GrEaZy tAlK

Wuts up everybody. Can I ask yall a question? Why do itches talk soooo greazy but when u say u wanna fight, they back the fuck down?! Like, 4real, wuts the point of doin all that talkin if u can't back it up. Times are gettin real, and i'm tired of hearin bitches talk shit about me, but when im ready to fight, they don't want 2. I mean aint the whole point of gettin greazy is to get the person mad enough to fight you?? So lemme address this to all the bitches that have a problem wit me, that i dont know about, and ima get proper for this: "If there is an issue that needs to be resolved with me, please, please, please just come to me and tell me so we can thump it out. Talk is so cheap and unneccessary. Thankyou."

I know all of u are probably thinkin "why is this girl tryna fight" "she too pretty 2 fight, she dont even look like a fighter" and honestly i'm not! It takes ALOT to get me vexed enough 2 fight, but once i'm mad enough to offer u an ass whoopin, It's not gonna stop until i beat your ass, so with that bein said.....

DESTINY CRISP and yes im callin YOU out! Stop bein a punk ass bitch and come "beat my ass" like u said u would. I've called and texted u tryna meet up somewhere, but its crazy how when i was pregnant, u would talk all that shit about how u was gone beat my ass, but after i have my baby you all of a sudden get GHOST! lol. You are a punk if u dont already know. Get at me hoe! Because i've BEEN ready 2 get at you! lol.

Well blogger ppl, thats all i have 4 u today, Keep ya head up like a nose bleed.

*{[i'm SO high, that i'll shit on ya head}]*

Wuts mutha fuckin good? mAAAnnn im as high as a kite. I feel like freestylin on yall real quick:// QUETTA so real,she'll get in ya brain// FUCK wit her, she'll make ya go insane// Her pu**y smell good jus like a rose// Damn i got a tikle in my nose// Wtf is that smell, o it's jus u hoes// I got the cush pushin and i look so hazy//If U get 2 her twat// Then she'll make u go crazy.//U hoes are off ya game, ya gettin kinda lazy// I see u wit her, but need 2 be wit Quetta// Her swag so mean and she'll treat ya so much betta// U bitches pop off AFTER im walkin off// Then a hour later u hit up my phone sayin that we coulda// had some fun// But bitch u scary cuz u shoulda popped off when u seen me in the mall// Bitch tell me one more thing, are u a psychic?// Did u see in the future me bustin up your shit?// Bitches im ill// And i'll sign u on my will// I'll leave u some class and some beauty for your sake// Man "i'm da mutha fuckin best" jus like my nigga 'Drake' Say//My swagga so real It'll make u feel chill// Fuck wit Quetta and u'll get a good deal// U niggas obsessed// U makin no sense// U like a sista fuckin her brother// That shit is pure incess!// U niggas act rich but yall stacks real low// Hop on my money train and lets mutha fuckin go!// U can be my hoe// U can make my dough//Get rich quick off the seeds that i sow//This is the mind, off a person on drugs// Even lil white boyz tryna be thugs//This bitch on the end// She steady givin head// She sucked my babys daddy, i shoulda have got her shit bled//i HEARD U SUCK REAL GOOD BUT U LAME IN THE BED.// bITCHES get at me and i'll get ya cravin fed// Bitches talk greazy// but they so damn sleezy// Getcha mind right so u can smoke on this weezy//The bitch got a baby daddy who dnt wanna be wit her// If she wont so stupid it woulda made it much simpler// Cuz" even on ya best day im still worth more than u"// Why u think i get attention while niggas jus snore on u//This lil 10th grade bitch// She talk alot of shit, but when u get in her face she'll act like a ditz.//Bitch i'll beat u in my dreams, i dnt even have 2 try// Bitch pray that i dnt wake up or u jus might die.// Well shit i just hit u wit the shit// that'll make ur head spin// So sit back and pass the gin, while i get my yin cause guess wut yall?. . . I DID IT AGAIN!// Hittin yall wit da truth....

It's ya girl formerly known as P*R*I*C*E*L*E*S*S. Aight, lemme just start by tellin you a little about me. I love my family, music, poetry, Ultimate fighting(UFC),and chillin & havin a good time. I recently had a baby girl named Jayla Marie and she is the most beautiful baby u ever will see (wut can i say jus look at me, lol}. She is my life, and there is NOTHIN i won't do 4 her! I love my baby's father too, he's a good person deep down inside, and he is and always will be my 1st love ♥ he is a really good father and he loves our daughter jus as much as I do. B**ches & hoes are ALWAYS hatin on me, and I dnt know why cuz i aint did nothin 2 them, except look better than them, lol. But hey that's life, Some will like you and some will hate you, either way i do me. Im independent, i DNT need ANYBODY(except my daughter) to complete me or make me feel good about myself. If u cnt already tell, I have a high self-esteem, u can call it cockiness, stuck up, or wuteva, eitha way i dnt care. lol. Life is too short 2 be stuck on somethin someone said or have done 2 u, Get back up and jus get ova it. But im not bout 2 teach yall my lessons jus yet, but stick around and i guarantee i'll get cha right wit my words of wisdom. Remember {LIVE} to the fullest {LOVE} the best way u kno how & {LAUGH} as hard as u can at all of these weak a$$ Haterz!