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| 20 Feb 2016 12:47 AM |
I am going to tell stories on youtube and I have none of my own
So you tell me yours and I will give you credit
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| 20 Feb 2016 12:48 AM |
wrong account but ya thats me^ tell me stories
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| 20 Feb 2016 12:48 AM |
| I once got aggressively memed at |
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| 20 Feb 2016 12:51 AM |
| Well I got one on my profile |
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| 20 Feb 2016 12:52 AM |
I hung out with the bad crowd when I was like 6th - 7th grade. I hung with a highschooler named Tyler and a fat blonde kid.
Anyway , I never biked far from home , so when they crossed the highway I was scared to go over. Somehow they came back over and hung out somewhere else , they offered me a cig_ar. I was like " no" and they were like "are you sure ? " and I was like " no I dont want it" and I biked home scared and freaking out for some reason and my mom was like " DID YOU TAKE IT ?? " and I was like " No.. no .. I THINK I NEED A SMOKE !! " I was so hypocondriac back then lmao
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| 20 Feb 2016 01:04 AM |
Now, this is the story all about how My life got flip-turned upside down, And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.
In West Philadelphia born and raised, On the playground was where I spent most of my days, Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' and all cool And all shootin some B-ball outside of the school, When a couple of guys, They were up to no good, Startin making trouble in my neighborhood, I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, She said 'Ya movin' wit ya auntie and uncle in Bel Air.'
I begged and pleaded with her-day after day, But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way, She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket, I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it!"
First class, yo this is bad, Drinkin' orange juice out of a champagne glass, Is this what the people of Bel-Air Livin' like? Hmmmm... this might be alright!
But wait, I hear they're prissy, booze-wine all that, Is this the type of place they just sent this cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there, I hope they're prepared, for the prince of Bel-Air!
Well a, the plane landed and when I came out, There was a dude looked like a cop standin' there with my name out, I ain't tryin' to get arrested yet I just got here! I sprang with the quickness like lightnin', disappeared!
I whistled for a cab, and when it came near, The license plate said "Fresh" and had a dice in the mirror, If anything I could say that this cab was rare, But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo homes, to Bel Air!"
I, pulled, up to the house about 7 or 8, And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo homes, smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, Sit on my throne, as the Prince of Bel Air. |
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