November 2010
He left no time to regret Kept his dick wet With his same old safe bet Me and my head high And my tears dry Get on without my guy You went back to what you knew So far removed from all that we went through And I tread a troubled track My odds are stacked I’ll go back to black We only said good-bye with words I died a hundred times You go back to her And I go back to….. I...
If money is the root of all evil..
Why do churches beg for it?
hmm…
See, This is what happens when..
stokesup:
Sasaha Vah-a-bitch gets playin time in the 1st quarter. Im tell you, he’s cancer.
Oh, and the suns made 20+ 3pointers shootin lik 50 somethin from behind the line.. cnt hate on that.
but i will hate on sasha ol dumb ass.
Cold Brooklyn Night
You Gotta Problem Chica?
It’s whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVER whatEVERbitch!
MY BULLS
2-1
MY LAKERS
3-0