Monday, May 17, 2004

What comes to mind when you hear..
..snow?:	no fucking shcool
..rain?:	let it flood
..tornado?:	where going to die
..summer love?:	what love
..Jon?:	LIL JON & THE EAST SIDE BOYZ
..Mike?:	Holloween
..Shea?:	who
..banana?:	food
..dizzy?:	high
..Laura?:	who
..Juan?:	Mexico
..car?:	street racing, money
..white?:	drugs
..peppermint?:	bad breath
..New Found Glory?:	what
..placebo?:	what the fuck
..orange juice?:	is it spicked
..candid camera?:	thats a dumbass show
..sister?:	don't have one
..brother?:	idoit
..hate?:	fucken bitch
..school?:	blowen up
..President?:	need a ganster president
..football?:	stuped
..rap?:	fuck fuck mother fucker mother fucker smoken weed
..pop?:	all right
..rock?:	all right
..punk?:	all right
..sex?:	hell ya bring it on bitch
..death?:	judgement day
..baby?:	a pain in the ass
..duuude?:	slang
..the end?:	death

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Thursday, May 13, 2004

Get low

Ba Da dum dum dum da da da da da dum
Ba Da dum dum dum da da da da da dum
Ba Da dum dum dum da da da da da dum
Ba Da dum dum dum da da da da da dum (Whoa!!!!)


3, 6, 9 damn you fine, move it to me, sock it to me one mor' time
Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low [Whoa!]


To The Window....... (To The Window)
To The Wall... (To The Wall)
To The Sweat Drop Down My Ballz (My Ballz)
To All These Bitches Crawl (Crawl)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)

Shortie crunk, so fresh so clean can she fuck?
That question been harassing me,
in the mind, this bitch is fine,
I done came to the club about 50th 11 times
now can I play with yor' painy line?
The Club owner said I need to calm done,
secruity guard gonna sweat me now,
Nigga drunk and another motherfucker threatened me now.

She gettin' crunk in the club I mine she work,
then I like to see the female twerkin,
taking her clothes off buckey naked ATL hoe don't disrespect it
P-P-Pop yor' Pussy like this
cause ying yang twins in this Bi-itch
Lil Jon and The East Side Boyz wit' me and we all
like to see ass and titties now bring yo' ass over her hoe
and let me see you get low if you want this thug
now take it to the flo' (take it to the flo')
and if yo ass want to act (What?)
then you can keep your ass where ya at. (Whoa!!!)


3, 6, 9 damn you fine, move it to me, sock it to me one mor' time
Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low [Whoa!]


To The Window....... (To The Window)
To The Wall... (To The Wall)
To The Sweat Drop Down My Ballz (My Ballz)
All These Bitches Crawl (Crawl)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)

Let me see you Get Low! Are You Scared You Scared?
Drop that ass to the flo' Are You Scared You Scared?
Let me see you Get Low! Are You Scared You Scared?
Drop that ass to the flo' Are You Scared You Scared?
Twerk It Fast YA! Shake It Fast YA!
Put It There To The Left To The Right YA!
Twerk It Fast YA! Shake It Fast YA!
Put It There To The Left To The Right YA!


Now, Back,[AH] Back, Back It Up[AH] O
Back,[AH] Back, Back It Up[AH] YE!
Back,[AH] Back, Back It Up[AH] YE!
Back,[AH] Back, Back It Up [AH]

Now Stop O! then wiggle wit it YEA!
Now Stop O! then wiggle wit it YEA!
Now Stop O! then wiggle wit it YEA!
Now Stop O! then wiggle wit it [Whoa!]wiggle wit it


3, 6, 9 damn you fine, move it to me, sock it to me one mor' time
Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low [Whoa!]

To The Window....... (To The Window)
To The Wall... (To The Wall)
To The Sweat Drop Down My Ballz (My Ballz)
All These Bitches Crawl (Crawl)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)


Now go and get my doe back , And go getcha friends,
Stupid Bitch standing there while i'm drinking me Hen,
Steady lookin' at me, Still askin' questions,
Times up Nigga pass me another contestant,
Hoe move it to the left if you ain't bout' 50
You talked through 3 4 songs already
Lookin' at a Nigga with ya palms out, Bitch I ain't
even seen you dance.


Twerk something baby, work something Baby,
Pop yo pussy on the pole do your thing,
Slide down there with yor' little bit then stop!
Keep it on the floor catch your balance then Drop!
Now bring it back up clap your ass like hands,
I just want to see your ass dirty dance,
Ying Yang had done it again
and put it on the map like man......(Whoaa!)


