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Now that “Crank That (Soulja Boy)” has become the most downloaded song in history, T-Pain has nearly 100 songs on the Hot 100, and any and every song designed for the club has a 90% chance of becoming a platinum ringtone, I’ve reached a very important decision in my life: I’m becoming a rapper.
Should I be one of depth, and return to the lyricism-focused days of hip hop? I could take a detour from the shallowness and materialism that consumes mainstream hip hop, and offer sociopolitical commentary that would be critically lauded and welcomed by audiences bored with what they hear on the radio.
Yahh bitch yahh! That is indeed Reynold’s Wrap. It will have to do until I find out if TV Johnny has a payment plan. I already have a vocoder on lay-a-way. I’m trying to find some software to make my Casio beats. I’ll be downloading, that, though. I’m too hood to pay for it.
I’ve been brainstorming song ideas. I made a list of every theme I need to cover to have a successful album.
I get money.
I pop bottles.
I’m rollin’.
My grill shines like this...
I have a Phantom.
My girl got a girlfriend.
I’m a dope boy.
I sell coke by the keys.
I sell weed by the pound.
I’m me.
I’m the shit.
Get low, bitch.
Make it clap, hoe.
Back that ass up, bitch.
Suck my dick.
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"Crank That Paycheck"
"Hoebitch"
"Hotsauce"
"Pump My Gas"
"AIM Bitches"
"Kick That Hoe in The Throat"
"Seasoned Like Lawry’s"
"Pregaming"
"Pass The ‘Tussin"
"E-Beef"
"Trick Named Sallie"
FYI: "Hotsauce" is a dance. Don't worry, I'll explain everything on YouTube in due time. Just to give ya’ll of a little taste, you can expect to hear clever lines like, “I pops like chicken grease, fuck with me I'm pulling out my piece” throughout the album.
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