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Would Jae Millz, Gudda Gudda and Mack Maine “Fuck Every Girl In The World”

Posted 07 May 2010 — by Vee
Category General

Today is: Thursday

Today’s Rating: 9

Time Right Now: 10:59PM

Last Beverage: Water

Last Song Heard: Back To The Money (Remix) by B.G. ft. Lil Wayne, Birdman & Magnolia Chop

Time for a TOT:

Wayne, Drake, Jae Millz, Gudda Gudda and Mack Maine all did a track together called “Every Girl” where they let the ladies of this planet know, that they would all like to fuck every girl in the world.

But I mean, everyone has their limits, right? Well… I hope you have guidelines to which ones are outta the question. Ozone Magazine wanted to know if a couple of celebrity women would be out of the question for  Jae MillzGudda Gudda and Mack Maine.

Here is what they said:

Amy Winehouse

Jae Millz: I’d definitely have to fall back off Amy Winehouse cause I really don’t know what’s going on with her. Her whole situation…I ain’t got no problem with a chick that might smoke some bud, have a drink here and there or might pop a pill here and there, but her definition of drugs is hard drugs. She parties to another level. And all the cutting herself, if she can cut herself with glass and all that, that means she’ll try to cut me. And I’m afraid of what I’ll do to her, so I’mma fall back off her.

Mack Maine: No. No. No. I’m not doing nothing for her. My shit is exclusive. The more people you let slob on your knob, and the more times you put your peter piper in a little groundhog hole, your shit deprecates. Shit’s real. You can’t have no bitch out here false promoting and misrepresenting your dick game. No, I’ll do a song with her.

Gudda Gudda: Aw, hell no! Hell no! Like hell! No! I saw a picture of her the other day that just wasn’t right. She’s got missing teeth and shit. Like, c’mon. Nah.

Lady Gaga

Mack Maine: I wanna tape that one and sell it. I’ll tape me and her and put it all over the internet. I’m Ray J and she’s Kim Kardashian. First of all, she’s sexy. Second of all, I met her before. She’s a weirdo like me. I’ll switch to my alter ego, Stupid Mack Nupid, fuck Mack Maine. He be on some Lady Gaga shit too. He’s a weirdo, he be on some other shit. We’ll be in that bitch making wild noises, doing all kinds of different, crazy positions, all on top of the fan, all outdoors. You couldn’t smash her indoors. You’d have to be smashin’ her on a rollercoaster, at the park, at the game, just getting arrested smashing. Lady Gaga, that’s the experience of a lifetime.

Gudda Gudda: Yeah. Definitely. Lady Gaga, she can get it. She’s straight, man.

Jae Millz: I’m definitely falling back off of, and I don’t care who takes this the wrong way, Lady Gaga. I don’t believe that Lady Gaga is a lady. I need 100% proof that Lady Gaga is a lady. It’s something about the VMA’s when she accepted her award. Her legs didn’t look too womanish. Her legs looked like she was supposed to have on some basketball shorts and a tank top.

Wendy Williams

Gudda Gudda: I don’t fuck with Wendy. She looks like a dude. Her face looks chewed. She be at my brother’s neck too much. I can’t fuck with her and I wouldn’t fuck her.

Jae Millz: No bueno. Never ever. Not in a million years. I wouldn’t fuck Wendy Williams with your dick. This is just my personal opinion. I’m not saying she’s ugly or she might be a man undercover. I ain’t saying none of that. I’m just saying she doesn’t do it for me.

Mack Maine: Nah, I wouldn’t smash her, bruh. She talks to much. I might make her mad. What if I smash and don’t call? She might be on the radio making up lies and all that.

Superhead

Jae Millz: Superhead can get it just to be like, “I was a part of that.” It’s sad to say and it might sound kinda groupie-ish but I wouldn’t mind being a part of that circle. But I ain’t trying to end up in no book. Me and her would have to have some type of understanding or something like that. But she’s cool peoples.

Mack Maine: I’d get some skull but I wouldn’t smash. She’s cool. That’s my people. Me and her are cool. I’d have to see what that head game is about because of the rep, but I wouldn’t smash. I’m picky. I gotta keep my shit exclusive.

Gudda Gudda: I don’t know, that’s a toss up. If me and her were in a situation where it could happen, I don’t know. She be doing too much for me. I’m too calm and try to keep to myself. Me and her wouldn’t make it, so I wouldn’t fuck her neither. I definitely wouldn’t fuck her. I’m not trying to be in her next book.

Oprah

Jae Millz: Oprah can get it. I’m definitely trying to put a little Millzy in Oprah the first chance I get. I don’t need a Magnum, I don’t need none of that. I want her to have twins.

Mack Maine: I’m skeeting in that, ya heard me? (laughs) I’m trying to have twins with her too. Tell Stedman he could the fuck [out]. I’m trying to wife her. If you get my mixtape Freestyle 101 I said that shit. No disrespect but hell yeah, nigga.

Gudda Gudda: C’mon, my nigga. What nigga in America would not pop Oprah? I’ll pop Oprah gladly. Any nigga in America would pop her and want her pregnant. I want a child with Oprah, my nigga.

Queen Latifah

Jae Millz: Queen Latifah is another one. Definitely gotta put a little Millzy in her if I get the chance to. Queen Latifah ain’t the average Shanaynay, Shaunte, Keisha or Tiffany on the block. That’s Queen Latifah right there. She can change a nigga’s life. If you wanna talk about Oprah…that’s the hood version of Oprah. Latifah’s got that bread.

Gudda Gudda: I’ll pop ‘Tifah. Hell yeah. She’s a cute big girl.

Mack Maine: Yes. But you know what, that would be a dilemma because I met her before and she got some work. She’s got more women than me. So, if I smashed her, she could either promote my sex game, or she might fall in love with me, and I can’t mess with the other chicks she could turn me on to. You know how many chicks I’m gonna lose messing with her? That’s a hard one to answer.

Whoopi Goldberg

Jae Millz: Now Whoopi Goldberg can definitely change my life, but she cannot change the way that I look at her in the morning. She can’t, so I think I’ll fall back off that one.

Gudda Gudda: That’s another no. Hell no. I wouldn’t pop Whoopi. She ain’t my style. I’ll never pop Whoopi.

Mack Maine: That ain’t my style either. Me and Whoopi would probably just have good conversation. She seems like she’s intelligent, but I wouldn’t smash.

Macy Gray

Mack Maine: Nah, bruh. Me and her would probably be good friends too. I can’t do that. No, Macy Gray.

Jae Millz: Just her whole aura, her whole demeanor is like, that’s just not really my type of late night situation. Her voice is something that I don’t think would take me to the next level, so I might fall back off her.

Michelle Obama

Gudda Gudda: Hell yeah, nigga. More than Oprah. She’s actually nice with it. She looks good and all that. Barack Obama would pop my bitch. I don’t trust that nigga. I bet he’s running around the White House fucking a gang of bitches, so I definitely would pop his.

Mack Maine: I don’t mess with married women.

Jae Millz: Nah, just off the respect for Barack, I don’t think no black man should wanna touch Michelle. Just off the respect level for what he did for us. Obama gotta get a pass. Barack gotta get one of those passes like, “You better be lucky, he’s my man.” You gotta give Michelle one of those passes on the strength that that’s Barack, that’s the big homie.

Mo’Nique

Gudda Gudda: (laughs) I don’t know, man. I might pop on one of those bad nights. Catch me on one of those I-had-too-much-to-drink type nights. But not on a regular night, I wouldn’t pop Mo’Nique. I met her once and she kinda gave me that “mom” vibe. So I definitely wouldn’t pop her.

Jae Millz: Wow! You’re playing with fire. I’m trying to be respectful in this situation. I don’t really think Mo’Nique would want any parts of me anyway, she’s married. So, I’mma play that one safe.

Mack Maine: Nah, that’s like a motherly figure to me. That’s my girl. I love her. That’s like family, so that would be incest. I’ll tell you who I would fuck. Everybody that I named on that song. Paris Hilton, I’d give her all nighters. Hopefully I’d really get free suites at the Hilton. I like everybody on there. D. Woods, Rosa Acosta. Miley Cyrus when she’s old enough, that’s my baby for real. I really would marry her. When she’s of age, though. Now everybody’s seeing her develop, and they’re like, “We see what you were talking about.” Nigga, I saw it. That’s why I’m in the position I am with Young Money. I see talent. You’ve gotta see this shit before it happens. I already know it’s gonna pop when she’s 18. I wish I could cuff her right now. She ain’t there yet, but when she’s 18, nigga, that should be mine. I love her. Tell Bill Ray chill out. I’m a good dude.

