WHOAAA BUDDY, haha BO BICE LOST! NOOOO THATS OK HE LL GET A RECORD DEAL NEWAYS.
read my poem..
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
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Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs? <--oh be-have you risque little devil, you
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i got diamonds in my cochachkoo!
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