3, 6, 9 damn you fine, move it to me, sock it to me one mor' time
Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low [Whoa!]

To The Window....... (To The Window)
To The Wall... (To The Wall)
To The Sweat Drop Down My Ballz (My Ballz)
All These Bitches Crawl (Crawl)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)


God Damn (God Damn) Now ya'll twerk it a little bit ladies,
you got to twerk it a little harder than that,
now right now I need all the ladies that know
they look good tonight
(Where my sexy ladies) Lets line up and do this Shit like this!



Bend Over To The Front Touch Yo
Toes Back That Ass Up And Down And (Get Low-get low)
Bend Over To The Front Touch Yo
Toes Back That Ass Up And Down And (Get Low-get low)
Bend Over To The Front Touch
Yo Toes Back That Ass Up And Down And (Get Low-get low)
Bend Over To The Front Touch
Yo Toes Back That Ass Up And Down And (Get Low-get low)
[Whoaa!]


3, 6, 9 damn you fine, move it to me, sock it to me one mor' time
Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low Get Low [Whoa!]


To The Window....... (To The Window)
To The Wall... (To The Wall)
To The Sweat Drop Down My Ballz (My Ballz)
All These Bitches Crawl (Crawl)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)
To All Skeet Skeet MotherFuckers (MotherFuckers)
To All Skeet Skeet God Damn (God Damn)


Ba Da dum dum dum da da da da da dum
Ba Da dum dum dum da da da da da dum (Ba Da dum, dum)
Dum dum dum dum dum da da dum dum dum (Ba Da dum dum)
Dum dum dum dum dum dum dum.

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Thursday, March 4, 2004

10 THINGS ABOUT ME
1. I HAVE BLOND HAIR
2. I'M 17 YEARS OLD
3. I LIVE IN MESA,ARIZONA
4. I LIKE TO DRAW
5. I HAVE TWO CARS AND ONE TRUCK
6. I HAVE THREE DOGS AND ONE CAT
7. I LIKE TO PLAY BLACK JACK AND CRAPS
8. I WHERE A SIZE 15 IN SHOES
9. I LIVE ALONE
10. I LIKE TO GET MONEY

KNOW YOU NOW TEN MORE THINGS ABOUT ME.
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Wednesday, March 3, 2004

Here is my favorite song
Artist: Lil Jon & Eastside Boyz
Album: Kings Of Crunk
Title: Weedman


[Verse 1]
We smoke everyday
On an average 9,10,11,12 even 13 blunts
But when we on our last
And we aint got no mo grass
Its time to re up
Got to hurry up
Go and re up

[Chorus 1 (2x)]
So we just looking for the weedman
The weedman the weedman
And we just wanna smoke (smoke)
We just wanna smoke (smoke)
We just wanna smoke (smoke)

[Verse 2]
Hey I'm getting closer
To the weedman
I think he's somewhere close
Smell it on his clothes
Look! There he goes
Now you don't got to smoke with me (with me)
But if you wanna smoke my tree (my tree)
Just reach into that right (right)
Pocket on yo thigh (thigh)
And show a nigga five

[Chorus 2 (2x)]
We don found the fucking weedman
The weedman the weedman
And we about to smoke (smoke)
We about to smoke (smoke)

We about to smoke (smoke)

Yea this yo boy Lil Jon
With them Eastside Boyz
This yo boy Big Sam and man I'm High
Aye man hold on this yo boy Lil Bo man (smoker)
And I hear music man
Aye we gon take dis shit to 12 play
For the blunt
Only for the real smokers
Aye got damn fire some shit up to this
Lets go

One come on nigga pass me the blunt
Two I got to cop a sack or two
Three I got a fluffy bag of this weed
Four just watch me as I open it and pour
Five im about to role up the nine
Six we smoking on some real good shit
Seven watch me as I get high as the heavens
Eight all my niggas smoking real great
Nine getting kinda jiggy in my eyes yea
Ten I think I wanna smoke some again
Eleven Im trying to get back to the heavens
Twelve damn this weed good as hell yea
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Tuesday, March 2, 2004

one of my favorite songs
Here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come

Move bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck that shit, get out the way hoe
Move bitch, get out the way hoe
Fuck that shit, get out the way hoe

Nigga Three Six Mafia burn inside the southern territorial
Leavin' a memorial page in editorial
When ? watch yo back go front ?? Scarecrow
Leave 'em stiff and froze my foes and hit 'em like Rose in China snow
Wanna see the costs of the bosses comin' to toss it
Ain't no losses, ain't no crosses, leave you dead in a closet
Family recked from yo death-death, from yo early death
Packin' some in jars, sendin' two off for the chef
Cause I melt them with medicine
I'm perscription called death when ?

