This is a song for Black people that love Black people. It’s a song about the best events on earth- Boujee Boozy Brunch. What’s better than eggs and bottomless mimosas?

My dream is that one of my favorite rappers re-records this reference track. Rasheeda? Shawnna? Please?

If not, I’m pretty happy with Ebony Joy.  She nails the delivery and the energy of the beat. 


Lyrics:

[Intro]

This is dedicated to everyone who went to Compound on Saturday.
A service project on Sunday. 
And showed up to work on time on Monday.  You know who you are.  

[Beat drops]
[Chorus]

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon be alright 

Bougie boozy brunch
We gon sit outside  

Bottomless Mimosa
(I need another one)

Bottomless Mimosa
(Bring me another one)

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon be alright 

Bougie boozy brunch
We gon sit outside  

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

[Verse]

Orange juice and champagne. 
When we dine

Hollandaise and 2 chainz
whole spot fine

Sign us up on the list
Don’t care ‘bout cost

Black girls with good credit
ain’t never lost

We don’t need no frickin man
We don’t need no fricking boss

Worked hard to get them bags
Popping tags, watch us floss 
With our fingers in the air
Other patrons stop and stare

Manager wanna toss us out  
he wouldn’t dare 

[Chorus]

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon be alright 

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon sit outside. 

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

[Verse]

We eat so many waffles
They call the cops

We excel without twelve 
We can’t be stopped 

We got the whole block going 
Hot hot hot

She got a Ph.D. And that 
Wap wap wap

You can’t stop a black lady 
With 4 degrees 
From backing that thang up
Like 400 degrees
Whole room got good jobs 
And Megan knees
I could die right now 
This is heaven for me

[Chorus]

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon be alright 

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon sit outside. 

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

[Verse]

Two booths with 10 ladies 
And they dudes 

million in school loans 
But rock new shoes 

send dollars to our fathers 
And bare as we dare

They tried to keep us from the table 
So we brought our own chairs

The spot Lit like Langston Hughes
Steppin’ with Alphas and some ques
Got the Vueve mixed with the juice*
It’s bottom-less so don’t refuse

Especially When the music hit 
as good as the crabs Benedict

[Chorus]

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon be alright 

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon sit outside. 

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

[Verse]

We don’t speak of sallie Mae on a Saturday

Whole place buzzin, Like it got new batterays 

Trap music, bacon, and some tanqueray

World is crazy all You know is You got today 

And 

You worked for this moment
So live in the moment.
You earned the funds. 
You deserve this fun. 

No guilt when we wear designer labels 
well read ratchets twerk on periodic table 

[Chorus]

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon be alright 

Bougie boozy brunch
We gon sit outside  

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

Bottomless Mimosa
(Clap clap clap)

Bougie boozy brunch 
We gon be alright 

Bougie boozy brunch
We gon sit outside  

Bottomless Mimosa
(I need another one)

Bottomless Mimosa
(Bring me another one)


[Outro]

Atlanta 
Houston 
DC
B More 
Get there before 
We find the bottom. 
Of the bottomless. 
Oooh
The bottom of the bottomless
Yeah

Bottomless Mimosa

Sometimes a birthday is the best day. Sometimes a birthday is the worst day. 
This song is about the latter.

Birthday Worst Day

This is about the academic review process. But most people think it’s about a failed relationship. I can see that. 🤣

IDGAF About You(Oh no, It's True)

Don’t love a ghost. A ghost can’t love you.

Ghost Story feat. Emily McNally

So…a few months ago I forgot where I parked our car and the GOAT was stuck for an hour trying to find it (while I was teaching). She was cold and unhappy and understandably upset. After a day or so of chilliness I wrote her an apology song (because it’s real hard to be mad when someone sings at you even when they can’t hold a note). Last week I hired my guy Daniel to re-record and master it so it no longer sounded like two alley cats fighting over a neck bone (which would be the nicest way to describe my singing voice). This is the result.

The Bastard's Anthem

I wrote this a while back after reading slave narratives (and being angry for a few days). The dude who recorded it refused to pronounce Kudzu with an ooo sound at the end, and instead pronounces the word KudZO. That’s annoying. 

I consider this song still in the rough draft phrase. I don’t love the end of it, I try to stuff in too many words and it kind of falls apart. 

Also, I wanted Samuel L. Jackson to read the Fredrick Douglass quote to start the song. Or at least a Samuel L. Jackson impersonator. I did hire a dude to record that impression, but he sounded like Forrest Whitaker.

protest song

This is supposed to be a sapphic “love song.” It’s also the first time I tried to produce a duet over the internet. I give myself a D+ on this one. It’s a passing grade, but nothing to be proud of. I do LOVE the Radiohead sample, and the whispering. This song is salvageable. But it really requires the right female voices. Someone who can carry a note quietly (if that makes sense?!?). I will try again in the summer.

LIPSTICK

I don’t love what the vocalist did with this song. I asked for Chris Cornell and he kinda gave me Chris Pratt from Mouserat. But, he does nail the parts of the song where he harmonizes. Makes me think the whole song should harmonize. C-

he changed

This was inspired by lonely dudes with podcasts. 

Love is free, beloved. 

Love is freeing, beloved. 

Love is freedom. 

Don’t put your heart in an LLC.

Love is a business?.mp3

I’m not high brow. I’m not low brow.  I’m no brow. I’m unibrow.

BLTPHD

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