Sunday, November 15, 2009
T♥ time
On my Ipod:
The Lil Boosie album'SuperBad'. I know it's a little old, but I'm still bumping
to it. I can't get enough of “Miss Kissin' on You” featuring Trina and KaDe,
“Bank Roll” and my favorite “Mind of a Maniac.” I keep it going by following up with some Wacka Flocka Flame. He got a song featuring Soulja Boy called “Iced Out” and one called “O Letz Do it” featuring Young Show- its that down-south ignorant nonsense you can't get enough off. Also big-bellied Rick Ross along the Triple C's and Young Jeezy came together for the hood anthem “Erryday.” Tight work.
In My Hair:
Kinky-Curly. Its a set of shampoo, conditioner and pomade that brings out the best waves you got by detangling and removing frizz. If your going natural, this product will make your locks look as good as the stuff you buying at the store.
Common Misconception:
Golddigger.
Technically, a golddigger is a ruthless female, with no regards for male emotion. Her only motivation is money. First- I would like to take this time and address this. We aren't 'Gold Diggers', we are 'Gold Getters.' You don't have to be a man to enjoy making money. Its 2009, and love doesn't exist, money is motivation. I make my own damn money, so I'll be damned, if I let a nigga sit on my couch and beg for Becky, if he ain't paying no damn bills. Oh honey, I am not the one. Only a real hustler can handle a true gold-getter, and if your one of them gold-getters, go ahead girl, get that money, dig the hell out of them pockets, I got some extra shovels in the back if ya need one.
What I'm Waiting For:
DJ Jazzy Jeff is coming out with a 49-song mixtape honoring Micheal Jackson called “He's the King, I'm the DJ.” I know the man's been dead for almost six months now, but I love me some MJ. I guess we really “Don't stop until we get enough.” On the album, there will be the traditional classics, in addition to rare songs and new remixes. There is no offical release date, but I'm headed out to see the Micheal Jackson “This is It” movie while I wait.
The WTF:
Them old ass men in the club, what I like to call 'out-of-placers.' You know the one I'm talking about- the one with the 10-step routine, sweating because he's the only one dancing, buying young girls drinks, lying saying he's 25, covering up them gray hairs with a fitted cap. Nigga shouldn't you be in a cubicle doing my taxes? Isn't it past your bed time? You need to get the hell up out the club, and do something with your life. (Applies to females as well)
In My Cup:
Midori Sours.The sweetest thing to get you faded. For those little ladies who want to sip on something a little different, three of them will get you right. Make them at home with Midori melon liqueur, whiskey sour and Sprite. Delicious, tastes just like a green ICEE.
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