Oh there she go, old triflin' bitch
Straight take a hoe nigga, always out to lick
And when shit is gettin' thick
Out the door she split
She straight slick
But I'm slicker than that bitch gon' get
So now move bitch, get out the way hoe and lay low
So say hoe, you just another stank hoe
Trickin' on the dance flo'
Lookin' kinda slutty though
I'm all about my money hoe when I bump on yo stereo
And everywhere I go, it's the same old shit
Jumpin' drawz just like a broad, so bitch fuck this now

They know me from my Lac's and my creases, I'm Sean Paul (Sean Paul)
Slap the fuck out of each and all y'all (all y'all)
I done seen niggaz fall, I done seen niggaz ball
I done seen big girls shake with lil' bitty drawz (bitty drawz)
And uh, the other day this bitch got smacked in the jaw (in the jaw)
I done seen a whole lot, niggaz ain't seen what I saw (yeah)
I'm in it too deep, I could never come flaw (come flaw)
If ya talkin' bout that pistol my nigga you better draw
Okay, always sayin' shit that I mean
Pelle Pelle, A-Town nigga gotta come clean

What's up motherfucka what's up
Time to get real crunk, time to tear the club up
All these sissy ass hoes talkin' shit about this lady
Why you tryin' to doubt me baby
I'm the shit, you can't fade me
Now look what done happened, we done hooked up with Eastside Boyz
Bringin' noise
Makin' moves like the fuckin' U-Haul boys
Gangsta Boo be groovin' always choosin', what's up with you nigga
Gangsta Boo be makin' nothin' but hits increase to bigger figures
Nigga don't play with the muthafuckin' don't play lady
On the way, God damn what you bitches say
Nigga

Ah, Ah, Ahhhh-ha-ha-ha
We comin' through like the Rock bitch
Knock you out yo motherfuckin' socks bitch
Droppin' bows like nothin' wrong bitch
Bitch I'll break yo motherfuckin' nose bitch
Didn't we tell yo ass to move bitch
Now yo head busted ? two fuckin' bricks
So get yo fire and dip hoe
Cause a nigga gone off that Quevo
Why you still runnin' yo mouth bitch
You must've not known who you fuckin' with
We'll leave you dead in a fuckin' ditch
Cause we runnin' with the Three Triple Six
And them guns for them young hoes
We'll leave ya firm like a dildo
All my niggaz doin' Fed time
We'll leave yo belly filled with that iron

I'm lookin' for them big butts
Nothin but them quick sluts
Something kinda freaky like skinny hoe givin' up
Maybe a nigga'll take the camp
Probably let her ride my lap
Made playaz from the Memphis Tenn, bitch I'm on the map
I'm the kinda nigga bro' push a 450 hoe
Down the strip, Hennessy I sip on the low-low
Hit me on my ? horn
Can record, make a porn movie
Don't be choosy with this nigga Juicy
Ready to?

What y'all know to be part of this
You gotta be on some heartless shit
And whether it's legal or dirty, I'ma ball regardless trick
And I don't give a fuck if you the tallest or the smallest bitch
Don't none of you hoes know about this order shit
Chyna Whyte I live that street life
And I ain't gon' be happy till I got my momma eatin' right
Still the one to grip that motherfuckin' heater tight
And I'm still tryin' to find a motherfuckin' key to life
Ya heard me

I might not be the freshest nigga up in the club
But shoulda seen when I walked in the hoes said "What the fuck"
They saw me VIP in the VIP y'all
With these Rollies and the ? they be wonderin' "Who are y'all"
We be steppin' no less than 30 deep and thinkin' we some stars
My enterage spendin' no less than 80 G's on they cars
If I took you to my crib you probably wouldn't believe or think I'm liein'
Check my soundscan hoe, if I'm liein' or dyin'
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Whats Your Power Level
here is how you can find your power level.
first you add your weight,height in inches,how much you can bench press,and your agethen you divide by 40 round of if in decmal. and when your angrey you divide by the number you got befor you divide it by 2 then round of then add that number to your first. and when you are tired the first number you got divided by 2 then round of. and when you are a sleep it is 1 for every one. I well show you how here is mine
150+70+120+17=357 divided by 40=8.925=9
normal
9 divided by 2=4.5+9=13.5=14
angrey
9 divided by 2=4.5=5
tired
1
sleep
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You are Yoh's spirit - AMIDAMARU the ghost samurai!


What Shaman King spirit are you?
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