Ayra Starr Just Dropped “Hot Body” and We’ve Already Added It to Every Single Summer Playlist

You know that feeling when a song drops and it instantly makes you want to dance in front of your bedroom mirror like you’re the main character in a Netflix teen rom-com? That’s exactly what Ayra Starr’s “Hot Body” just did to us. Summer’s not even ready. GRAMMY-nominated, Met Gala-stunting, Glastonbury-historic superstar Ayra Starr is officially entering her hot girl era—and she’s bringing the Afrobeats heat with her. Her latest single “Hot Body” is basically sunshine in audio form, crafted for dancefloors, solo car concerts, and those nights when your outfit is giving and you know it. The track features a silky blend of synthetic bass, sultry percussion, and the signature vocal magic that only Ayra can deliver. Co-written with Deeno and produced by Ragee (yes, the same producer behind “Commas”), with help from The Elements, Hot Body is designed to move hips and shift moods—basically, the song version of a summer fling. But this release isn’t happening in a vacuum. Ayra’s currently gearing up for a major UK takeover. She’s hitting the road with Coldplay this August with sold-out shows at Hull’s Craven Park and Wembley Stadium. Casual. Did we mention she was the first-ever Afrobeats artist to play Glastonbury’s iconic Pyramid Stage? We’re witnessing a cultural shift in real time, and yes, she’s the moment. 2025 has been her victory lap. A MOBO Award (the first female winner of Best African Music Act in 16 years!), a BET Award, a 22-million-stream banger with Wizkid (Gimme Dat), her first-ever Met Gala moment with Ozwald Boateng, and now, an upcoming film debut in Children of Blood and Bone alongside Viola Davis and Idris Elba? It’s giving unstoppable. With over 3 billion global streams, 1 billion YouTube views, and collaborations from Rauw Alejandro to Rvssian, Ayra Starr isn’t just making hits—she’s building a legacy. And Hot Body? That’s the anthem for your next night out (or in, with a portable speaker and zero shame).

Doja Cat Says “L’album est complet”—What We Know So Far

Doja Cat has entered the chat. Again. And this time, it’s French. On July 21, the Say So singer/rapper/internet gremlin dropped the line “L’album est complet” on Twitter (or whatever we’re calling it now). Translation: The album is complete. Emoji of choice? A croissant. Because of course. Naturally, the tweet sent stan Twitter straight into detective mode. Is the French caption a nod to the album’s title? (Vie, which means “life,” because yes, even chaos agents love a soft rebrand.) Is the croissant an Easter egg? A visual metaphor? A gluten-forward cry for help? TBD. What we do know: the vibes are shifting. Hard. Let’s set the scene. It’s the 2025 Oscars. Doja struts in with split-dye blonde and black hair, looking like Grace Jones’ cyberpunk daughter. The tweet goes up. She wipes nearly all past posts from her feed. She changes her location to “my ass.” Her header? Something sultry enough to get banned in three countries. In other words: we’re not in Hot Pink anymore, Toto. And while we’re on the subject: Doja hated her earlier pop era. She called Planet Her and Hot Pink “cash grabs,” told fans they were “duped,” and swore off the pop princess pipeline with a one-way ticket to Somewhere Real. “Now I can go disappear somewhere and touch grass,” she once wrote. “While y’all weep for mediocre pop.” (Iconic.) Her 2023 album Scarlet offered a glimpse of that pivot—artsy, dark, under-promoted, and possibly just a vibe check for what’s to come. But Vie? This one feels different. If Scarlet was her “don’t text me” soft launch, Vie is the “I turned off read receipts and got a stylist who knows the archives” rebrand. Every new photo, every hairstyle, every tweet screams: conceptual era loading. The Grace Jones comparisons? Not a reach. The flat top, the jagged silhouettes, the disdainful side-eyes? All giving OG fashion girl. Honestly, we wouldn’t be shocked if Doja pulled up to her next performance on a horse in full Mugler. No release date. No tracklist. No track titles. Just the cryptic, couture chaos we’ve come to expect. And fans? Already plotting fictional rollouts like it’s their 9–5. Whatever Vie ends up being—experimental jazz-rap? Parisian disco-metal?—we’re here for the drama, the visuals, the trolling, and the probably-great-but-also-deliberately-unmarketable music. Stay tuned for more updates on her new era.

A Week after Releasing Virgin, Lorde Teases ‘Virgin’ B-Side on X

This is not a drill. The girlies are spinning their vinyls and refreshing Lorde’s Twitter like it’s 2017 again. Just a week after releasing Virgin, her haunting, slow-burn of a fourth studio album, Lorde is already teasing the possibility of B-sides—and the fans? Fully unwell. Virgin dropped June 27 via Republic Records, after months of whispers, fan theories, and cryptic social posts that could only mean one thing: Lorde was ready to rise again. She first gave us a taste with “What Was That,” released casually (chaotically) during her NYC meet-and-greet. And naturally, we assumed that was the prelude to a full album—because Lorde only operates in full eras. Minimal, emotional, high-concept eras. And sure enough, Virgin landed, and with it, a soft TikTok wave, Google searches for “Lorde Virgin vinyl” spiking, and one fan comment that summed it all up: “And when the world needed her most, she returned.” But now? She might be feeding us more. Over on her corner of the internet (Twitter, naturally), Lorde just confessed, “We cut a song last minute because I thought it diluted the vision. Couple really good B sides knocking around actually.” Diluted the vision is so classically, devastatingly Lorde. Give us 40 seconds of piano and self-hatred, please. Of course, she didn’t say anything else. No track names. No clips. Just vibes and restraint. But if there’s one thing her fanbase knows how to do, it’s spiral responsibly. So, are we getting a Virgin (Deluxe)? A digital drop in the middle of the night that sends everyone into emotional ruin? Or is she simply reminding us that she can withhold at any time? Whatever the answer is, we’re listening. Loudly. On repeat.