Man, What about the fine ass hos I had coming here.
They said they were gonna fuck for a buck, do something strange for a little piece of change, and I know we're gonna make them Holler for a doller.
One of 'em said they'd suck my dick from the back I ain't never had that happen to me, I'm trying to see what that be like.
About a year ago, my pops quit his dog-catching job and went into business with my uncle Elroy. They ran this spot called Brothers Barbecue. Taste so good, make you wanna slap yo' mama. You might have seen the commercial.
"Ya'll tired of eatin' that barbecue from up the street? Where they give you more sauce than they give you meat? Then bring your big ass down to Bros. Barbecue, 15837 South Crenshaw Boulveard, that's right off Manchester. Bros. Barbecue, tastes so good, make you wanna slap yo' mama!" Ain't that right, Willie?
Yeah, boy! Hey, mama?
What the hell you want, Willie?
Ain't but one location, so it's nearest you.
You might have missed it. They only had enough money for a 15-second spot.