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To turn off the music on my page to watch the video or hear the voicemail, just hit the escape button on your keyboard.
When you walk in the bar,
And you dressed like a star,
Rockin' your F me pumps.
And the men notice you,
With your Gucci bag crew,
Can't tell who he's lookin' to.
Cuz you all look the same,
Everyone knows your name,
And that's you whole claim to fame.
Never miss a night,
Cuz your dream in life,
Is to be a footballers wife.
You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.
You don't like ballers,
They don't do nothing for ya,
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller.
You're more than a fan,
Lookin' for a man,
But you end up with one-nights-stands.
He could be your whole life,
If you got past one night,
But that part never goes right.
In the morning you're vexed,
He's onto the next,
And you didn't even get no text.
Don't be too upset,
If they call you a skank,
Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed.
You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.
Or them big ballers,
Don't do nothing for ya.
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller,
You can't sit down right,
Cuz you jeans are too tight,
And your lucky its ladies night.
With your big empty purse,
Every week it gets worse,
At least your breasts cost more than hers.
So you did Miami,
Cuz you got there for free,
But somehow you missed the plane.
You did too much E,
Met somebody,
And spent the night getting cane.
Without girls like you,
There'd be no fun,
We'd go to the club and not see anyone.
Without girls like you,
There's no nightlife,
All those men just go home to their wives.
Don't be mad at me,
Cuz your pushing thirty,
And your old tricks no longer work.
You should have known from the jump,
That you always get dumped,
So dust off your F me pumps.
Esthero live
Best song ever written... should be every woman's anthem!
I am IN LOVE with Amy. She is the most talented and original artist I have heard in quite some time!
I got the VICTORY
M E T H O D - Man
The one and only.... Frankie Bones
The painting above is by a man named Mike Lewis, AKA Jesus Painter. His testimony is as amazing as his art...
It began when his close friend, Christian songwriter Seth Haines, told him that he had written a song called "Intimate Portrait" and wanted Mike to paint a portrait of Christ on stage during the song. Although Mike was in art school, he had never really painted before. The request was actually rather unreasonable in terms of possibility. Seth wanted a portrait large enough for an entire audience to see and also a likeness to Christ painted in seven minutes. Artists will tell you that usually portraits are very time consuming and some spend years on a single piece. Intimidated by the request but challenged by God Mike decided to trust him and began planning for the painting. After several months of thought and preparation the night arrived. Mike did not have the available funds to do a practice painting so the first try was live on stage. After a short prayer with his friend Mark Herrera that whatever happened God would be glorified through the artwork he walked to the stage and began to paint. Mike says that immediately everything disappeared except the canvas. He has described it as his most peaceful personal time with Christ. He began to swirl colors from the entire spectrum into the face of Christ, then at the end of the painting when the face was recognizable he began to throw blood (red paint) right in Jesus' face. This can be painful to watch but we need to realize that we are responsible for the blood that he shed.
Check out this video of him at work