| 5 entries | | |  | | | | BYEBYE | wrote | | you'se not MC's, you'se worthless,You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please! You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me,Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me-
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful I'm rid of you, all you, you'll get it too! | | | | | N it goes a lil somethin' like this... | wrote | | | 1) Nomatter how many times u ask-i wont be gettin my kit off on cam.2)I really dont want to see ur lil thang either-i mean y?! 3)I dont wanna meet u for casual sex.Lotsa girls on here might-im not one of them katz.F.p seems to be a cattlemarket.Right here is the difference between a hamburger n a good bita steak.1 is cheap n easy,u scoff it,n forget it.the other takes more preperation and longer to get to ur plate, but,u appreciate it more,its better quality and tastes much nicer.peace out x | | | | | wrote | | | Pete from greenstreet-yesyes.id like t say joe cole was 10/10 also,but he plays for chelsea ;o) Never judge a book by its cover-less its one u already read....Behave like a lady at all time-less the situation calls for other wise.U see them PrEtTy buttons on m sterio? DONT TOUCH EM HOE. Vexxing;old peeps drivein,NEVER go over 26 m/h,swervein all over the shop,bit risky they r....N its true,u never see old peeps eatin twix's. | | | | | wrote | | For all the weed that I've smoked - yo this blunt's for you
To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too!
To all the friends I used to have - yo I miss my past
But the rest of you assholes can KISS MY ASS
For all the drugs that I've done - yo I'm still gon' do
To all the people I've offended - yeah fuck you too!
For everytime I reminisce - yo I miss my past
But I still don't give a fuck, y'all can KISS MY ASS | | | | | wrote | | | Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark This is how we used to make the party start,We used to mix hen' with Bacardi Dark,And when it kicks in you can hardly talk,And by the sixth gin you gon' probably crawl.And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf,And my prediction is you gon' probably fall,Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall,And everything's spinnin...haha.goin t london for a bit,all gooood.;op | | | | | 5 entries | | |
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