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While he won’t be inviting Kanye West over anytime soon for afternoon high tea (which really just involves sipping Hennessy and chowing down on crustless sandwiches while Beyonce walks around the pool doing vocal runs), Jay-Z finally opened up about that elevator throwdown back in 2014 with Solange Knowles. Surprisingly, it wasn’t to break down Bey’s “Flawless” remix to say “Of that billion dollars in the elevator, Solange represented somewhere around $40 and a Duane-Reade gift card.”
I guess Jay figured if he could bamboozle millions of fans into buying Tidal, he sure as shit could do it again in a simple interview and played the she’s-like-a-sister card. People magazine says he discussed it during a recent Rap Radar podcast.
“We had one disagreement ever. Before and after we’ve been cool. She’s like my sister. I will protect her. That’s my sister, not my sister-in-law. My sister. Period.”
In case you forget how this bro and sis treated each other, lemme refresh your memory. Sometime after the 2014 Met Gala, the Knowles sisters and Jay shimmied into an elevator at the Standard Hotel with their security detail. Shortly after the doors closed, Basement Baby let everyone know she had just finished reading Harry Potter, because she turned into the Womping Willow on Jay. Beyonce kind of just stood in the corner checking out her manicure and the new tile on the floor. The fight was rumored to be about alleged Becky with the good hair Rachel Roy, who these days can’t open Instagram without seeing at least a million notifications with bee or lemon emojis. BUT that’s all behind them.
‘Yonce looked up from her acrylics long enough to assemble a team to write her emotional response with “Lemonade,” and now Jay is on a giant mea culpa tour with 4:44, because he’s getting TWO million notifications with bee and lemon emojis. He doubled down on how elevator slaps are totes normal, bro:
“We’ve always had a great relationship. I fought my brothers and argued with my brothers my whole life. It just so happens, who we are, these things go into a different space. But it ain’t nothing.”
I’m pretty sure normal brother/sister spats are when you’re seven and throw your little brother off a slide at the PlayPlace at McDonald’s or, I dunno, use your mother’s kitchen shears to decapitate his favorite Cabbage Patch doll. Not go to Slap Town at the Standard as grown ass adults. That being said, next time Bey curates a photo of those two smiling and choking each other by a ball pit, we’ll know they’re just being a couple o’ crazy kids!