this chic loox like grimace.....rondo
Me on Death Row to the Warden. Dear Warden tomorrow is my last day on earth and you asked what did I want for my last meal. So I with all due RESPECT to food will pass and instead request you to serve me Miss Dime of the South with a cherry in her hand. SMASHHHHHHHHHHHH & DIE....Thank you..
Look up in the sky and tell me what you see
The clouds, naw nigga, not me
I see opportunity, I'm a opportunist
Nigga, you heard what I said, "I'm a opportunist"
blafy you say give it time.... time aint on her side she gone be swoll if she get knocked up its over
oh and puting her and mz dr in the same convo is like saying harold miner is the next michael jordon.... peeps be like mane you dont know shti bout basketball....
oh my bad but still time aint on her side though