"Ayo Ayo My Name Rice Jones How YOU Doin' Ma"
" I see you got a Phat Ass Let Me Holla at You For a Quick Moment Miss"
" OH FA REAL FA SHORE I got some Tickets for Da' Clippers Game on Tuesday If You Down But You Gotta Be Nice From Now ON"
" Yeah Me and My Homie we Turn Up on Thursdays at Club Med we got that New Drylenol shyt - GET YOU ALL KINDA TIPSY GIRL COME THRU"
" [insert ghetto ass bytch name here] I got dat S-class whip outside what time you get off work. We can kick it. "
Yes I'm all too familiar how to lower my IQ level on demand but once you start hitting the age of 25 or so, shyt it gets old.

I haven't done this kind of bullshyt since I graduated HS.
I've worked in retail briefly and I know what triffling lives these bytches lead. Just to get a little bit extra customer service for a place you are at a couple of minutes a day at the most yall are expending calories and shyt gassing and goosing these duck headed pigeon looking bytches heads up. It's the exact reason their expectations are to find a Man who can talk that shyt and make them feel important 24/7 as if their underachieving baby momma ass is actually worth the oxygen you are wasting on them nikka