“Glitter, glisten, gloss, floss
I catch a beat runnin like Randy Moss”

“I’m fat, black, born to mack, body built like a cadillac.”

Any or all of these lines:

I got lint on my robes. I can’t pimp in these clothes.
-Ghostface

He must’ve been drinking some coarse grinds to get all that grit

Trotsky Trollops

I wonder what his Uncle Tom gave him?

yo shorties came through with 40s and blunts, kid. shit just came up missing

they both seem to like orange slices

This looks so fetch

I’m on Team Webber

they’re not that bad

great article

Ronnie Lottz seems to care a lot about his chicken wings, but what about his fingers?

Still not as good as Sherman’s ‘Fuck the South’ uniforms

Are all their races 'Rock and Roll'?

NWA already did this one though:

mah chimp

Love this movie

I'd marry her