my baby my baby, man she's looking gravy. things might not change but they say, hell maybe.. she's my lovelady even though I'm from the eighties we both love our babies.. maybe one day we'll stop playing these games w all our crazies talking bout them lazies on a daily. thinking it's a job you better go all that fool Bob.. the builder I'll knock yo ass out way left fielder. this ain't no game of Simon says.. my sister tosha boot to break out the potato peeler on them hoes. she gonna break ya fucking nose. believe that. man yo ass is wak, rolling around in yo busted up wannabe Cadillac...