Push your breasts up!
Until Da Brat gets home, you lovely gals have Young Melo to munch your carpets. Introduce yourselves! She is here to bring sexy back — and that’s a fact! Honestly, I was a little worried about her respiratory condition when I watched this. Homegirl sounded like she was craving a honey baked ham and a shot of oxygen. Anyway, I’m proud to say I made it through 57 entire seconds of this video and you can thank Domishauntel for sending it in.
Never mind the 2nd grade language arts skills or the fact that Khia only has 227 twitter followers (a healthy equivalent to her album sales and trips to the crab shack), but throw your head back and take a dose of this shade. Apparently, the Thug Misses thinks Nick Cannon ought to take his mind off of Eminem and focus on Da Brat coming to snatch Mariah’s panties from underneath him.
Khia is always calling someone a bulldagger. I’m starting to think she’s munched a few carpets in her day. My suggestion to her would be to worry less about other artists and worry more about her own career, so we can all have some thing to get hoodrat to. 15 album sales at 7-Eleven ain’t gonna cut it.
The hoodrat portion of this site has been ignored for far too long…and so has the Thug Misses! Now that I have Geisha in my life, Khia sort of took a seat in the back next to the lettuce and the La Chat records. Well no more! I’m giving THE QUEEN today’s hoodrat track spot. This record speaks for itself, so I’ll just let you listen to it. Brace yourself!
I never understood ABC’s Wife Swap! In this clip a freshly switched mother decides to get rid of the junk food kept in her new family’s home, including some bacon. The youngest and pudgiest child, Curtis, was not having that shit! He decided to curse that black woman out, pack his Ben 10 toys, and hit the road!
Please catch how the boy called her a “little girl” at the 20 second mark. Hmmm…couldn’t have been my mama!
The fever of Dwight Eubanks has found a new victim. Youtube diva, Qaadir, is letting The REAL Housewife of Atlanta have it in this video after he had a shifty experience when meeting him. Duck and cover before the shade hits you!
I think we may be looking at the perfect opening act for the next I Am…Creole concert. This 7-year old French girl went off to some music by Jessy Matador and put the schoolyard kids on hush mode. Let’s hope Sean Paul’s publicist is taking care of business and puts L’Blondie in his next video. Thank you to Brandy for sending this in! My mama got her life!
That’s right! My girl Jazmine Sullivan is still styling and profiling on you hoes! All these other R&B girls are trying to leak nude photos and run dastardly errands for BET in hopes of gaining publicity. Meanwhile, Jazmine is doing what she’s supposed to do — SHE’S SINGING! Her debut album still assassinates your favorite artist’s hopes and dreams, and that’s all there is to it. Keep that in mind as I do a dramatic Vogue Evolution dip.
I did it. For the first time ever, I watched The Real Housewives of Atlanta, and I blame all of you, my mama, and the neighborhood Avon lady for hyping this shit up and driving me to it. The season premiere was last night and I had a little “pachama” party with my Twitter followers to celebrate. You might be wondering what I thought of it all, so I’ve decided to give a review of my thoughts on each housewife (term used loosely since only two of them hoes are married).
Kandi — The brownest of the bunch and ex-bandmate of EBT’s precious Smoked Sausage, wasn’t giving me much. She was pretty much just singing cliché R&B songs and flaunting her plaques from the 90s with Dallas Austin’s high ass. The real star in her case was her daughter, Riley, who was not happy about her being engaged to a man with six kids. I feel her on that. Who wants some other pie-faced bastards hogging all the damn Chuck-E-Cheese tokens? Not me.
Lisa — Another bore. If it wasn’t for her husband’s big booty and the fact that I was told she’s Keith Sweat’s ex-wife, I wouldn’t even remember her. I’d like to know what she did for Keith to get full custody of their kids, though. Ah well, at least she’s pretty.
