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*-*Im a booty shakin,heart break'n,Steamy hot, Neva stop,Short skirt,Luv 2 flirt,Angel baby, Spoiled maybe,Tyte jeans n curvy hips.High class..Ghetto Ass..Sexi smile..Blazin Style.. Lushious Thighs..Kandi eyes..Killa kiss..Sexy thong N glossed lips..Babi How can u resist?*-*

BASICS

Height:159 cm - 163 cm (5'3" - 5'4")
Weight:65 Kg - 68 Kg (141 lbs - 150 lbs)
Birthday:March 12, 1990
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Dating:Single
Living Situation:Living with parents/relatives
Location:Kelowna, Okanagan, British Columbia, Canada
Join Date:02:15pm | Mar 07, '06
Profile Updated:12:35pm | Dec 18, '09
Last Active:06:14pm | Jul 22, '09

INTERESTS

Reading Material:Humor, Poetry
Movies:Animated, Comedy, Drama, Horror, Romantic Comedies, Teen
Art:Acting, DJing, Film/Video Making, Photography, Singing
Animals/Pets:Cats, Dogs, Fish, Horses, Rabbits, Rodents
Video Games:Fighting, Racing
Cars:Drag Racing, Drifting, Offroad
Music:Drum & Bass, Hip-Hop, Pop, Rap, Rock, Techno
Sports:Bicycling, BMX, Bowling, Car racing, Curling, Dance (competitive), Fishing, Gymnastics, Hockey, Horseback Riding, Lacrosse, Mountain Biking, Paintball, Rollerskating, Rugby, Skateboarding, Snowboarding, Soccer, Softball, Surfing, Swimming, Volleyball
Activities:Cooking, Driving, Listening to music, Partying, Dancing
Musical Instruments:Acoustic guitar, Bass guitar, Electric Guitar, Flute, Harp, Keyboard, Kit Drums, Other Drums, Piano, Recorder
Outdoor:Camping, Fishing, Going to the beach, Exploring, Suntanning
Computers:Chatrooms/IRC, E-mail, Instant Messaging, Surfing the net

LIKES

The places I have pierced






Drummer Girl








(she's my beautiful tiger :P)

STUFF I LIKE/LOVE

(3Peat)
Yessir!
They cant stop me...even if they stopped me ha ha ha yea

Im on it ooh im on it im so on it and how ever you want it
You can get it tonight hoe
And all night hoe I get the beat from
(Mistro)
A xxxxxx right hoe
I might go crazy on these niggas I dont give a motherfuck
Run up in a nigga house and shoot his grandmother up what!
What I dont give a motherfuck get cha baby kidnapped
And ya baby motherfucked
It`s tha Carter 3 xxxxx better put ya supper up
Hollygrove I throw it up like im tryna lose my gut
Fuck is up beat him up like a million uppercuts
Got a million duffeled up for the xxxx of it
Shit get on my level you cant get on my level
You would need a spaceshuttle or a ladder thats forever
However im better if now than never
Dont you ever fix ya lips unless you bout to xxxx my dick
Bitch swallow my words taste my thoughts
And if its too nasty spit it back at me
Two more inches i`da been in that casket
According to the doctor I could of died in traffic
Bounce right back on them xxxxxxx like Magic
Abra-cadabra im up like Viagra
I just do this xxxx for my click like Adam Sandler
I control hip hop and ima keep it on my channel
Watch me!
Bitch watch me!
Bitch watch me!
But they cannot see me like Hitler
Its the New Orleans Nightmare
Money so old its growin white hair
Young Money baby
Yeah we right here
Ima make sure we ball till we fall like tears
And mama dont cry
Ya son can handle his
I got her out the hood and put her in the hills
Yeah when I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days
And sure enough I got Miss Cita in a better place
When I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days
And sure enough we did exactly what I say
I told my girl when you xxxx me better xxxx me good
Cause if another girl could she gon xxxx me good
No sittin at the table if you bringin nothin to it
And I get straight to it like its nothin to it
Yea I got game like Stuart�Scott
Fresh out the ESPN shop
And when sports in the poppin
E`ery thang stoppin but you cant fool me I know what you watchin
ME!
You watch me
You watch me
Cause I be
WEE-ZY must see t.v.
C3 nigga thats me
And im me im me
Times three so retreat or suffer defeat
Im back 3 PEAT

(BirthMark)

(Monday Morning)

(TheKids Aren't Alright)

(Be Remebered)
(Beautiful)
Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everyone has a private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me, are you trying to get through
Are you reaching out for me, and I'm reaching out for you

I'm just so fuckin' depressed
I just can seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
In order for me to pick that mic back up
I don't know how I pry away
And I ended up in this position I'm in
I starting to feel distant again
So I decided just to pick this pen
Up and tried to make an attempt to vent
But I just can't admit
Or come to grips, with the fact that
I may be done with rap
I need a new outlet
I know some shits so hard to swallow
And I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow
But I know one fact
I'll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
Copy
One tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow
But you have to walk a thousand miles

Chorus
Walk my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
All be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what I'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's mind
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you

I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor
Everything is so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room
Just as soon as I walk in
It's like all eyes on me
So I try to avoid any eye contact
Cause if I do that then it opens a door to conversation
Like I want that...
I'm not looking for extra attention
I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room
Maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don't need fucking man servin'
Tryin to follow me around, and wipe my ass
Laugh at every single joke I crack
And half of them ain't even funny like that
Ahh Marshall, you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, god damn
Unfortunately I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down
Listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we don't have to trade our shoes
And you don't have to walk no thousand miles

Chorus
Walk my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
All be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what I'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's mind
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo

Nobody asked for life to deal us
With these bullshit hands with doubt
We have to take these cards ourselves
And flip them, don't expect no help
Now I could have either just
Sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
But take this situation in which I'm placed in
And get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid
To wait but I know to unpack his bags
Never sat on the porch and hoped and prayed
For a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in
Every single place
Every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant acting stupid
Aunt Edna always told me
Keep making that face till it gets stuck like that
Meanwhile I'm just standing there
Holding my tongue up trying to talk like this
Till I stuck my tungue on the frozen stop sign poll at 8 years old
I learned my lesson and cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story
Not just based on my description
Cause where you see it from where you're sitting
Is probably 110% different
I guess we would have to walk a mile
In each other's shoes, at least
What size you where?
I wear tens
Let's see if you can fit your feet

Chorus
Walk my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
All be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what I'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's mind
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo

Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everyone has a private world
Where they can be alone... sOoOoo
Are you calling me, are you trying to get through OoOo
Are you reaching out for me, and I'm reaching out for you sOoOoo Oo Oo

Yea... To my babies. Stay strong. Daddy will be soon
And to the rest of the world, god gave you the shoes
That fit you, so put em on and wear em
And be yourself man, be proud of who you are
Even if it sounds corny,
Don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful