THIS IS OUT OF CONTROL.
Willow Smith is the daughter of Will Smith and Jada Pinkett-Smith.
Girl is 9 years old. She was born in 2000. There is a pretty good chance she hasn’t lost all of her baby teeth yet.
And yet, she’s just crafted the best swagga song Ciara wishes she recorded for her upcoming attempt at going raw and urban, Basic Instinct.
The song called “Whip My Hair,” and it is HOT. FIYA.
With a sick, wig-snatching beat that dares to rival Bey‘s “Diva,” Smith goes through the motions of shaking off haters (do 9-year-olds have haters? IRRELEVANT), turning her swag on, going hard and, of course, whipping her hurr.
Let me tell you something: “Whip My Hair” lights a fire within me. It is the kind of song I want to play on repeat to pump myself up before going out to the club with my gays and girls.
It makes me want to do silly, vogue-y things with my hands. It makes me want to pat my nonexistent weave and flip off my haters. Most of all, it makes me want to shake, grind, and twerk my hips with a degree of sass that I DID NOT KNOW previously existed.
I JUST FEEL SO GODDAMN FEROCIOUS, MISS WILLOW.
Sorry. I shouldn’t be using that tone of caps lock with a–what is it? Is that a second grader? First? I don’t know.
Anyway. Let us review:
Things that “Whip My Hair” is:
– Sassy.
– Bratty.
– Inspirational.
– Amazing.
Things that “Whip My Hair” is not:
– Bad.
Rumor has it Willow’s headed straight to Jay-Z‘s label, Roc Nation. I would not be surprised.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to whip my hurr back and forth.
