Wat it do BP this ya nigga tyronn...aka slimthug comin from that 254 holdin it down in killeen texas....hey check out the pics on the page and let me kno watchu think....
Mayne wat i like in a girl!!!!
>Not too tall >Pretty >out going >goal orientated >Definetly not snobby >or too clingy >etc....jus ask ya boi
NO HOMOZ OVA HERE....MAYNE YA BOI DONT FUK WIT THEM GAY HOMO AZZ NIKKAZ....YUH FEEL ME.....REAL TAWK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IF YOU HAVE NO PICS...U MIGHT AS WELL TURN UR AZZ AROUND....CUZ I GOT NO WORDS FOR YOU.....
AND IF YOU FAKE....DONT BOTHER COMIN AT ME....CUZ I HATE LIARS...AND PPLE WHO STEAL......FAKE AZZ HOEZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THUG POETRY
I'm un cholo and I like chicanas,
just because their sweet loving mamas.
If I ever dumped one you'd know I was blind,
but then I would think of her time after time.
Their beautiful, sweet, and really kind
and I know I wouldn't be wasting any of my time.
Yo tiene una amor pero me deho y porque no save yo,
yo quiero a ella, pero ella no me quiera.
She wanted someone else, so she left me by myself.
I didn't stop her so she left,
and I knew she wasn't the only chicana left.
I searched long and hard para una otra chicana and
when I found her I knew she was the one.
About a month later we hit the cama then I
found out she was my baby's mama.
When I found out I loved her more and then finally
our baby was born.
TRUE WORDS
Look we can shop together mama, his and hers Fifth Av. %#&@$! baby, Fendi furs I ain't tight with the chips girl I'm down to splurge If it's ice you like I'll light up your life (Ooh) VS2 Clarity alright I play the block I ain't the type to punch your clock I'm the type to put the metal to the floor in the drop I live life in the fast lane I make a grove of hash Hustle hard for cash so I can spoil that %#&@$! It's like she loves me, she loves me not Cause her friends pump her head hull of bull%#&@$! alot I gave jewels I imported for her Chanel bags I bought from boosters To the hood I introduced her She feisty and sometimes she wanna fight me People saying if I get knocked she ain't gon write me The sick part is all that bull%#&@$! excites me
Tie your hands to the bedpost when I caress you When I met you it was Guess and Gap Now it's Gucci and Prada Took you from being a nine to being a dime You complain that we don't spend time When I'm OT on the grind going hard for mine Yo when shorty say she hate me You know she mean she love me When she play me close at the bar That mean she want some Bubbly See my polying with another chick and %#&@$! get ugly She wanna flip threaten to run keys across my whip Try to burn a nigga with some Hominy Briss That's how she on it When I met her she was lowkey Now she wanna OD You know me I let her do her thing son I say what I'm feeling Niggas say that I'm illing I sip Cristy so I'm pissy Like a staircase in your building
