Brenda GOT a baby y’all!
Now see B’wood, don’t like talking about people. But, it’s lunch-time and I can't even get my grub on.
This disturbed me!
G’rl, Baby G’rl, Lil Momma, Big Momma, Shorty-Do . . . You ain’t no damn Autobot!
You know you better wash that stuff off before Optimus Prime get in that ass!
See that’s why we can’t never go nowhere.
Cybertron, welcome committee would be like HELL TO THE NAW!
See, ya’ll don’t know how to act.
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