WELL DRIZZY DRAKE WAS HERE LAST NIGHT, AND THE LOU SHOWED THEIR ASS.. LITERALLY. YOUNG MONEY WAS IN THE BUILDING AND SPEAKING OF WHICH THEY ALL LOOKED LIKE THEY HAD YOUNG MONEY IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. WEBBIE CAME THROUGH BAGDAD LAST NIGHT BUT MOST OF YOU CALL IT IMPERIAL PALACE. HEY TO EACH ITS OWN. AHH.. WEED WAS IN THE AIR AND SO WAS SOME HATERATION BUT THAT DIDNT STOP ME FROM MINGLING WITH THE WHO'S WHO OF THE LOU. JUNE FIFTH CAME THROUGH AND AFTER A DRUKEN TYRAID I DEMANDED THAT TRIFE TRIZZLE PLAY DOLLARS ORDERED ANOTHER CIROC COCONUT AND PINEAPPLE AND DANCED ALL BY MYSELF. AT LEAST UNTIL TRILL THE REAL CAME THROUGH WITH HIS (CLEAR THROAT) FRIEND AND ME AND THE HOMIE STORMED OUT WITH DISAPPOINTMENT. AS NO MONEY DROVE OFF IN THE MOBILE STUDIO I FLICKED THEM OFF ONLY TO TURN AROUND AND SEE CHING A LING GETTING OUT OF HIS LETS JUST SAY AUTOMOBILE. TIM SCHINSKY TOOK A FLICK AND I WAS OFF TO THE PLACE CALLED HOME.
AND THATS WHAT HAPPENED WITH YOUR WHO'S WHO IN THE LOU
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