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Monkey Business goes BANANAS: Excited girl's photo-op quest backfires!
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_the-best-queso-you39ll-ever-make-is-queso-fundido.jpg "In this edition of Epicurious 101, professional chef Saúl Montiel demonstrates how to make Queso Fundido, a classic Mexican cheese dish that'll leave your tortillas wanting more.<br/><br/>Director: Parisa Kosari<br/>Director of Photography: Ben Dewey <br/>Editor: Kris Knight; Jason Malizia<br/>Featuring: Saul Montiel <br/>Director of Culinary Production: Kelly Janke<br/>Creative Producer: Parisa Kosari<br/>Culinary Producer: Mallary Santucci<br/>Culinary Associate Producer: Jackie Park<br/>Line Producer: Joseph Buscemi<br/>Associate Producers: Sahara Pagan, Oadhan Lynch <br/>Production Manager: Janine Dispensa<br/>Production Coordinator: Fernando Davila <br/>Camera Operator: Aaron Snell<br/>Sound Recordist: Michael Guggino<br/>Researcher: Vivian Jao<br/>Post Production Supervisor: Andrea Farr<br/>Post Production Coordinator: Scout Alter<br/>Supervising Editor: Eduardo Araujo<br/>Assistant Editor: Fynn Lithgow")
_dive-into-the-next-episode-of-cbs39-39bob-hearts-abishola.jpg "Experience the comedic brilliance in the CBS beloved series, Bob Hearts Abishola Season 5 Episode 9, brought to life by the creative genius of Chuck Lorre. Featuring an ensemble cast including Billy Gardell, Folake Olowofoveku, Christine Ebersole, Matt Jones, Maribeth Monroe, and more, this heartwarming series promises laughter and charm. Don't miss out! Stream Bob Hearts Abishola Season 5 now, on Paramount+!<br/><br/>Bob Hearts Abishola Cast:<br/><br/>Billy Gardell, Folake Olowofoveku, Christine Ebersole, Matt Jones, Maribeth Monroe, Shola Adewusi, Barry Shabaka Henley, Travis Wolfe Jr., Vernee Watson, Gina Yashere, Bayo Akinfemi and Anthony Okungbowa<br/><br/>Stream Bob Hearts Abishola Season 5 now on Paramount+!")
_monkey-business-goes-bananas-excited-girl39s-photo-op-quest-backfires.jpg "This video captures the comedic chaos that unfolds when an excited girl, Chancel, decides it's prime time for a monkey photo-op.<br/><br/>\")
![[Intro: Luh Tyler & Rich The Kid] Skee You dig? (Ambezza) [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] She been making it clap, no hands Making love to the money, romance Could've bought a chain but I bought land Why he hating? He a whole fan With the gang, yeah, the whole clan Big pimping, trap kitchen Blew a hundred, I was big tripping Might let y'all land for the night I done took a lil' pill, it's a flight I done threw a lil' dub, that was light Know she thick, she got the tiger stripes You might also like Fueled Up Quavo F*ck U Thought Lil Durk Call Your Friends Rod Wave [Verse 2: Luh Tyler] I'm doing good, my pockets right I been chasing them bands, I'm out of sight I jumped on a mic and changed my life Now all these hoes tryna be my wife Okay, big pimping You cuff on hoes, you big simping We tryna get that guap and hit the top, we on a big mission I ran up that bag and took your ho and now your bitch missing Go and drop that bag and hit the store, bitch, we be big spending, big pimping [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping [Verse 3: Luh Tyler] If it ain't 'bout no cash, I don't wanna pick up the call I told her keep clapping that ass just like it was round of applause I'm counting these racks, I got a big bag, lil' nigga, your shit look small I'm getting that bag, I'm letting it stack, lil' nigga, that shit getting tall I hop on the mic and I'm going in I done took another nigga ho again Man, that dumbass nigga done went broke again Nigga broke, probably can't even show a ten [Verse 4: Rich The Kid] Tryna run up a B like Hov and them Ran up a bag, they notice him It was just me and Benjamin I done took an L, but I got a win Cool quarter, mill' on the wrist One bracelet on me, it's a fifty Baby, shake your ass and them titties Big dog, give me the kitty Big pimping spending all the cheese Bad bitches coming by the threes Know she got manners, say please Big check, going overseas [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping](https://cdn1.hifimov.co/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHcLLmSwZKckZGRjoUNmAv9-ZwDjXFfbXRucEzyAo3LhL_8cK3tlAQN5v7P/(HiFiMov.co)_rich-the-kid-amp-luh-tyler-big-pimpin-oficial-video.jpg "[Intro: Luh Tyler & Rich The Kid] Skee You dig? (Ambezza) [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] She been making it clap, no hands Making love to the money, romance Could've bought a chain but I bought land Why he hating? He a whole fan With the gang, yeah, the whole clan