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Rapper 50 Cent has applied for legal recognition of his financial contribution to the raising of his son Marquise. The ‘In Da Club’ hit-maker dated Shaniqua Tompkins for four years in the late 1990s and the pair had a son together in 1997. After the couple split, 50 Cent, real name Curtis Jackson, and Tompkins reached a child support agreement in private, which the rapper increased after his chart success in 2003.
However, Jackson has now filed papers in New York Family Court to make their financial arrangement formal. Friends of the star tell the New York Daily News that he decided on court action after Tompkins began to demand more money. A pal says, “It was just getting so out of hand. It was driven by greed. He felt it was necessary to get a court order making clear just what his responsibility is. He took matters into his own hands. It’s usually the woman who files. But he wants to do the right thing.” [ source ]
Curtis, your baby mama’s name is Shaniqua Tompkins. What, did you think you could just make millions of dollars and she was going to stick to eating spiced ham and Ritz crackers everyday? Damn the kid, she wants her filet mignon too.
Well, I’m going to leave 50 alone today. At least he’s taking care of his seed…Jay!
To hell with the hepatitis, Beyoncé. You’ve got bigger things to worry about.
Sandra Rose is reporting that the young child above is actually the son of Jay-Z! Apparently, the boy’s mother, a Trinidadian model named Shenelle, was paid $1 million by Hov to keep her mouth shut and his name off the kid’s birth certificate. I hear that this is %100 true and that Beyoncé is aware of the baby and his mama.
Well, Discovery Channel did say that camels are often deadbeat dads. Don’t get mad at Jay - it’s in his genetic code.
New York recently had an interview with Miss Jones and her crew over at Hot 97 in NYC. Please don’t act like you don’t where this is going. Everything was all sarcasm and giggles for the first few minutes, then when NY claimed to attend Syracuse University, Miss Jones went off calling her a liar and a bitch - how typical.
Jones is a big bitch, but she ain’t that damn big. Somebody needs to mollywhop that hoe.
Wayne Bridges, the father of Chris “Ludacris” Bridges, died from unknown causes early this morning (Feb. 25) in Atlanta, GA.
Bridges died just two weeks after Ludacris won two Grammy Awards on Feb. 11, for Best Rap Album (Release Therapy) and Best Rap Song (“Money Maker.”)
That night, he dedicated both wins to his father, who watched the 49th Annual Grammy Awards show from his hospital bed.
“He introduced me to all of my major musical influences and he will live on through me,” Ludacris told AllHipHop.com. “He bought me my first Hip-Hop record when I was five years old and I fell in love with it from that day on.” [ source ]
My prayers and condolences go out to Luda and his family.
Are you a sideline hoe? Are you dating a sideline hoe? Did you once have to break your foot off in a sideline hoe’s ass? If so, then you should enter Monica’s crazy ass contest. Upload a video telling your story onto YouTube and you could win and iPod and/or a trip to the Soul Train Music Awards.
See, being a skeezer can pay off in the long run. Click here for official rules and all that.
Well, I hear that Justin Combs got in a ton of trouble when his parents saw those pictures of him getting a lapdance in the club. A thorough whooping should suffice, I think. Now, here is a video of Justin (in the green) dancing around to several ridiculous songs with Quincy (Kim and Al B. Sure’s son) and a bunch of their friends.
Everything seems all well and good; just some kids playing around having fun - until point 2:20 when R.Kelly’s “Bump & Grind” comes on and Justin starts to get a little too freaky. Where are the parents and why aren’t they breaking switches off thes kids’ asses?
Jay-Z and Diddy better make room in the closet for Jermaine Dupri.
The newly appointed Island Records President is getting into the fashion fray with his own clothing line.
He revealed plans about a partnereship with rocker Travis Barker (of Blink 182 and + 44) and his clothing company, Famous Stars and Straps, to introduce a capsule collection of co-branded clothing.
“For the longest, everyone’s been asking me when I was going to start a So So Def clothing line and why I didn’t already have one,” Dupri told The BV Newwire this afternoon. “And people always ask me where I get my clothes from. It’s something I’ve been interested in for awhile, but wanted to create the right situation.” [ source ]
I hear the premiere collection may include JD’s favorite leather chaps. The ones with the platinum studs in the crotch just like Janet likes. They might be expensive, but you can’t place a price on that kind of quality.
For just a second I really thought that Rinko Kikuchi was going to snag the Oscar for Best Supporting Actress at yesterday’s Academy Awards, but instead God was on my side and the award to my dreamgirl, Jennifer Hudson. Not only did she win her golden statue, but she tore up the stage with her co-stars, Beyoncé Knowles and Anika Noni Rose. Keep doing your thing, love!
Looks like Jesse and D’Lilah Combs are going to be aunties before they even grow teeth. Diddy’s 13-year old son, Justin, was receiving a lot of love by some local NYC hoodbeasts this past week. Photographers captured him at a party recieving hugs, kisses, and lapdances like nobody’s business. Now where will the future of America be when all of our youth are parading around like this? WHERE?Don’t worry, young Justin; I don’t blame you. I blame your daddy and all those nasty bitches grinding on your premature penis - trying to cheat you out of your allowance. Misa, bitch come get your child!
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“I’m the ‘King of the White Girls’. My boys would give me junk about it, but [the white girls’] head game is on a different level.” — Polow Da Don
No no, ladies and gentlemen. That isn’t a freshly scrubbed Jim Jones up above; it’s Polow Da Dumb’s ignorant ass. It seems he only messes with white girls, sistas. I guess you all should step your “head game” up, so you can have a shot with him.
Fuck outta here, nigga! Sit your teddy-graham-looking ass down somewhere.
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