I looked at the iPod they provided. I saw it had ‘Lil Wayne’. I scrolled three more times and it still said ‘Lil Wayne’. There was so much Lil Wayne.
I’m glad Lil Wayne is still alive. He’s one of the greatest to ever do it.
The defeat oozes through every atom of my being (my body).
The very nature of being a famous artist can often push otherwise stable people into dark corners, be it drug abuse, spousal abuse, or suicide.
Lil Wayne, a permanent tear tattoo marking its descent, “need[s] a Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money,” and I wonder why he doesn’t just drop it in a CD or IRA account, whose interest rates alone could buy a new grill
This playlist is comprised of all manner of weirdness with a good backbeat, from pop to electronica to Eurotrash.
The Dark Cristal follows Gelfling Ludacris as he tries to return the Cristal shard to its original vintage bottle. The bottle is guarded by the Skanksis — ten evil vulture-like creatures who drain the vitality of hoes in different area codes to remain young.
But occasionally, a song will crop up that reminds us, “Hey! Women are beautiful and awesome and deserving of being on the receiving end of attention/pleasure sometimes — let’s celebrate that!”
If you don’t like Bob Marley & The Wailers, or this song, then I don’t like you. That is all.
Last night a DJ saved my life.