India Arie

Jae Millz: No bueno. There ain’t really too much wrong with her, but there ain’t really too much right with her. I’d definitely have to fall back off India Arie.

Star Jones

Gudda Gudda: I’ll hit her on a bad night, you know what I mean? Stumbling in from an after-party or the club. With a little bit extra to drink she could get it. Give me somebody good, nigga. Give me some good ones. Remember, I only had 8 bars on that song. I wouldn’t fuck every girl in the world.

Rosie O’Donnell

Gudda Gudda: Oh, no, no, no, no. She gets nothing. I can’t fuck Rosie.

Whitney Houston

Mack Maine: Nah, I’m straight. That’s a real good friend of my homie Ray J. That’s one of his good friends. I ain’t saying that’s his girl but I wouldn’t do it on the strength of that. And because I can’t come behind Bobby Brown.

New York (from I Love New York)

Mack Maine: That’s not my style. That’s not what’s up. She looks like she’s got that funk, ya heard me? It look like it ain’t right.

For The Love of Ray J girls

Mack Maine: I already been there, done a few of them. So, I gotta say yeah and keep it honest.

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Small Thing To A Giant by Lil Wayne ft. Gudda Gudda New Release Download + Lyrics

Posted 31 Mar 2010 — by Vee
Category Lyrics, Wednesday TOT

Today is: Wednesday

Today’s Rating: 8.5

Time Right Now: 5:31PM

Last Beverage: Water

Last Song Heard: Small Thing To A Giant by Gudda Gudda ft Lil Wayne

Time for a Toke and a TOT:

That’s right, it got leaked from the Back 2 Guddaville mixtape! Thanks DJ Ill Will!

Click here to download!

Small Thing To A Giant by Lil Wayne ft. Gudda Gudda lyrics:

[Gudda Gudda:]

I’m bout that drama, you fuckin with a canon nigga

got a gangsta grill, yellow diamonds when i ramble nigga

so dont cross me, got ammo like rambo nigga

lifes a gamble, you crapped out you bad gamblin nigga

niggas movin fast, gotta pump the brakes on em

they better pump them fast before i beat the brakes off em

my goons real hungry lookin for a big break

yous a real phony lookin like a big steak

so get ya shit straight before i grab the big 8

hit ya in ya left eye now you cant see shit straight

ray charles, niggas blind to the fact

while you was in ya class i was grindin gettin scratched

the knife grind you when you scratch

now you cryin like a bitch

your bird got wings imma fly you with the pack

these lil niggas got the nerve these niggas under me

i put you under my wing, nigga yous a son to me

[Hook:]

Small thing to a giant

small thing to a giant

small thing to a giant

small thing to a giant

[Lil Wayne:]

guess what, streets off paper

and me im prayin for probation

like my ancestors used to pray for segregation

im a predator, when i pray i dont mean meditation

i mean vegetation, fuck the feds n fuck the federation

and every agent, man i want an asian

sexy like a geisha, get up in her stomach like ignatia

lemme stop.

now let me keep goin, C4in, we blowin

up, you better be detourin if we tourin

n she snorin cause he borin

shawty need a refund, bring him back

and when it comes to me she pre-orderin

and re-orderin and re-orderin

i be fallin, im free fallin i sleep all in that pussy

n when she callin i dont answer

but she keep callin and keep callin

and we ballin like b-ballin

as a matter of fact like tree ballin

we evolvin, they dissolvin

Cincinnati reds hat red black

cops find ya body but they don know where you head at

uh, im goin in like wet pussy

no money? that sounds like death to me

bitch i dont give a mother fuck

yeah im leanin bout to pour me up another cup

yeah im high, bout to roll me up another blunt

i roll a Biggie Small, ‘heres another one’

im in love with Wayne,

long hair dont care, bitch, call me rick james

hahaha, weezy that nigga

n dont forget the baby you fuckin baby sitters

[Hook:]

