Sources reportedly told the website Ray J heard a “disrespectful comment” about Houston, followed by loud laughter. He reportedly got angry and tried to get inside, but was restrained. After the scenario repeated itself, he was removed from the floor.
Reports surfaced earlier this week that a police officer has filed a claim against the Beverly Hill Police Department, reporting that he was demoted after reporting a colleague picked up the sheet covering the lower half of Houston’s body and made a comment about how she looked.
I mean really, that’s just terrible. Terrible for Whitney, for her family, and for Ray J. Not even Ray J deserves something like that.
Listen, when it comes to Kim Kardashian‘s nether regions, Ray J most definitely hit it first. Well, the first time it was filmed and released in a sex tape, anyway. And while he wrote an entire track to commemorate the relationship, he wants everyone to know it’s all in good fun and that they shouldn’t think too hard about it. Except do, because now there’s a music video and it’s horrendous/hilarious.
I’m not sure what the funniest part of this video is – Ray J’s glowing car, Ray J hanging out in front of private planes like he can afford them, how the Kim K lookalike can only be shot with one part of her body on screen at a time or you’d be able to tell how NOT like Kim K she looks… need I go on? I wish I could even say this song is catchy, but instead it just makes me feel like Ray J has Tourette’s.
Ray J may have “hit it first” when it comes to Kim Kardashian and felt the need to release an entire song about it in a desperate plea for some amount of attention since the world literally gives zero shit about him, but now that everyone is getting in an uproar about the track, he wants to set the record straight. You see, Ray J wasn’t dissing Kim and Kanye at all! No, he’s a lover rather than a fighter and would never do that. He just wants the world to know about the “concept” of giving her The D before Kanye got in there for God knows what reason. Don’t take things so personally, guys!
From Hot 97:
“It’s a song, it’s not about that. It’s about a concept, you know what I’m saying? People are going way too deep… They’ve just got to keep it on the surface. Like, I’m not trying to create no war. It’s all love. We’re doing music.”
“I think people are digging into it too deep. It’s a song – we’re just having fun, that’s it. It’s not a war. It’s not a diss song. We’re just having fun. Bring it back to the song – that’s all I’m on.”
Someone needs to phone Miriam Webster, because Ray J clearly doesn’t understand the definition of “concept”, which tends to be more subtle than “I had her head going north and her ass going south/ but now baby chose to go West”, for starters. Second of all, it’s not even a good song. No one’s going to sit around listening to it and thinking, “Goddamn! Hope Kanye’s got some ice for that burn!!” No, they’re going to be thinking, “What the f-ck is this bullshit?” and turn it off immediately. Nice try, Ray J.
Ray J is some sort of rapper but really we know him most fondly for his sex tape with Kim Kardashian. And he knows we know it. Thus, continuing to ride the sweet Kardashian train to relevant town, Mr. J dropped this gorgeous track, “I Hit It First”.
The song is a dazzling work of hilarity. Some lyrics:
I hit it I hit it I hit I hit I hit I hit I hit it first
I hit it I hit it I hit I hit I hit I hit I hit it first
Then he really lets his masterful lyrics come through:
She might move on to rappers and ballplayers
But we all know I hit it first.
I had her head going North and her ass going South
But now baby chose to go West
I think I see what he did there. It’s difficult, as this song flirts with the levels of subtlety that Carly Simon’s “You’re So Vain” and Alanis Morisette’s “You Oughta Know” do, but if we listen carefully, we can decode that the messages in this song are perhaps about a relationship with Kim Kardashian but only PERHAPS.
I don’t know, if only we had another clue…let’s take a look at the single’s cover.
Ray J is sitting on “a ton of sexually explicit photos and videos” starring he and the late Whitney Houston, [says] an insider …
The Houston family has “been in contact with Ray and told him they do not want any photos or videos painting her in a bad light to come out,” the source said, adding the famous family “explained to Ray that now is the time to honor Whitney, not drag her legacy down.”
The insider said the younger brother of singer Brandy has “been stalling” to sell, or hand them over, them to Whitney’s family “because he knows he’s sitting on a gold mine.”
The late Houston “adored” Ray J, the insider said of the the hip-hop hunk, whose name is synonymous with his 2007 sex tape with Kim Kardashian.
Houston was found dead at 48 February 11 at the Beverly Hills Hilton; autopsy results are pending.
OK, so is it me, or is Radar Online just a step away from being a smutty, unreliable tabloid like ‘The World News’ or something, are are smutty, unreliable tabloids (like Star, who is now affiliated with Radar Online) more credible than ever? I’m afraid for the future of celebrity (but not for smuthounds like all of us), because pretty soon there are going to be no secrets. We’re actually going to know absolutely everything about the celebrities that we love and hate, because everyone has a price. Do you hear me? I’ll say it again: Everyone. Has. A. Price. And if I want to know Jessica Alba’s blood type down the road, or Fantasia Barrino’s genealogy without having to sign up for a fake Ancestry.com membership again, all I’ll have to do is the proper research and the knowledge will be at my fingertips. Isn’t that crazy? Even though we hate things like the Patriot Act, we’re getting more and more nosy as a society as the decades go by.
Look out, Fantasia. I’m onto you, girl.
Oh! Also! I really don’t want this to be true. See, I watched Waiting to Exhale last week, and I’m still kind of operating on the “back when Whitney was Miss Thang” high so much so that I’m re-reading the sequel to Waiting to Exhale, Getting to Happy. Which, incidentally, is a great read. But I can’t – seriously, I just can’t even – think about the possibility of Miss Savannah videotaping her sexual escapades with the dude that’s only famous for one reason: association. Association to Brandy, as he’s her brother, and association through Kim Kardashian, because she let him piss on her and allowed him to film it. I’M GONNA PISS ON YOU.
Ahem. Can we just remember her like this?
Update: TMZ reports that Ray J’s official stance on the subject is that there is no sex tape. I guess the truth will come out eventually.
This was one of those stories I came across and thought to myself, “Ha ha, very funny, retarded tabloids.” But I guess it’s for real. Whitney Houston and the urinator to Kim Kardashian’s urinatee, Ray-J, are totally a couple. They were spotted last night at a private party in Vegas. When not urinating on Kim Kardashian or porking Whitney Houston, Ray-J also plays brother to singer Brandy. Rock on, I guess. Mostly, I’m way psyched for Whitney on this one. After dealing with Bobby Brown for a million years, she deserves some hot young ass. And after watching that Kim K footage, you know Whitney’s gettin’ some good lovin’.