FYI National Holiday
Hmm, no it's... P I R A T E D A Y
Bluto wrote:
"Ain't no thang" "Would you describe, in your own words, what happend
that night?" "Check it bleed, Bro was on. Didnt trip. But the folks was
freakin man ,and Hey the pilots was laid to the bone, homes, so blood
hammered out and jammed ship. Tightened that bad sucker inside the
runway like a mother s**t"
**** man, that honky mus' be messin' my old lady... got to be runnin'
cold upside down his head. You know?
Hey home, I can dig it. You know he ain't gonna lay no mo' big rap up
on you man.
I say hey sky, s'other s'ay I wan say?
UH...
Pray to J I get the same ol' same ol'.
Eh. Yo knock yourself a pro slick, gray matter live performas down now
take TCB'in man.
Leg 'er down 'n smack 'em yak 'em
Cold got to be. You know? Shiiiiit.
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