Small thing to a giant

small thing to a giant

small thing to a giant

small thing to a giant

[Gudda Gudda:]

im goin in like im goin home

20,000 on my wrist n my neck thats my rollin stones

went from being broke to not a pot to piss in

now i got a pocket full of dead politicians

stop nigga listen

cuz im about to break the game down

no toilet paper on me while im shittin

fly boy, i hover over niggas like a flyin saucer

Y.M.O.B. dont make me call the bosses

Y.M. gonna eat n run like break-fast

been runnin for too long, its time to take cash

n imma smoke the game cause no air kills

n for the money i eat beats up like bear grills

bitches love me when they stare i give them rare chills

but moneys over her, she cant see in a pair of heels

young nigga bout to bleed the game

throw a stack at them hoes n tell em keep the change

gasoline flow, light the match, watch it spark

fire jumpin off my lips every time i talk

livin legend in the flesh, im the champ yes

im serving niggas like my name Pete Sampras

get hiefy if you want and imma shake them dreads

n go dumb with the tool upside ya head

who want it, you get em i told em

take all his money, then i take a shit on him

your whole click is phony my lil ponies

gudda walk alone, n shit my shadow other

why i need a nigga when i got my tool on me

my lil buddy got bullets like the army

militant thoughts like a trained with Al Qaeda

raid a nigga crib with a boxcutta razor

look so bow down to the chief , the champ

dictator in the streets nigga signed n stamped

Gudda.

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Pass The Dutch by Young Money Lyrics

Posted 29 Mar 2010 — by Vee
Category Lyrics

Today is: Monday

Today’s Rating: 9

Time Right Now: 10:12PM

Last Beverage: Water

Last Song Heard: Pass The Dutch by Young Money (Lil Wayne, Short Dawg, Drake, Gudda Gudda)

Time for a Toke and a TOT:

[Lil Wayne]
Too many women, and not enough time
Im a cool cat, but im on life nine.
Pimping aint dead cause I be the life line
And I don’t buy the bar cuz it don’t sell white wine
Gon’ let that light shine
ballin’ for a life time
Smoking on a nice pine, Weezy baby flight flyin
You can call him your husband
Call me at night time
And even though women change
I will always like dimes
And yeah im quite fine, but shawty much finer
And I just get behind her
And smack it like E Honda
And please don’t hate on me
when you see me with Kiana
cause she wilder than Nirvana
and colder than your honor
holla at your boy manana
Maybach come wit a recliner
run up on it and sh-t will get uglier than an iguana
this is only a reminder it’s Young Money don’t forget it
and im Weezy F baby you might find it on a titty
would you . . .

[Chorus - Short Dawg]
Pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club nodding like the yes man
Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man

Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club nodding like the yes man
Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man

[Verse - Short Dawg]
Chilling with my possi
Bout to calls some ladies over
Tell em this is YME so when you come you cant leave sober
You would think she came with buttons by the way that I control her
Put her on a tab now she rolling like a baby stroller
Im the freshest n-ggas seen
Whippin in my jeans
Shoot ya lights out im like bredick with the beam
Life a game of chess, and im headed for your queen
Now my stomach and my thighs
Wat a head is in between (ew)
And she wetter than a stream, I drink medicine to lean
Keep a cup in my hand like im begging for some cheese
I fall off in the party
Yeah im kinda tardy but if I hated (?) riding on em like a Harley
Look you call it getting married, I call it acting selfish
my belt got G’s on it like a Packers helmet
And imma hit it if you bring your girl around
but the weed is like my collar cause I might just turn it down
if you . . .

[Chorus - Short Dawg]
Pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club nodding like the yes man
Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man

Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club nodding like the yes man
Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man

[Gudda Gudda]
Okay tool on deck (deck)
Im new born fresh (fresh)
I knock your friends down (down)
And you going next (ha)
Young money fly
N-gga all the bitches after me
Murder in the bed and you gonna be my next casualty
Automatic stick, but I give it to her manually
Im giving dick all year round and you can get it annually
Styrofoam feel
With a strawberry fanta treat
Leaning ima need a kick stand to stay on my feet
Get out ma bidness like I kicked ya out my office
I aint worried about the price, im more concerned with offer
Fresh to death like I got dressed in the coffin
With a party in my pocket
Blue and red dolphins
Im high as a motherf-cker
Let me do my thing bitch im doing me
And your girl doing the same sh-t
Im in the car getting head
As I lane switch, Do-Double G I do my thang bitch

