
Anyways. I was jammin' on Mopac going South when this lyric came from my radio:
"then you drop and do the split.
How you make that p*$$y talk,
Baby damn, u is da shit."
Uh...I was stunned to say the least. I had to be kind and rewind and do a 1-2 check to make sure I heard the verse correctly that had just come out of my radio.
Can I just beg the question...How many people know a female lady part that talks to you? I feel that this is an STD that has yet to be reported. If I woke up one day and my lady part was talking to me--I would flip shit. And the even sadder part would be the fact that I would have to finish quoting Ray J and say "Just pardon my manners. It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera." I just really don't think too many people would believe me when I told them my flower was talking.
This particular blog was completely inappropriate...but seriously, I think we all should know the lyrics to the music drunken fratty's are trying to dry hump us with.
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i think i saw you chalking the main mall this evening...
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