Big pimping, trap kitchen Blew a hundred, I was big tripping Might let y'all land for the night I done took a lil' pill, it's a flight I done threw a lil' dub, that was light Know she thick, she got the tiger stripes You might also like Fueled Up Quavo F*ck U Thought Lil Durk Call Your Friends Rod Wave [Verse 2: Luh Tyler] I'm doing good, my pockets right I been chasing them bands, I'm out of sight I jumped on a mic and changed my life Now all these hoes tryna be my wife Okay, big pimping You cuff on hoes, you big simping We tryna get that guap and hit the top, we on a big mission I ran up that bag and took your ho and now your bitch missing Go and drop that bag and hit the store, bitch, we be big spending, big pimping [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping [Verse 3: Luh Tyler] If it ain't 'bout no cash, I don't wanna pick up the call I told her keep clapping that ass just like it was round of applause I'm counting these racks, I got a big bag, lil' nigga, your shit look small I'm getting that bag, I'm letting it stack, lil' nigga, that shit getting tall I hop on the mic and I'm going in I done took another nigga ho again Man, that dumbass nigga done went broke again Nigga broke, probably can't even show a ten [Verse 4: Rich The Kid] Tryna run up a B like Hov and them Ran up a bag, they notice him It was just me and Benjamin I done took an L, but I got a win Cool quarter, mill' on the wrist One bracelet on me, it's a fifty Baby, shake your ass and them titties Big dog, give me the kitty Big pimping spending all the cheese Bad bitches coming by the threes Know she got manners, say please Big check, going overseas [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping")
_quavo-11-11.jpg "Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes (cheeze, Cheeze) I never asked God, why? I just go where the road designed (go Grizz, woah) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (ayy, bro, is that Jambo?) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac I'm a G.O.A.T, I'm a boss, I'm a leader (woo) Won't settle for nothing, not even it's cheaper To fill up my tank, I need drank by the liter I bought her a car and that bitch was a creeper (skrrt) Got the keys to the streets but you might got amnesia Got Cheeze on the beat, so you know this a heater Put cheese on me last, just like I'm a pizza Hold on, I just caught a fever (go) You forgot how I put it together The Rocket and 'Cho, we gon' last forever (Take') 5:30, Huncho and 'set get up early and go out and go get that bag together ('set) Who the fuck gonna put us together? Can't nobody put this shit back together So stay the fuck out of the middle, lil' fella, we always gon' be that, we fam' forever (Migo) How I look tryna dance with the devil, got ice in my cross and my dad was a reverend (uh) I watched my brother Takeoff go to heaven, an angel, we celebrate eleven-eleven (angel) Greatest group, I can count up some blessings (so) Stay connected like charging a Tessie (skrrt) Fuck a nigga, I'm down with my bestie (fuck) That's my 'phew, I can never forget him No weapons formed against me shall prosper (nah) Fuck a closet, cleaning out my locker (woo) Talk to me nice, not proper I'm looking for the smoke like a Rasta' I'll call on him if I need a partner (grr) Even though what he did was kinda It's bigger than us and let's not remind her (big) We together, nigga, get the chopper (rraow) Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes I never asked God, why? (God) I just go where the road designed (no) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (wide) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac Open wide, speed it up (speed it up, speed it up) On the moon, mama's only son (mama, mama) Good drank what my nephew loved (purple, purple) Don't break the seal, you can't open one (nope) Dark nights, I can't sleep for none Close my eyes, I can't see none Don't ask God, why? For none We on this road, it's designed to run")
![[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn2.hifimov.co/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXRucEzyAo3LhL_8cK3tlAQN5v7P/(HiFiMov.co)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.jpg "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay")
_wrestling-mac-amp-cheese-bushwhackers-mac-and-bayley39s-chicken-huggies-124-boxmac-184.jpg "It's our huge wrestling episode!@OSWgifted us a WWE cookbook and we make the Bushwhackers' jalapeño mac and cheese recipe, as well as incredible fried chicken with \")
_julia-fox39s-new-hairstyle-is-inspired-by-mac-and-cheese.jpg "Julia Fox's new hairstyle takes its colour from a very cheesy source.")
