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"Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox | Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks | In the six drop boo and it don't stop | See money lookin alright, yeah what up Pop | 'Cross the room throwin signals I'm throwin em back | Flirt-in cause I, digs you like that | Peep baby boy style, hopin we match | You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached | It said, "You look like the type that, know what you like | I could tell by | the je-wels you go for the ice | Plus you wear the shoes well, the suits flows nice | I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise | Meet me by the VIP let's pow-pow | Whisper in my ear like, "Boo let's bounce now | I'm 'bout to say peace to my mans for you | When it's all said and done I got plans for you | He said (gotta get you home tonight" ~Foxy Brown I honestly thought my 4th of July was going to go down like every other one gone past ... I would be celebrating it Independently. I was completely wrong ... To start the day off I had breakfast with a couple of friends. We sat around my apartment listening to Erykah Badu, Rachelle Ferrell, D'Angelo while enjoying a gourment breakfast. In between this I tried cleaning my apartment from head to toe for Bobby's arrival. I'm not sure how I was able to accomplish this being that I hardly put any energy into cleaning my apartment. I thought the shooting at LAX yesterday was going to hamper me from picking Bobby up from the airport on time ... but it was smooth sailing. After tracking back to Belmont Shore we sat around waiting for the Firework show to take place down by the beach. Somehow the conversation of "Groups who need to get back together and release another album," came up -- Jade, Mint Condition, The Fugees, Tony Toni Tone, Brownstone, and SWV. All and all I had a jood time ... Alright -- I'm Gone comments previous | next |
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