ruin my fucking mood

Whatcha doin?
Who ya textin?
What are they sayin?
Whatcha talkin about?

Hoe asks me these questions all in rapid succession to try and show me what I do to her. I had no problem answering those questions because I'm not a shady, secretive mother fucker like her. She blows a tit every time I ask her anything.

 

^^ that's life brah

 

Wut???

 

Look dank... You gotta be a pimp bot ya bidnes.

Next time dat hoe try ta question u. Go get u a muhhfcukin slab ov baby powder and a bucket of johnson an johnson baby oil. Dip yo hand in da baby oil an den dab it in some powder.
Next u wana throw u on some gangsta shit to get u in da mood ta murk a bitch. Throw on some Gucci Mane an get in da zone. Now once u get in da zone. re-dip yo hand in dat oil den dab it in dat powder summoe an pull dat right hand back at a 72.9 degree angle an make dat hoe face fuck da back of yo hand.
That'll teach dat hoe not ta fuck wit a true P-I-M-P

 

In situations like this I think....


What would masterchief say?