Torrance the Vamp

The Vamp's Mind
2005-04-26 22:25:48 (UTC)

I have no clue

I have no clue what to say. I suck at Baritone which is in
3 days. Crap..

I think Trevor is mad at me but I am not sure.

I think I am fat... don't respond to that.

I have Oh by Ciara stuck in my head.

This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha
Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like

Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still smoke hundred spokes, wood-grain armor-all
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like

Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

Luda (rap)
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin’ down in a
different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick
flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got
another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha ‘Lac,
Im flexin still
Same price different time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara
got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on
stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep
the stainless wheel
Trunk-rattlin’ what’s happenin’, huh?
I don’t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin’, face-crackilin’ huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin’ dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, runnin back cuz tha song
is called

Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

I just noticed there is personification in the rap part by
Ludacris "Turn it up and make the speakers bleed."

Whatever poetry is haunting me.

l8er


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