Drop It Like It’s Hot, Yo.

July 24, 2007 in say what?

Me: Yeah, you didn’t hear? Kanye’s new album is dropping the same day as Fitty’s. There’s like, mad drama over it.

Jen: Almost runs into parked car. Excuse me? What did you just say?

Me: What?

Jen: –silence–

Me: Oh, um. I mean, Kanye West’s new CD is coming out on the same day as Fifty Cent’s. Apparently there’s a lot of controversy over it…better?

Jen: Uh, yeah. What the hell was that?

Me: I don’t know…it sounded normal coming out of my mouth.

Jen: I think that’s the problem.

Me: I’m ghetto on the inside.

And everyone calls him Fitty. (Said under my breath.)

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July 24, 2007 at 11:43 am

kwarterlifecrisis

Haha. I was pickin’ up what you were puttin’ down, yo.

July 24, 2007 at 11:47 am

sasharay

haha. You’re a lil G inside aren’t you?

July 24, 2007 at 12:47 pm

Mike

And I smell what you’re cooking. I hear you barking, big dog. Or is it dawg? I’m readin’ what you’re writin’. Either way. I got nothin’.

July 24, 2007 at 1:02 pm

Ashley

AHhahahaha. somewhere inside you lives an african american woman aspiring to be a talk show host.

(0&G 4-eva)

July 24, 2007 at 5:26 pm

caitlynintherye

I once had a coworker that used to try to “ghetto-ize” me, as she put it. She would teach me new sayings each day and make me use them in every day conversation. Like “Girl, your celly is hot up in here” etc.
My all time favorite one was “He all up in my kool-aid and he don’t even know the flavor”, which I accidently repeated loudly during a soccer game once.

July 24, 2007 at 7:54 pm

Anna