John Jacob Jingle Hymer Shmit? Nigga, who named theyre kid that?? I bet whoeva named thier kid John Jacob jingle hymer shmit goes to da knitting club wit hiz gramma wile listenin to soft country pop in his lil mini cooper wile he drives da speed limit to be safe. I bet he wears hiz seatbelt an always watchez fer padestrians. His numba 1 idol is hanna montanna and he always has da best of bolth worlds wen he goes to knit pink sweaters wit hearts and jewels on dem.
Aye, Happy 4/20 an all dat jazz.
Eh, Holmes just poppa smack ass what’s diggy?
Sum times u gotta grab life by the nads an say, “Yo, nigga, you be trippin’. Y don’t you go take a bath wit all yo lil gurly bath saltz and take a cup of tea wit u and stare at yo Justin beiber and skottey mic-creery posterz wile you daydream about froliking throu da meadows wit budderflies and litening bugz and leave me da fuck alone!”
Yo’ thugz laff 2.
Wut it sound like when thugs cri!?
BITCH, thugz don’t cry! Even if dis shit is gunz and da gun powder! Guns ar a true thugs action figurez! I bet whoever made dis goes around with da nayberhood boys playin da pink power ranger wile imajining dat hez gettin laid by da yello power ranger wile hez in da enchanted forrest in da 7 dwarfs house.
Wut. Wut is dis? Ice cube? Dis nigga ain’t no thug. He be a lil ladybug dat goez up 2 little girlz so they can count all his lil polka dots on his bak and lets little boyz play wit his wings in da playground wile dey play hop skoch at resess after dey eat theyr little lunchez wit da sacks of milk to help helthy bones.
Titanic? Dat shit cray man. I bet leo decaprio eats sugar cookiez and catches sunshine in bottlez for da rainy days so he dont hav to cry in da corner wit all his stuffd animalz and cri to his mommy. He needs ta grow a pair, cuz I coudda ezily survivd Dat cold watter!
Dis nigga Nikki Manaj. He’s cray man. Dis brotha can spit da shit like a thug. He prolly got all da bitches.