Rihanna Is Hosting the 2018 Met Gala with Donatella Versace and Amal Clooney

The fashion queen always steals the night but now she'll host it...

Wednesday, November 8, 2017 - 14:40

Rihanna steals the show at every Met Gala she attends with her extraordinary, jaw-dropping looks that are always unlike everything else on fashion's most famous red carpet.

Next year she will cement her status as the unofficial Queen of the Met when she hosts the gala for the very first time next year alongside fellow fashion icons Donatella Versace and Amal Clooney.

Vogue made the major announcement earlier today as the date for the annual event approaches once again.

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Rihanna has attended the Met Gala seven times and performed twice - once solo in 2015 and once surprising the elite audience during Kanye West's 2009 set - so we can't think of anyone else who embodies the spirit more than her.

It was recently announced that the theme for 2018 is "Heavenly Bodies: Fashion and the Catholic Imagination", which is bound to stir up some controversy when the designers' religious fantasies come to life on May 7th.

RiRi slayed this year's theme, as always, with an avant-garde Comme des Garçons dress that was essentially a high-fashion origami dream, so we can't wait to see what she wears next year!

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The yellow Guo Pei gown she wore to the 2015 event made headlines around the world and became a meme overnight thanks to its egg yolk-like colour. Fried Rih, anyone?

Pop superstar aside, Amal Clooney is a total fashion queen and it goes without saying that Donatella Versace is a legend in the fashion industry, so this line-up is one of the most epic in Met Gala history.

Anyone know how we can nab an invite?

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The truth will set you free
But first, it'll piss you off

Hate! Bad bitches wanna be my bae
Hate! Hunt me down like the C.I.A
Hate! Side of my car, tryna see my face
Hate! Want me to beat it like the T.I. case
Oh (hate!) and if it's heated I'ma feed my face
Hate! And best believe, it's gon' be outrageous
Hate! Hatin' niggas can't believe my race
Hate! Niggas hit you with the Eli face, oh

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Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Scrunchin' their eyes with your name in their mouth and
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'

Hate! You keep askin' me where I'm from
Hate! About the borders and, "Did I run?"
Hate! Keep askin' how I feel 'bout guns
Hate! There's a light and dark army, which side you choose? Oh
Hate! If not now then when?
Hate! And if not me then who?
Hate! Don't drink the Kool-Aid, my friends
Hate! I tried to tell y'all about this dude

Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Hate supplements are found right in their couches
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'

Wait, wait a minute
Shout out to them people, people
Wait, wait a minute
P-p-p-people, people
Wait, wait a minute
Mad ethnic right now

I get it how I live it
I live it how I get
Count the mothafuckin' digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not 'cause she ain't livin'
It's just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain't a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain't finished
I told you we won't stop
A nigga 'bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin' la
Got the hazards on, only doin' five

You can catch me flee in the new La Ferrar'
And the truck behind me got arms
Yeah, longer than LeBron
Just waitin' for my thumb like The Fonz
Woo! This beat tastes like lunch
But it's runnin' from veneers and it's runnin' from the fronts
But everyday, hey, wasn't lemonade
I was afraid, once a nigga graduate
Would I be okay?
So I prayed and I played
It's Rihanna nigga we got our office in space
Warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn't chase, nigga

Nigga, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face

I get it how I live it
I live it how I get
Count the mothafuckin' digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not 'cause she ain't livin'
It's just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain't a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain't finished
I told you we won't stop
A nigga 'bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin' la
Got the hazards on, only doin' five
You can catch me...

Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'

You can catch me
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute

Writer(s): WILLIAMS PHARRELL L, FENTY ROBYN Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com