I would never name her "Coco"!!! My dog is way prettier than that bitch!!! What type of coward lame ass bitch blogs some shit then deletes it. REAL bitches stand by what they say BOZO... You cheap stocking cap glued $10 bag Gemma hair wig wearing bitch. Get a lace front!!! FYI Indian hair don't come in Vegas Red BITCH... You free lunch eating bitch...WHAT!!! BITCH I SEE YOU CRAWLING!!! I got my can of raid, COME get it!!!! #TengagedRoach !!!!!
Kat you wasn't about that life cuz you had to hit me from the side
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When someone lies to you in a frooks
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We are not partners. We are not friends. You work for me. You fix for me. You don't accuse me. You do not judge me. You most certainly do not lecture me. You are not me. You wish you were me but you can't be me. Remind yourself of that. Do you understand?
Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today because a backstabbing little bitch got exactly what was coming to her.
Chanel #2 literally never had my back.
Whenever I wanted to strut across campus or down a long hallway with the other Chanels, she'd always be like, "I have a colonic!" So instead of strutting across campus in a beautiful diamond formation, we were forced to strut across campus in a triad formation, like a bunch of hobos, because Number Two didn't think she should have to walk behind me.
But whenever I find myself descending a staircase in heels, you can bet Number Two was right there behind me with a helpful little nudge.
(screams) Oops, sorry, Chanel.
This dumb dead whore also used her high-ponied wiles to seduce my man into rubbing uglies with her.
So I hope you all grasp the concept that this is what happens when you rub uglies with my man You end up dead! So, have fun being dead, Number Two.
You were a stupid, little trollop, and I hope you're burning in hell right now.
Amen.
Amen! Now, I'd like to invite you all out to the driveway to the mobile crematorium for some light refreshments, courtesy of our friends at spaceburial.
today.
Thank you.
Okay, I made a motherfucking statement. If you don’t like my statement, bitch, unfriend me and don’t go telling your fat sloppy nasty budding ass friend what the fuck I said. What I said was is if you were in Waffle House and you in the club every night and your kids ain’t there, you don’t need to be there. So niggas talking about a hit dog with holler, bitch you got ran the fuck over with that statement, because bitches, y’all the first bitches that hit me up. The bitches that I was actually talking to never said nothing but I guess I am talking to you now. If you in the club and your child is not motherfucking paid for okay, don’t tell me about me not having my kids, my oldest son is taken care of. My second son I probably don’t have and that’s gotta do with some shit with my momma but I don’t need to fucking explain it. Like I motherfucking said, bitch, don’t be in the motherfucking club and motherfucking that Waffle House and hungover and can’t get up the next morning to feed your motherfucking kids. So if you felt hit, bitch I was talking to you. While you’re worrying about me and what kids I got, find out where the fuck your wife is bitch, because that’s the bitch
