Bottom Bitch – Unraveling the Layers of Loyalty and Power Dynamics
Lyrics
I’m her pimp (pimp, pimp)
She my flip (flip, flip)
Ooh, don’t forget (get, get)
That’s my trick (trick, trick)
She my bottom bitch
Ooh, that’s my trick (that’s my trick)
I’m her pimp (I’m her pimp)
She my flip (she my flip)
Ooh, don’t forget (don’t forget)
That’s my trick (that’s my trick)
She my bottom bitch
That’s my hoe
That’s my doe
That’s my glow up
She go hard
She just like a pro
She just wanna blow up
If you talkin’ shit
Wipe your spit off my nuts
Nigga, grow up
On a boat like I’m Noah
On Xan like I’m Noah
Damn, I don’t know her no more
And she bought a crib
Then she bought a whip
In her Prada fit
Got some Gucci kicks
That’s my bottom bitch
‘Cause she ’bout it, bitch
And I’m proud of it
Ooh, that’s my trick (trick, trick)
I’m her pimp (pimp, pimp)
She my flip (flip, flip)
Ooh, don’t forget (get, get)
That’s my trick (trick, trick)
She my bottom bitch
Ooh, that’s my trick (that’s my trick)
I’m her pimp (I’m her pimp)
She my flip (she my flip)
Ooh, don’t forget (don’t forget)
That’s my trick (that’s my trick)
She my bottom bitch
She don’t create no problems
That’s why the bitch my bottom
And she like a model, oh whoa
She ain’t no rat, she possum
All up in that concoction
Personal coochie barber, oh
Slip in to something pretty
I need to be this faded
Baby gon’ get her way, yeah, oh whoa
Baby, don’t keep me waittin’
Baby boy, what you payin’?
Drop it and I will stay witcha
‘Cause I know what you want, don’t lie (don’t lie)
You want something for one night
Ooh, that’s my trick (trick, trick)
I’m her pimp (pimp, pimp)
She my flip (flip, flip)
Ooh, don’t forget (get, get)
That’s my trick (trick, trick)
She my bottom bitch
Ooh, that’s my trick (that’s my trick)
I’m her pimp (I’m her pimp)
She my flip (she my flip)
Ooh, don’t forget (don’t forget)
That’s my trick (that’s my trick)
She my bottom bitch
Ooh, that’s my trick (don’t you forget)
I’m her pimp, and she my flip (don’t)
Don’t forget (don’t you forget)
That’s my trick, she my bottom bitch (don’t you forget)
Ooh, that’s my trick (ay, ay, ay, ay)
I’m her pimp, and she my flip (ay, ay)
Ooh, don’t forget (ay, ay, ay, ay)
That’s my trick, she my bottom bitch (ay)
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Doja Cat, a multifaceted artist known for her versatility and infectious beats, brings forth a song that at first glance, could be simplified to just another track about dominance and hierarchy. However, ‘Bottom Bitch’ is a multi-layered piece that requires a deep dive into the language of loyalty, power dynamics, and the personal journey of an independent woman.
The track is deceptive in its simplicity, using a terminology originating from the world of sex work to narrate a story about dependability and the intrinsic strength of female camaraderie. The repetitive hook and Doja Cat’s confident delivery coalesce to construct an anthem that’s as buoyant as it is complex.
A Paradox of Empowerment and Entrapment
At the juxtaposition of empowerment and entrapment, ‘Bottom Bitch’ superficially celebrates the pimp-prostitute dynamic, a notorious and distressing metaphor. Yet, Doja Cat co-opts this trope and redefines it, laying down a new path where the ‘Bottom Bitch’—a term for the favored companion—is no longer a mere accessory but a respected partner in crime.
Doja’s lyrics reflect a modern-day feminist reclaim who takes ownership of her sexual agency. The song doesn’t glorify subjugation but instead flips it, empowering the subject by acknowledging her hustle, determination, and the strength she garners from her seemingly unconventional relationship.
The Hidden Meaning: Sisterhood Over Sexploitation
Peeling back the layers, ‘Bottom Bitch’ carries a covert commentary on sisterhood. Beyond the argot of sex work, there’s an ode to female friendship, loyalty, and mutual support. Doja Cat encapsulates the essence of a ride-or-die bond, wherein one woman’s triumph is the victory of her companion.
The evocative imagery of transformation and growth—buying a crib, a whip, and designer clothes—symbolizes the ascendancy of the female character. The bottom bitch, rather than being subjugated, is an embodiment of the modern woman who asserts control over her destiny and flourishes with the help of her steadfast ally.
Unforgettable Lines: More Than a Throwaway Hook
‘That’s my trick, she my bottom bitch’ isn’t just a catchy refrain; it’s a declaration of mutual recognition and respect. The trick here is not swindled or fooled, but a partner celebrated for her cunning and resilience—characteristics that, in the cutthroat reality Doja Cat navigates, are invaluable.
Furthermore, lines like ‘She just wanna blow up’ illuminate the ambition inherent in the song’s protagonist. Her ‘blow up’ doesn’t only signify achieving fame or wealth but igniting the kind of personal revolution that once lit, cannot be extinguished.
The Song’s Visual Aesthetics: Faux Fur and Real Themes
Doja Cat’s visuals often add layers to her music, and in ‘Bottom Bitch,’ the imagery corresponds to the themes of dual power play. The faux fur and glam aesthetics aren’t just for show; they act as symbols of reclaimed femininity and mock the expectations of the submissive female figure in rap narratives.
Doja occupies these visuals with brazenness, subverting the prescribed role and asserting her dominion not only over her body and sexuality but over the very narrative often used to undermine women in the music industry.
Redefining Rap’s Linguistic Norms One Track at a Time
Doja Cat’s clever wordplay and unapologetic use of controversial terms once again showcase her ability to manipulate language to her advantage. She’s not the first to pull from the lexicon of sex workers, but she approaches it with fresh nuance, dismantling the language’s power to demean by repurposing it as a tool for empowerment.
With ‘Bottom Bitch,’ Doja Cat continues to reinforce her position as a disruptive force in hip-hop. She’s not rewriting the book but authoring her own volume where sex, power, and agency converge in an unapologetically feminist manifesto, wrapped in a viral beat.
