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Who the fukk is this? Taggin’ me @ 5:46 in the mornin’, crack of dawnin’, now I’m yawnin’. Wipe the coal out my eyes. See who is this taggin’ me and why. :daking:
It’s my Tiger Tony from the Kelogg’s box. Told me he was in the hamburger spot and heard the intricate plot. nikkas wanna stick me like fly paper, nikka. Slow down, breh, please chill, drop the caper. :nobigmacs:
“Remember them nikkas with the chips made with cheese dip, that you cut fries with, grilled beef, and got nice with?” :whopperpls:
“Yeah my cheetah Chester with the corn chips, nah them my nikkas, nah Ches wouldn’t disrespect.” :idontunderstand:
“I didn’t say THEM. They schooled me to some nikkas that you knew from back when, when you was clockin’ minor figures. Now they heard you blowin’ up like nitro and they wanna stick ya up for some overtime, bro. Sohh, thank Ches for warning me, ‘cause now I’m warning you, I got the spatula nikka tell me what you gonna do?” :whopperpls:
Damn, Ronald wanna stick me for my paper.
Damn, Ronald wanna stick me for my paper. :atearinmyburger:
Damn, Ronald wanna stick me for my paper.
Damn, Ronald wanna stick me for my paper.