THERE’S no rhyme or reason to this other than Emily Wilson, along with Ann Carson, Patricia Lockwood and Lydia Davis is one of my literary lodestars…and when heard her answer the question why did she suggest that the best way for modern readers to understand Aristophanes was to listen to WAP by Cardi B…I had to check it out….
“Well, I hope they’ve listened to the song and enjoyed the video, [I found the video detracted from the lyrics] and then they’ll be able to understand. My point is that that song is like Aristophanes, not just because it is obscene, of course, it’s obscene, but it’s also playing with language, and it’s playing with language in a way that is also as much ancient comedy is about boasting as well as about, let me riff on tropes and extend the tropes far further than you might think possible and timing in antiquity, as today, is central to comedy. It may be not funny and then it gets funnier.
The more you extend the metaphor, the funnier it gets. Of course, that song is riffing on the idea of flow and bodily fluids, but also poetic fluids. But then also, part of the point I wanted to make in having the Cardi B reference was to try to convey to”
From The Book Club: Emily Wilson: Journeys Through Ancient Literature, 3 Jun 2026
Whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house (hold up)
I said certified freak, seven days a week
Wet-ass pussy, make that pullout game weak (ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fuckin’ with some wet-ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
Beat it up, nigga, catch a charge
Extra large and extra hard
Put this pussy right in your face
Swipe your nose like a credit card
Hop on top, I wanna ride
I do a kegel while it’s inside
Spit in my mouth, look in my eyes
This pussy is wet, come take a dive
Tie me up like I’m surprised
Let’s roleplay, I’ll wear a disguise
I want you to park that big Mack truck right in this little garage
Make it cream, make me scream
Out in public, make a scene
I don’t cook, I don’t clean
But let me tell you how I got this ring (ayy, ayy)
Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me (yuh)
Quick, jump out ‘fore you let you get inside of me (yuh)
I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I’m ‘bout to be (huh)
I run down on him ‘fore I have a nigga runnin’ me (pow, pow, pow)
Talk your shit, bite your lip (yuh)
Ask for a car while you ride that dick (while you ride that dick)
You really ain’t never gotta fuck him for a thing (yuh)
He already made his mind up ‘fore he came (ayy, ah)
Now get your boots and your coat for this wet-ass pussy (ah, ah, ah)
He bought a phone just for pictures of this wet-ass pussy (click, click, click)
Pay my tuition just to kiss me on this wet-ass pussy (mwah, mwah, mwah)
Now make it rain if you wanna see some wet-ass pussy (yuh, yuh)
Look, I need a hard hitter, need a deep stroker
Need a Henny drinker, need a weed smoker
Not a garden snake, I need a king cobra
With a hook in it, hope it lean over
He got some money, then that’s where I’m headed
Pussy A1 just like his credit
He got a beard, well, I’m tryna wet it
I let him taste it, now he diabetic
I don’t wanna spit, I wanna gulp
I wanna gag, I wanna choke
I want you to touch that lil’ dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat
My head game is fire, punani Dasani
It’s goin’ in dry and it’s comin’ out soggy
I ride on that thing like the cops is behind me (yuh, ah)
I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, woo
Your honor, I’m a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig, make him feel like he cheatin’
Put him on his knees, give him somethin’ to believe in
Never lost a fight, but I’m lookin’ for a beatin’
In the food chain, I’m the one that eat ya
If he ate my ass, he’s a bottom-feeder
Big D stand for big demeanor
I could make ya bust before I ever meet ya
If it don’t hang, then he can’t bang
You can’t hurt my feelings, but I like pain
If he fuck me and ask: Whose is it?
When I ride the dick, I’ma spell my name, ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fuckin’ with some wet-ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet-ass pussy
Now from the top, make it drop, that’s some wet-ass pussy
Now get a bucket and a mop, that’s some wet-ass pussy
I’m talkin’ WAP, WAP, WAP, that’s some wet-ass pussy
Macaroni in a pot, that’s some wet-ass pussy, huh
Whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
There’s some whores in this house
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