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| Topic: Dear Diary...........OMG another Diary Part 120 + - part 36 | |
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heheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
dear diary.......we named these drinks we made today Loopy Fruities!!!    
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Take 1.....40 lber of Malibu and add fresh fruit and put in a blender. Add more alcohol as needed!!!
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heheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee dear diary.......we named these drinks we made today Loopy Fruities!!! shouldn't you be at work? . . . |
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heheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee dear diary.......we named these drinks we made today Loopy Fruities!!! shouldn't you be at work? . . .
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Dear diary...........the word of the day is YIPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEE KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAI AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!
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me thinks gypsy is drunk !
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heheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee dear diary.......we named these drinks we made today Loopy Fruities!!! shouldn't you be at work? . . . who said you get a day off? i don't think i approved that. . . . |
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me thinks gypsy is drunk !
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heheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee dear diary.......we named these drinks we made today Loopy Fruities!!! shouldn't you be at work? . . . who said you get a day off? i don't think i approved that. . . .  
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heheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee dear diary.......we named these drinks we made today Loopy Fruities!!! shouldn't you be at work? . . . who said you get a day off? i don't think i approved that. . . . i'll have a number 1 and a number 4. . . . |
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Edited by
Gypsy41
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Tue 04/28/09 09:20 PM
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Uh uh uh, sicka than your average poppa Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz dont think **** stink Pink gators, my detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in brooklyn Dead right, if they head right, biggie there air nike Poppa been smooth since days of underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? yeah, poppa and puff (ehehehe) Close like starsky and hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry m-3 (take that, take that, take that, haha!) Bang every mc easily, busily Recently niggaz frontin aint sayin nuttin (nope) So I just speak my piece, (cmon) keep my piece Cubans with the jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it That brooklyn bull****, we on it Chorus: sung in imitation of part of slick ricks la-di-da-di Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie (uh-huh) cant you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (hah) Verse two: I put hoes in ny onto dkny (uh-huh) Miami, d.c. prefer versace (thats right) All philly hoes, dough and moschino (cmon) Every cutie wit a booty bought a coogi (haaaaah!) Now whos the real dookie, meanin whos really the **** Them niggaz ride ****s, frank white push the sticks On the lexus, lx, four and a half Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass Gon blast squeeze first ask questions last Thats how most of these so-called gangsters pass At last, a nigga rappin bout blunts and broads Tits and bras, menage-a-tois, sex in expensive cars I still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for, no car payment At my arraignment, note for the plantiff Your daughters tied up in a brooklyn basement (shhh) Face it, not guilty, thats how I stay filthy (not guilty) Richer than richie, till you niggaz come and get me Chorus: Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie (uh-huh) cant you see (huh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Verse three: I can fill ya wit real millionaire **** (I can fill ya) Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly Wreck it buy a new one Your crew run run run, your crew run run I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit Flows girls say hes sweet like licorice So get with this nigga, its easy Girlfriend heres a pen, call me round ten Come through, have sex on rugs thats persian (thats right) Come up to your job, hit you while you workin (uhh) For certain, poppa freakin, not speakin Leave that ass leakin, like rapper demo Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly Hit em wit the force like obe, **** black like toby (obe... toby) Watch me roam like gobe, lucky they dont owe me Where the safe show me, homey.. (say what, homey) Chorus: Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie (uh-huh) cant you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie (uh-huh) cant you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid *fades* Hah, sicka than your average poppa Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz dont think **** stink Pink gators, my detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in brooklyn Dead right, if they head right, biggie there air nike Poppa been smooth since days of underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? yeah, poppa and puff (ehehehe) Close like starsky and hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry m-3 (take that, take that, take that, haha!) Bang every mc easily, busily Recently niggaz frontin aint sayin nuttin (nope) So I just speak my piece, (cmon) keep my piece Cubans with the jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it That brooklyn bull****, we on it Chorus: sung in imitation of part of slick ricks la-di-da-di Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie (uh-huh) cant you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (hah) Verse two: I put hoes in ny onto dkny (uh-huh) Miami, d.c. prefer versace (thats right) All philly hoes, dough and moschino (cmon) Every cutie wit a booty bought a coogi (haaaaah!) Now whos the real dookie, meanin whos really the **** Them niggaz ride ****s, frank white push the sticks On the lexus, lx, four and a half Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass Gon blast squeeze first ask questions last Thats how most of these so-called gangsters pass At last, a nigga rappin bout blunts and broads Tits and bras, menage-a-tois, sex in expensive cars I still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for, no car payment At my arraignment, note for the plantiff Your daughters tied up in a brooklyn basement (shhh) Face it, not guilty, thats how I stay filthy (not guilty) Richer than richie, till you niggaz come and get me Chorus: Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie (uh-huh) cant you see (huh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Verse three: I can fill ya wit real millionaire **** (I can fill ya) Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly Wreck it buy a new one Your crew run run run, your crew run run I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit Flows girls say hes sweet like licorice So get with this nigga, its easy Girlfriend heres a pen, call me round ten Come through, have sex on rugs thats persian (thats right) Come up to your job, hit you while you workin (uhh) For certain, poppa freakin, not speakin Leave that ass leakin, like rapper demo Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly Hit em wit the force like obe, **** black like toby (obe... toby) Watch me roam like gobe, lucky they dont owe me Where the safe show me, homey.. (say what, homey) Chorus: Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie (uh-huh) cant you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie (uh-huh) cant you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid (uh) Biggie biggie biggie cant you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess thats why they broke, and youre so paid *fades* |
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me thinks gypsy is drunk !
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On the floor of Tokyo
Or down in London town to go, go With the record selection With the mirror reflection I'm dancing with myself When there's no-one else in sight In the crowded lonely night Well I wait so long For my love vibration And I'm dancing with myself Oh dancing with myself Oh dancing with myself Well there's nothing to lose And there's nothing to prove I'll be dancing with myself If I looked all over the world And there's every type of girl But your empty eyes Seem to pass me by Leave me dancing with myself So let's sink another drink 'Cause it'll give me time to think If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance And I'll be dancing with myself Oh dancing with myself Oh dancing with myself Well there's nothing to lose And there's nothing to prove I'll be dancing with myself If I looked all over the world And there's every type of girl But your empty eyes Seem to pass me by Leave me dancing with myself So let's sink another drink 'Cause it'll give me time to think If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance And I'll be dancing with myself Oh dancing with myself Oh dancing with myself If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance [Scat] Dancing with myself Dancing with myself Dancing with myself Dancing with myself If I looked all over the world And there's every type of girl But your empty eyes Seem to pass me by Leave me dancing with myself So let's sink another drink 'Cause it'll give me time to think If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance And I'll be dancing with myself Oh dancing with myself Oh dancing with myself If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance
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Dear diary........I was watching tv tonight and I seen a guy suck demons straight into his flashlight!!!
 I thought it was pretty funny!!!  
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BEWARE OF THE FLASHLIGHT DEMONS!!!
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 and just how much have you had to drink ????
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uHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH uno dos tres quatra sinca seize.....hmmmmmmmmmmmmm????
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I may just wake up with an internet boyfriend!!!
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