This is what happens when you leave me in the country for too long:
So,
I looked in the new bathroom, right? And saw there was a waterbug in
there. And he was trippin! I mean, he was all set to die, right? Then
he just started...you know, tryin' to live n' SH$%#, so I was like,
Blah! Naw, nigga, you goin' down.
So I went up in there, and
said, while I'm doin it, Imma sweep, right? so I was sweepin, you know,
gettin my clean on, doin me, you know, and so Nigga just started...you
know, bowin up and SH$#$@! on a Nigga, so I'm like, yo, who you iz, man,
that ain't cool! just chill and $##, it ain' een much like that, you
know..
so, I'm sweepin, and like, I sweep him! right? and you
know this Nigga gon try and catch onto the broom! like, just clink
clink! latch his legs round a strand, naw, boo, it ain' een much like
that! so I clock that Nigga! but he don't die, Man, like, he hard and
SH$#$#, so he gon try and make me jump back.
Naw boo
so,
I'm like boom! all ova ya face Nigga, What! what! man, I slammed that
broom down so hard...but he still won't die, Man! So I'm like, jigga
what?? who you iz? who you IZ, Nigga!
So I sweep him out.
right over next to his little buddy, you know say 'ello to my li'l
frien, Nigga cheuah! but so, like, I'm still doin me, gettin my clean
on and sh$#@, and he dyin, doin that cockroach flail, and SH#$@...and
into the trash can he goes. yeah.
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