The Bootylicious Baby

Hope Maintains the Idiot You'll get further in life with sugar and honey than salt and vinegar. The cloud has to shadow the sun so you can appreciate the light. Ignorance is the path to knowledge!!!!!!!!!!!! If anything excuses just stop you from reaching your goals.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Why are people so cruel?

It's becuase they are jealous and horid. I don't understand why they chose our home but it was something that i will never forget, especially since it was soooo scary! I just thank God that my mum and I weren't hurt.

On to lighter terms formal is just four days away!!! It's getting so close to the date, everyone or just me is freaking out. I don't care what other people say it is going to be the most awesome night i can hardly wait.....antisipation is taking over......but the excitement is starting to set. I am wearing a hot pink dress which my aunty was fitting me for on friday, may i say she is one of the most SCARIEST persons when she is trying to concentrate and is in a hurry. I didn't even want to breathe because i thought she might prick me! But i do love her. Work was good Saturday it was fun! Lately i don't talk at work unless it's with someone i love to keep conversing with. Usually because everyone else bores me with stories i don't need to hear. But besides that everyone else there at the moment is quite cool to be around with. I'm so tired i never slept in, in the holidays i kept waking up at 8 - 8.30. the latest i slept in til was 11.00 WOW. Well i might rite something else later but right now i have nothing to really to express to you besides "You are what your actions make you" Is that true?
My Humps - great song!
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)
I drive these scrubbers crazy,
I do it on the daily, They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys. Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karen, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’
Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Se7en Jeans, True Religion,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t fakin’
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.
My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’. (Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)
I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.
They say I’m really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can’t touch it,
If u touch it I’ma start some drama,
You don’t want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don’t pull on my hand boy,
You ain’t my man, boy,
I’m just tryn’a dance boy,
And move my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps x3
In the back and in the front.
My lovin’ got u, She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon’ do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

1 Comments:

At 12:24 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey sweetheart!
hey its sarah huy here from tourism and the even more aesome 743!!! what happened to your house? i hope everyones alright...i have a livejournal too... its at http://www.livejournal.com/users/neighbok/ anyway ill see you on wednesday!

 

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