You know what, I thought about it.......what old ass reject killah bee could you be? Seein how your to scared to reveal your real identity......
Then it came to me like a vision in a puff of smoke......your that bitch that sings all the hooks.
Fuck i don't even know your name, but damn......your a fine ass bitch. A real bitch. A real independent woman like destiny's child. I like that in females.
You can ride on the back of my Harley Davidson across the prairie with wind blowing through our hair...............
And as we ride into the sunset you can sing me them ol' Wu hits that I like so much.
We'll go to the black hills, and climb harney peek together.
We'll make love until the sunrises.
I'll hold you and whisper sweet things into your ear.
You can tell me about the good ol' days when old dirt Mcgirt n the boys use to train you. How you started out as a groupie and worked your way up to #1 Choclate deluxe smokin wu cock for a living.
Yeah, that'll be the shit.
BLooop.

