The name of the dance stems from the slang acronym thot, short for "that ho over there," which has been used as a derogatory slut-shaming term among Chicago teenagers since as early as mid-2012, according to Urban Dictionary. On August 5th, 2014 a music video of the song was uploaded, which consists of the 3 rappers performing the thot walk on a basketball court while showcasing vines that used the song in the past.
On June 10th, 2014, a remix of the video was made by rapper Kayleb, John Boy & Yung Cyph which became a viral hit. Two days later, on April 6th, the Vine was re-uploaded as a YouTube video with the same title, accumulating over 138,000 views (shown below). The earliest known video recording of a dance referred to as a "thot walk" was uploaded by Viner Fymb on April 4th, 2014, which has garnered over 13,300 loops and 500 revines in just a few months over a year. Since its debut in June 2014, both the song and the dance has spawned a series of audio-dubbed parodies and tribute performances on the video-sharing platform Vine. Thot Walk is a style of dance marked by bouncy stepping in slow, rhythmic motion popularized by a 2014 hip hop song with the same name by Atlanta-based rappers Kayleb, Yung Cyph and John Boy. People come and people go, Its not the way that I'd have it though.Hip hop, vine, music, rap, thot, walk, dance, slang, rap song, viral video, thot video, slang term, the thot walk, what is the thot walk People come and people go, Its not the way that I'd have it though,īring in shame along with truth, Bring in fame along with guilt, Bring me grace to erase the filth, Bring out peace to subdue the suicidal thrills, Make him still, make him still, make him still,Īlone in a well, Let it hail, Bring by wealth along the church bells, On the brink of love along a back hole,
The pressure eases as she goes, Blood rushing through the veins, At the center of a cold dark cave, Reminds a long lost soul, That a remnant still remains, I wanna be bold, Shout at the wind and let you know, Throw up my hands, When it swells, only to fold, Led by a goose to a spring, Oh well, what do I know, What to hold onto, A key to your heart is all We ask forĪs I walk the plank, Metal pings against the chains, Men pull with a crane, Proclaiming vanity in your fame, Perched atop a hill, As the suns crest lays a golden road, To a crime scene, Foretold generations ago, How do they know? Scattered shards of fire light, The glass stained chaos, And accompanying choirs, A single blade of grass, Yearns to be a patch, How can they grow?
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