"Tabloid" is an unreleased song from the High Road by Kesha. The song leaked on October 28, 2022.
Lyrics[]
Alright! Got a brand new ass and a brand new man
And I crashed my fancy car
I'm four months pre, drinking on the red
Getting kicked out of the bar
I ain’t stupid, I ain’t dumb
Me and my girls are having fun
I get fucked up hanging with my posse
Just not in front of the paparazzi
They need shit to say
What’s on the cover today?
(They- they-)
(They- they-)
They need shit to say
What’s on the cover today?
In the tabloid magazine
Oh, my Lordy, did y’all read?
They got cellulite and a nappy weave
'Cause sometimes I smoke a little bit of the weed
In the tabloid magazine
I got red lipstick on my teeth
Get drunk (Woo) and 'cause a scene
Don’t believe everything you read
Don’t believe everything you read
Don’t believe everything you read
In the tabloid magazine
Don’t believe everything you read
Alright
Breaking news, I forgot my shoes
And I’m squatting in the street
But the 7-Eleven ain’t got a pot I can piss in
And a homegirl's gotta pee
UFOs came last week
The aliens abducted me-
(Beamed) me up and they snatched my body
And now I’m the head of the illuminate (Shh)
They need shit to say (Say)
What’s on the cover today?
(They- they-)
(They- they-)
They need shit to say (Say)
What’s on the cover today?
(They-)
Tabloid magazine
Oh, my Lordy, did y’all read?
They got cellulite, and a nappy weave
'Cause sometimes I smoke a little bit of the weed
In the tabloid magazine
I got red lipstick on my teeth
Get drunk (Woo) and 'cause a scene
Don’t believe everything you read
Don’t believe, everything you read (Don’t believe it)
Don’t believe everything you read
In the tabloid magazine (In the tabloid magazine)
Don’t believe everything you read (Don’t believe everything you read)
Alright
Drew, turn me up
And let’s break it down
Extra, extra, read all about it
Y’all are tryna catch me on my baddest behavior
Extra, extra, read all about it
So you can sell more of those magazines
Extra, extra, read all about it
I ain’t tryna hide my wild side
Extra, extra, read all about it
So get out your motherfuckin' camera phones
(Aow!)
In the tabloid magazine
Oh, my Lordy, did y’all read?
They got cellulite and a nappy weave
Sometimes I smoke a little bit of the weed
In the tabloid magazine
I got red lipstick on my teeth
Get drunk (Woo) and 'cause a scene
Don’t believe everything you read
Don’t believe everything you read
Don’t believe everything you read
In the tabloid magazine
Don’t believe everything you read