Practicing me dance moves in the car park. Reckognise, I'se cool like dat.
Clearly me pops is mad dazzled by me skillz and flavah. He's like nevah seen moves like dis since the days of electro pop. Roger dat, you soddin' lump. I'm chill like dat.
Sometimes I like to pretend like I'm Ali G, who's from London, and a hip-hopper. You have to admit, I do have some sweet flow. And the chicks dig me. I've got a nice whip, and I definitely have mad street cred. So, really, it's not that much of a stretch. Holla!
Then sometimes I see a fly bird, and I have to stop her and be like, " 'sup boo? Why don't you come back to my place and we can get our snack on? My moms is serving 'nilla wafers. Of course, you're the only snack I need, cause you look D-E-E-L-I-S-H-U-S !"
(fyi, I'm just learning my ABC's, so cut me some slack).
Then when I'm done playing Ali G, I like to actually go eat those nilla wafers and get my juice on. Cause pimpin' ain't easy.
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