I’ll tell u this much… I don’t work here.
Here’s a plate
of ur bursday cake I just ate.
somethin’ i try to enjoy monday thru sunday.
hell yea, a nigga try’na go cuba divin’
i do whatever, whenever, just send me a bus ticket & errybody there better gimme their lunch money.
i was zoomin in on yo avatar like whaddup. come here & blow on dis bursdee candle. u might get a wish.
yes. no. both words can mean da same thing now.