_the-best-queso-you39ll-ever-make-is-queso-fundido.webp "In this edition of Epicurious 101, professional chef Saúl Montiel demonstrates how to make Queso Fundido, a classic Mexican cheese dish that'll leave your tortillas wanting more.<br/><br/>Director: Parisa Kosari<br/>Director of Photography: Ben Dewey <br/>Editor: Kris Knight; Jason Malizia<br/>Featuring: Saul Montiel <br/>Director of Culinary Production: Kelly Janke<br/>Creative Producer: Parisa Kosari<br/>Culinary Producer: Mallary Santucci<br/>Culinary Associate Producer: Jackie Park<br/>Line Producer: Joseph Buscemi<br/>Associate Producers: Sahara Pagan, Oadhan Lynch <br/>Production Manager: Janine Dispensa<br/>Production Coordinator: Fernando Davila <br/>Camera Operator: Aaron Snell<br/>Sound Recordist: Michael Guggino<br/>Researcher: Vivian Jao<br/>Post Production Supervisor: Andrea Farr<br/>Post Production Coordinator: Scout Alter<br/>Supervising Editor: Eduardo Araujo<br/>Assistant Editor: Fynn Lithgow")
_dive-into-the-next-episode-of-cbs39-39bob-hearts-abishola.webp "Experience the comedic brilliance in the CBS beloved series, Bob Hearts Abishola Season 5 Episode 9, brought to life by the creative genius of Chuck Lorre. Featuring an ensemble cast including Billy Gardell, Folake Olowofoveku, Christine Ebersole, Matt Jones, Maribeth Monroe, and more, this heartwarming series promises laughter and charm. Don't miss out! Stream Bob Hearts Abishola Season 5 now, on Paramount+!<br/><br/>Bob Hearts Abishola Cast:<br/><br/>Billy Gardell, Folake Olowofoveku, Christine Ebersole, Matt Jones, Maribeth Monroe, Shola Adewusi, Barry Shabaka Henley, Travis Wolfe Jr., Vernee Watson, Gina Yashere, Bayo Akinfemi and Anthony Okungbowa<br/><br/>Stream Bob Hearts Abishola Season 5 now on Paramount+!")
_monkey-business-goes-bananas-excited-girl39s-photo-op-quest-backfires.webp "This video captures the comedic chaos that unfolds when an excited girl, Chancel, decides it's prime time for a monkey photo-op.<br/><br/>\")
![[Intro: Luh Tyler & Rich The Kid] Skee You dig? (Ambezza) [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] She been making it clap, no hands Making love to the money, romance Could've bought a chain but I bought land Why he hating? He a whole fan With the gang, yeah, the whole clan Big pimping, trap kitchen Blew a hundred, I was big tripping Might let y'all land for the night I done took a lil' pill, it's a flight I done threw a lil' dub, that was light Know she thick, she got the tiger stripes You might also like Fueled Up Quavo F*ck U Thought Lil Durk Call Your Friends Rod Wave [Verse 2: Luh Tyler] I'm doing good, my pockets right I been chasing them bands, I'm out of sight I jumped on a mic and changed my life Now all these hoes tryna be my wife Okay, big pimping You cuff on hoes, you big simping We tryna get that guap and hit the top, we on a big mission I ran up that bag and took your ho and now your bitch missing Go and drop that bag and hit the store, bitch, we be big spending, big pimping [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping [Verse 3: Luh Tyler] If it ain't 'bout no cash, I don't wanna pick up the call I told her keep clapping that ass just like it was round of applause I'm counting these racks, I got a big bag, lil' nigga, your shit look small I'm getting that bag, I'm letting it stack, lil' nigga, that shit getting tall I hop on the mic and I'm going in I done took another nigga ho again Man, that dumbass nigga done went broke again Nigga broke, probably can't even show a ten [Verse 4: Rich The Kid] Tryna run up a B like Hov and them Ran up a bag, they notice him It was just me and Benjamin I done took an L, but I got a win Cool quarter, mill' on the wrist One bracelet on me, it's a fifty Baby, shake your ass and them titties Big dog, give me the kitty Big pimping spending all the cheese Bad bitches coming by the threes Know she got manners, say please Big check, going overseas [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping](https://cdn1.hifimov.co/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHcLLmSwZKckZGRjoUNmAv9-ZwDjXFfbXRucEzyAo3LhL_8cK3tlAQN5v7P/(HiFiMov.co)_rich-the-kid-amp-luh-tyler-big-pimpin-oficial-video.webp "[Intro: Luh Tyler & Rich The Kid] Skee You dig? (Ambezza) [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] She been making it clap, no hands Making love to the money, romance Could've bought a chain but I bought land Why he hating? He a whole fan With the gang, yeah, the whole clan Big pimping, trap kitchen Blew a hundred, I was big tripping Might let y'all land for the night I done took a lil' pill, it's a flight I done threw a lil' dub, that was light Know she thick, she got