Nah...this is 2013...we off that work out shyt...we off that look good shyt...we off that grooming shyt...we on that make money and be a caveman steez...
Yeah my breath stank bytch...cause I'm eating fillet mignonette ( yeah i know it's mignon...but spell check said it should be mignonette and damn if that doesn't sound my impressive
...knaw i don't carry enough to goggle it bytch
) and crab cakes everyday...I don't brush my teeth cause i like the taste in my mouth...look at my tongue...it's getting little baby shrimp eggs on it...
Yeah I'm out of shape bytch...I count checks not calories...you'd be fat to if you spent as much time in and out of the bank vault like i do...you'd be fat to if you spent all day sitting at a desk barking out orders...them in shape nikkas you like so much are in shape cause they running errands for my fat ass all day...
Hell yeah my hair nappy bytch...i ain't combed my shyt in weeks...bytch I don't even own a comb... I donated it to the nikka next door...he out here saving all his money to buy a suit from Dillards so he need all the help he can get...you know who comb their hair? The impres
sor...you know who doesn't?...the impres
se