FIIIINE brotha over on 125th street, ooh I jus wanna sop him up with a biscit. The brotha drives this boxed Chevy with the 20's on them thangs, with twelve platinum thangs in his mouf. The boy was stunnin'. You know how I like dem rough necks. Here's Dollar Mania, I am bout to hook you up. You know instead of doz fangerwaves, I am gon get you some some blue yakki hair and finger wave the front, in the back I am gon hook you up with a corn roll with streaks of blue hair in, thenI am gon top it off and hook up a ponytail tree with blue/black pin curls.. Baby, you gon be the bomb stepping out ...........

"Popeye's Chicken!! Girl, let's go get some chicken wangs and stuff." It was then that I realized that I hadn't eaten all day, and I had missed class. But I had figured out that I could do ol' girl's huhr at the huhr school!!!Shhhhhoooooood... I could get credic for doin her huhr. Mmm-hmm. That's exactly what I'm gonna do. But first . . .

I gotta get my chicken. Shoot, Popeye's is on the way to the hurr school anyway.
I'll just get my two piece and my biscuit, then I'll go on to school, cuz...

I need that credic reals bad. I hope she don't mind that I am gon do hur huhr hat da huhr school. Shoood, she betta undastand me cause I'm gon need all the credics I can get because.........

bumpa curlin, twissin, weavin, and fryin and dyin layin to the sidin for sum change and stuf is not my style. I'ma high maintance heffa so....when I grauate from da hurh skool I can make sum real cheddar but until den I'ma hafta.....

THE END
 

keep turnin' these tricks.

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