For the last 2 mornings I've woken up to this on the radio:
Smile fo me daddy
(What you lookin at)
Lemme see ya grill
(Let you see my what)
Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
(Rob da jewelry store and tell em make me a grill)
Smile fo me daddy
(What you lookin at)
I want to see your grill
(You wanna see my what)
Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill
(Add a whole top diamonds and da bottom rows gold)
*From "Grillz" by Nelly
And no, they're not talking about barbeques.
yes.
He's talking about teeth.
I just don't even know what to say right now. Nelly has gone batshit crazy.
I wonder if my retainer would make a good ditty.........
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Hot Dog Anyone?
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F-ing laughed out loud reading this! You're killin me Smalls.
I would kill of die to hear a little song about your retainer.
This is your retainer song... it isn't very long...
Good Sandlots quip Trollop.
Hmm...how about Retainers on Ice?
That's not even English! (And I should know.)
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