ma do the right thing, I'ma do the white thing
And treat that pussy disrespectfully
Oh, your pussy don't get what it deserves
I'ma cum fast, it's cool, jack myself off, then I come back
Ooh, fuck that
Baby, I'll fuck you and rap in your ear at the same time
Pick a song, I'm a jukebox, girl
And I can sing to you
You got some friends? Please bring 'em too
'Cause we could have a threesome
Sorry, I think I missed that note, I missed that note
Oh, let me tell you this story
Ooh, I was walkin' at the flea market the other day
And I saw
Half-price lamps
And I scored, 'cause my livin' room's lackin' some light
So, I bargained with the nice lady and said
"Can I get four for the price of three?
It's alright, you see? Just be nice to me"
And she said, "Who the fuck you think I am?
This a 1970 vintage lamp, you can't find these anymore
Don't even sell them in stores"
That's how serious this dumb bitch was about her lamps
I said, "I know your pussy is dry, but this dick gon' make it damp
Fuckin' tramp, that's what you are
So, bitch, put them lamps in my car
And I'ma go home, and I'ma watch late-night television"
Said, I'ma watch late-night television, girl
I can't pick between Leno or Letterman
Leno or Letterman? Leno or Letterman?
And I like Fallon too, and I like Kimmel too
And I like Craig Ferguson
But I can't understand a single fuckin' word that he says, girl
All these words in my head, what happened to SNL?
It used to be so funny, and who the fuck is Fred Armisen?
Baby, baby, how'd he get that job?
But let me not spend no time hatin' on another man tryna get his
'Cause I'm just tryna get mine, and I'm gettin' off subject
Isn't this a love song? No
This is just a fuck song, whoa
So that's what I'ma do, ooh, baby
Let me tell another story
Earlier today, I was flippin' through channels on the cable when I
When I came across one of those commercials for sick dogs
And I hate that shit, I hate eatin' a cheeseburger
And watchin' a video about animal cruelty, 'cause I know that shit happens
But I like to forget it and enjoy my cheeseburger, yeah
'Cause I can't help but like it, girl
I know th—, I know they treat those cows like shit
And I ain't really with that, but I ain't no gay-ass vegetarian
I like beef, yeah, I like beef
Oh, baby, I like beef
Baby, oh, let me tell you somethin' else
And I was on the internet the other day
Did somethin' a little vain
I typed myself into Google verch—, Google ver—, Google Search... 'scuse me
And what did I see?
Oh, you ask me, what did I see? I'll tell you right now
I saw some shit
I clicked on the first picture, and I enlarged it to full screen
And what did I see? You wanna know?
What I saw was so disgusting that I wanted to retire
I'ma tell you now
What I saw, what I motherfuckin' saw
What did I see?
I had something stuck in my teeth
I think it's lettuce, girl
From that turkey burger I ate when I was out at Turkey World
Oh, baby, do you like some jerky, girl?
No, no, fuck that
Suck my motherfuckin' dick
I don't play around, I'ma take this dick, I'ma lay it down
Oh, yo, I'm not gay, I love pussy
Ooh, I dream of pussy, I draw pussy
I write about pussy like it is some type of false idol
It really is 'cause y'all be prayin' on that pussy
Y'all be worshippin' that pussy
Y'all be on Instagram commenting bitches' pictures
You thirsty for that pussy
And I ain't really with that
Oh, I ain't with that, girl, yeah, yeah
Would you fuck me?
Would you fuck me if I looked more like Channing Tatum?
Is that the type of guy you like?
*Exhale, laughter*

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