Ebby bady & dem puppy know seh Smeagle ah breed up, again. We know seh Smeagle ah try tun her hand mek fashion & deh pon the clothes selling business now. Cant beat ah girl for trying. But loeth & beholdeth…. Hell guh pop wah day over by di Portmore ranch weh she live. King Crawny guh over deh & start mash up dresser, hawl & pull the divan, sawka sawka di stainless steel fridge & wah him nuh mash up Courts Jamaica Limited nuh mek. ALL because dem have it seh Smeagle ah creep pon di side. YUP!! Smeagle ah do di creeepy crawly pon KIng Crawny & mout start talk & all dat. Mout did all start seh dat di belly, which would be (# 3 gift from Smeagle to he) aint belongs to he, but to another man who mussi live ah back pawt ah Christian Pen. Met, mi hear seh it never nice at all at all. When di man dun rant & rave & use hammer & batta batta, him just start heave ho & shub ebby ting outta door. Sun hot. Rain Fall. Down to di clothes basket wid di chee-string dem attached. It Nebba Pretty at all. Wat did mek matters worst was when mout did ah seh dat Smeagle & di man did deh ah dance ah Gregory Park wah nite & di man did ah rub her hum hum wid him paw & dem did ah share one small cup ah mannish water together. King Crawny hab feelings beneath the bleach out skin, the braces & the dutty living. Amen.
*Story contributer Belly Bang*
eeeeeeeeeeeee a dat u seh
bwoy look white u fuck
