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Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Whats with these women?

"I need a ride or die groupie that can get dirty in Gucci
On the floor or the floor of the hoopty while she loving me up
I'm usually the instigator
But ain't nothing greater
Than a X-rater with a nickname like vibrator"
from Groupie love by 213. I have no clue how to explain or understand women: maybe I should stop laying out my thoughts for yall. I cant have peeps getting to know me, after all I tell no one anything as my boy pointed out to me yesterday when he thought I was dodging questions about a girl. Cmon yall my life is open...STONE COLD...according to some its not by choice.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

If you having girl problems i feel bad for you son, I got 99 problems but a bitch aint one.
:-D R

Anonymous said...

diggity,
i think i'm a medium (shouldn't u know that by now?). still dunno what to get u for ur bday but im working on it. dunno ur schedule so never call u during the day - u shud let me know it

who's ur mama??

~m

Anonymous said...

I don't know about getting dirty in Gucci. That may be going a little too far because I haven't met a man yet that's worth getting my Gucci dirty. (Well of course except you Aaron). As for your undecisive chick, that's crap. I agree, either she wants to be with you or not. Life is too short to be playing games. If you care about someone, then just say it and be real. If it works-cool, if not- move one. There are plenty fish in the sea that would love to date a handsome ambitious law student such as yourself. So don't waste your time with games Aaron. And besides, if she is not your girl then she doesn't have any business geting upset at you. Much love, me

Anonymous said...

quoth the contemporary urban poet Lil' Kim, "Admiring my shoes by Gucci, I be eatin' sushi playin' with my coochie". IF that doesnt inspire deep thought then alas i fear the fundamentalists are taking over.

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