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Grease-T
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Yo yo yo yo wasssuuuuup? Wassup to all mah homie's sittin' on dah front sippen they's Robotussin' on de rocks and eatin's they frozen custards when Phatty Phat-Boy Boz rings my ass up and says in his eloquent way, "Morrissey wants to send you a message..kick David T's ass."
Now I could not believe tha' dawg would want any o' dat shiznit but tha' B-boy hisself confirmed it. Now, I usually go about mah business and yo, ya know ya know (chuckle)...true ..true. But apparently some sucka opens up they's jibba jabba and sez Morrisey be fruity and shizzzt, turns out he thinks it's David T. Now I don't believe dat shiznit cawz' hims the ultimo in the hood ya'll see...however, arguing with tha' Dawg hisself will gat you a cap in yo ass, so I ain't be trippin on dat and no hell no, forgets it if I get any kind of gat near me. SO wurd up peeps, i have tah do it:
"David T. I challenge you to a Jakked Match with NO DQ, no referee and falls count anywhere sucka! Let's get it on celeryneck!!! This is just business, nothing personal."
Morrissey is the final solution!
Now I could not believe tha' dawg would want any o' dat shiznit but tha' B-boy hisself confirmed it. Now, I usually go about mah business and yo, ya know ya know (chuckle)...true ..true. But apparently some sucka opens up they's jibba jabba and sez Morrisey be fruity and shizzzt, turns out he thinks it's David T. Now I don't believe dat shiznit cawz' hims the ultimo in the hood ya'll see...however, arguing with tha' Dawg hisself will gat you a cap in yo ass, so I ain't be trippin on dat and no hell no, forgets it if I get any kind of gat near me. SO wurd up peeps, i have tah do it:
"David T. I challenge you to a Jakked Match with NO DQ, no referee and falls count anywhere sucka! Let's get it on celeryneck!!! This is just business, nothing personal."
Morrissey is the final solution!