TwinSpires Blog: Breeders' Cup needs more Super Bass

Breeders' Cup needs more Super Bass

POSTED Oct 7, 2011 By Unknown

Unfortunately, racing isn't popular enough to warrant inclusion in the lexicon of pop music, but thanks to the gift of parody we can try to make the Sport of Kings a bit more relevant.

I took a gentle ribbing on Twitter when I mentioned that I actually like the song "Super Bass" by Nicki Minaj. It's a catchy little ditty that really came into focus for me after the Beldame when I realized that with that right cadence "Havre de Grace" can fit into the rhythm of "Super Bass". Ideally, I'd be rapping this at Keeneland while the likely champion older female prepares for the Breeders' Cup Classic, but I can't rap and don't know anyone who can, so I'd rather share the lyrics now in the hopes that some industrious rap artist will improve the lyrics a bit, drop a beat on it, and get this thing to go viral.

Anyway, for those unfamiliar with the song, here is the video (some possibly NSFW themes and dance moves). It definitely helps to have a feel for the song for the rap to more easily read the HdG rap below.

This one is for the boys at the Breeders’ Cup

Lots of chatter about what matters leading up

When I come up in the stall you better toughin up

Run you into the ground and you’ll be easing up

And he’s fast, can last, might give a thrill

Pop the latch on the gate and get me in a duel

He’ll go, try to roll, but end up a little short

Always in the mix but never going to finish

When I make’em down shift jockey hit’em with a stick stick

Don’t even need a perfect trip to win it in the last click

That’s the kind of race you should look for

And yes you’ll lose money if you don’t know

I think we can agree this is a heck of a field

I mean, I look all around and they’re all I would own

I mean, I’ve got Porter and Repole has Mo

But a bowtie is preferred to vitamin H2O

Yes I will yes I will everybody will know who the F I is

I’m Havre de Grace and back the dudes up, back my figs up, bet against me and rip your deuce up

And now my hoof beat’s running away

Beating like a drum and it’s coming your way

Can’t you hear them hoofs, ba-boom, hoofs, ba-boom

That’s Havre de Grace

Hoofs, ba-boom, hoofs ba-boom

That’s Havre de Grace (Havre de Grace)

This one of the boys in the Woodward

Wannabe winners with high hopes

They could ball with their crew but had no hope

But I think I like it better than facing the girls

And I think I’m long gone with the afterburners on

My jockey ain’t even got to put the stick on

He just give me that chirp, when he give me that cue

Then the race is gone off

You’ll lose to me if you stick to my thigh, race in hand, jockey ride high

Scream, watch me go by, rest of the field staring at my backside

Yes I will yes I will everybody will know who the F I is

I’m Havre de Grace and back the dudes up, back my figs up, bet against me and rip your deuce up

And now my hoof beat’s running away

Beating like a drum and it’s coming your way

Can’t you hear them hoofs, ba-boom, hoofs, ba-boom

That’s Havre de Grace

Hoofs, ba-boom, hoofs ba-boom

That’s Havre de Grace (Havre de Grace)