the tiger stripes You might also like Fueled Up Quavo F*ck U Thought Lil Durk Call Your Friends Rod Wave [Verse 2: Luh Tyler] I'm doing good, my pockets right I been chasing them bands, I'm out of sight I jumped on a mic and changed my life Now all these hoes tryna be my wife Okay, big pimping You cuff on hoes, you big simping We tryna get that guap and hit the top, we on a big mission I ran up that bag and took your ho and now your bitch missing Go and drop that bag and hit the store, bitch, we be big spending, big pimping [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping [Verse 3: Luh Tyler] If it ain't 'bout no cash, I don't wanna pick up the call I told her keep clapping that ass just like it was round of applause I'm counting these racks, I got a big bag, lil' nigga, your shit look small I'm getting that bag, I'm letting it stack, lil' nigga, that shit getting tall I hop on the mic and I'm going in I done took another nigga ho again Man, that dumbass nigga done went broke again Nigga broke, probably can't even show a ten [Verse 4: Rich The Kid] Tryna run up a B like Hov and them Ran up a bag, they notice him It was just me and Benjamin I done took an L, but I got a win Cool quarter, mill' on the wrist One bracelet on me, it's a fifty Baby, shake your ass and them titties Big dog, give me the kitty Big pimping spending all the cheese Bad bitches coming by the threes Know she got manners, say please Big check, going overseas [Chorus: Rich The Kid] I'm buying land, property I got blue racks on me just like I'm playing Monopoly Hell nah, they ain't stopping me I'm dressed in Tom Ford I tell her keep clapping that ass just like an encore Yeah, big pimping")
_quavo-11-11.webp "Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes (cheeze, Cheeze) I never asked God, why? I just go where the road designed (go Grizz, woah) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (ayy, bro, is that Jambo?) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac I'm a G.O.A.T, I'm a boss, I'm a leader (woo) Won't settle for nothing, not even it's cheaper To fill up my tank, I need drank by the liter I bought her a car and that bitch was a creeper (skrrt) Got the keys to the streets but you might got amnesia Got Cheeze on the beat, so you know this a heater Put cheese on me last, just like I'm a pizza Hold on, I just caught a fever (go) You forgot how I put it together The Rocket and 'Cho, we gon' last forever (Take') 5:30, Huncho and 'set get up early and go out and go get that bag together ('set) Who the fuck gonna put us together? Can't nobody put this shit back together So stay the fuck out of the middle, lil' fella, we always gon' be that, we fam' forever (Migo) How I look tryna dance with the devil, got ice in my cross and my dad was a reverend (uh) I watched my brother Takeoff go to heaven, an angel, we celebrate eleven-eleven (angel) Greatest group, I can count up some blessings (so) Stay connected like charging a Tessie (skrrt) Fuck a nigga, I'm down with my bestie (fuck) That's my 'phew, I can never forget him No weapons formed against me shall prosper (nah) Fuck a closet, cleaning out my locker (woo) Talk to me nice, not proper I'm looking for the smoke like a Rasta' I'll call on him if I need a partner (grr) Even though what he did was kinda It's bigger than us and let's not remind her (big) We together, nigga, get the chopper (rraow) Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes I never asked God, why? (God) I just go where the road designed (no) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (wide) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac Open wide, speed it up (speed it up, speed it up) On the moon, mama's only son (mama, mama) Good drank what my nephew loved (purple, purple) Don't break the seal, you can't open one (nope) Dark nights, I can't sleep for none Close my eyes, I can't see none Don't ask God, why? For none We on this road, it's designed to run")
![[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn2.hifimov.co/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXRucEzyAo3LhL_8cK3tlAQN5v7P/(HiFiMov.co)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.webp "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay")
_wrestling-mac-amp-cheese-bushwhackers-mac-and-bayley39s-chicken-huggies-124-boxmac-184.webp "It's our huge wrestling episode!@OSWgifted us a WWE cookbook and we make the Bushwhackers' jalapeño mac and cheese recipe, as well as incredible fried chicken with \")
_julia-fox39s-new-hairstyle-is-inspired-by-mac-and-cheese.webp "Julia Fox's new hairstyle takes its colour from a very cheesy source.")
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