Almost anyone can be like that or close to it after 2 kids if you can afford personal trainers and chefs to help you get there. I'm guessing she can
Raise your daughters people!"He was so nice to me, but I really wasn’t feeling him. I guess I couldn’t appreciate a nice guy like Will Smith. He wasn’t thug enough. I was attracted to thugs and hoodlums. Will was too nice to me.
I liked people like Louis Burrell (MC Hammer’s brother). He was rough, he was street and he didn’t pull any punches. He would walk around with a cane and pimp hat. He always referred to women as b**ches. Even with all that, I liked him.”
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Actually Jordan is still king.i dont think understand the global reach of Will outside the united states
We talking about still alive right? Cause I don't think Jordan topped the other MJ imho when it came to world exposure. Definitely in the same tier, but I give music that edge over sports.Actually Jordan is still king.
Kobe pretty high up there too. He's a favorite in China, I know cuz I saw it.
Oh u know pac n jadaPac also never smashed

Raise your daughters people!"He was so nice to me, but I really wasn’t feeling him. I guess I couldn’t appreciate a nice guy like Will Smith. He wasn’t thug enough. I was attracted to thugs and hoodlums. Will was too nice to me.
I liked people like Louis Burrell (MC Hammer’s brother). He was rough, he was street and he didn’t pull any punches. He would walk around with a cane and pimp hat. He always referred to women as b**ches. Even with all that, I liked him.”
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Nice. Exploit child abuse and a decision that victim of abuse made 20 or 30 years ago (victims of child abuse often have significant difficulties with romantic relationships as adults because they cant discern good people from bad since their trust as a youth was violated in the worst way) in order to pursue your bytch ass agenda against all black women. You niccas are some hoes mang. Completely pathetic.
This shyt is why women dont want to fukk with you. Because you're repulsive. "Nice guy" my fukkin ass. Y'all are alone because you deserve it.
I don't know exactly because I was born in the early 90'sWe talking about still alive right? Cause I don't think Jordan topped the other MJ imho when it came to world exposure. Definitely in the same tier, but I give music that edge over sports.
According to Pepa: When I finally got to see Naughty By Nature perform, I got to know Treach, aka Brad, a whole lot better.
It was a great time. He was so spontaneous and cool. We spent the next few days partying and talking. And the thing that I loved was that he didn't try to sleep with me. We kissed, but that was as far as it went.
I guess he respects me, I thought to myself.
I wasn't some chicken head or groupie. I wasn't some regular chick. I was an established artist, too. Salt-N-Pepa was huge. And he respected and treated me special.
By the time we got back to New Jersey, we were inseparable. Being with him was like that bungee-jump-ride, it was scary and thrilling, it took my stomach and gave me a rush all at the same time. I never knew what to expect from him, and that was both good and bad. I started to see the bad less than a month into our relationship.
We were at a party and I was being my bubbly self, mingling with the other guests. It was a party he brought me to in New Jersey. The thing was, Brad met me being the life of the party, bugging out and having fun, so I didn't think anything about mingling with the guests and being my crazy self. But he was upset. I found out that he thought I was being a little too friendly. When I was ready to go, I went to find him and someone told me he had left.
"Left?" I said.
I came here with him. He was my ride. How could he just leave and not even say anything? I was pissed. I asked someone to take me to his place. I was going to confront him. He couldn't just leave me at a party like that. When I got to his house, I asked him. "How are you going to just leave me like that!"
Before I got out another word, I saw stars. He hauled off and hit me right in the mouth. I was shocked, stunned. He didn't stop there. I had been staying with him at his aunt's place in East Orange and I had my things there. He went and got my stuff, balled up my clothes, and threw them out of the front door.
Confused and angry, I ran onto the streets and started collecting my stuff. My mouth hurt and so did my pride. I called a cab and went home.
The next day he came around talking about how he was sorry. Actually, he didn't even say the words I'm sorry, but he started talking about his childhood and how nobody loved him and how he was feeling that I was playing him out by talking to other people at the party, and he just lost it.
I don't know why, but seeing him like that, all vulnerable and sad, I felt sorry for him. I could see the little boy who was abandoned, whom nobody loved, with all of this pain and anger, and I understood where he was coming from. He had me from that moment. I guess I could even excuse his hitting me. I had been hit before. And I was of the mind-set where I believed that if a man hit me, it meant he cared. For him to get that mad to have that much emotion, he must really care for me.
Source: "Let's Talk About Pep," by Sandy "Pepa" Denton

He hit her with thatI wonder if Will ever hit her with thewhenever they crossed paths later on.
Usually peer pressure. The kids who actually grow up in the hood, but have a decent family support system are caught on by the ones who living a more rachet lifestyle, and in the process get teased. Insults like "talking white" get thrown around constantly on the school yard toward the youngins when that one kid who's parents raised him right is noticeably different than the other section 8 kids, and in the process gets teased and wants to be more like them to fit in. This shyt often carries over into highschool to the first few years.Why anyone would want to be "hood" anyway is beyond me.