ghetto girls

So my roommates and I recently had an interesting discussion about ghetto girls.

And we obviously don't feel the same way about em...

I love em ghetto...I mean weave swangin', gum poppin', nails blingin', booty clappin' and the list continues. Not only does it make for free entertainment, but well...it makes for high-quality, free entertainment.

My roommates on the other hand, quickly shared their remorse.

But I beg to differ...

I've always argued that the world wouldn't go 'round without pimps and hos (see my prior blog about assigning the word "ho" with a new working definition)...well let's add good ol' ghetto girls to that list.

After all, they don't sell silky weave for nothin'.

This is for all the Boquisha's and Lameisha's out there! Keep on holdin' it down...one track at a time.