[Chorus - Short Dawg]
Pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club nodding like the yes man
Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man

Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club nodding like the yes man
Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man

[Drake]
Uhh, Ok I told you catch up
Did you make a mill yet?
I cant predict how many of em I can still get
October own that’s such a f-ckin real set
No tatts but the ink of my money still wet.
Life is such a beach, its sandy all around me
I came here with young money man, that’s family all around me
Im in my living room and I got Grammys all around me
And famous bitches doing nose candy all around me.
Welcome to the life
The life that’s meant for me
My bentley has a tint so you got to squint to see
I holla’d at your girl that’s when she went with me
But please don’t blame yourself cause it just wasn’t meant to be
They say im one of the illest
That’s just off from first impression
And my cards always accepting
I don’t deal well with rejection
I look in the dictionary
And don’t see the word recession
I don’t smoke in public
But tonight ill make an exception so just . . .

[Chorus - Short Dawg]
Pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club nodding like the yes man
Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man

Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club nodding like the yes man
Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man

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Fuck Da Bullshit By Young Money Lyrics

Posted 24 Mar 2010 — by Vee
Category Lyrics

Today is: Wednesday

Today’s Rating: 6

Time Right Now: 2:26PM

Last Beverage: Water

Last Song Heard: Fuck Da Bullshit by Young Money

Time for a TOT:

[Birdman]
Yeah
Cut it up gimme a light
Yeah and by the way n-gga
Its Young Mula, first lady

[Nicki Minaj]
Uhhh yo yo
Let us begin with the bad lil’ specimen
Ballenciaga’s is all these things i be steppin’ in
Pucci bathing suits, only thing im dressin’ in
Cause i get wetter than a navy seal veteran
Got them writing love letters in they journal
Keep em on these toes like a midget at the urinal
B-b-b-bad as i wanna be
She ain’t bad she a sad and a wannabe

[Birdman]
Yeah fuck the bullshit
It’s big money poppin’
Young Mula!
Yeah
Just like that
What up young n-gga
Lets go Gudda

[Gudda Gudda]
Okay we runnin’ this shit, when we walk in the building
Got bitches from wall to wall, hoes hangin’ from the ceiling
Young Money we ’bout to kill ‘em, I promise i’ll make a million
And if they didn’t have no hands, i’ll bet them bitches go feel ‘em
I’m talkin’ money and power, you gettin’ money? i doubt it
Fresher than baby powder, with your bitch in the shower
lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
That pussy imma devour, i beat it up till it’s sour
No need for you to even trip bitch i’ll be done in a hour
let’s go!

[Lil Wayne]
They say the blacker the berry, the redder the cherry
I say sweeter it is, ya dig..buried.
Then the bullshit varies, and it got me weary
But i know two of the same, call it murdered and married
Hustling is so necessary, with no avisaries
But aint no love, like a calendar with no February’s
Imma need four secretary, and four Bloody Mary’s
Imma go eat me some pussy, and choke up the cherry
I’m gone

[Birdman]
Yeah
Fully loaded with it, to the ceiling with it
More money than you ever seen n-gga
Aiight, Drizzy, Drake

[Drake]
Kill the game no one recovers the murder weapon
Young angel if ya hate me tell me burn in heaven
How’d you sleep on me, the highest earning freshmen
Like ya 3rd infection, I hope ya learned ya lesson
Yeah
I spit raw but I prefer protection
I own her heart and her mind, and the shirt she slept in
Bitch I got the answer,and still ain’t heard the question
I shut ya club down, please reserve my section
Fuck a confrontation, they aint no cakin’ it
And im cakin’ bitch, so tell me why I take a break from it
The mother of your child always tell you im her favorite
She call me her baby, not the one she was in labor with
She say “oh you taste good”, i say “oh just savor it”
She know that she love a n-gga, i be on that major shit
Cause I get paid to stand, and I get paid to sit
So i don’t walk around with money, baby girl im made of it

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Demolition Freestyle Part 2 by Lil Wayne ft. Gudda Gudda Lyrics

Posted 20 Mar 2010 — by Vee
Category Lyrics, Saturday TOT

Today is: Saturday

Today’s Rating: 8.2

Time Right Now: 3:43AM

Last Beverage: Water

Last Song Heard: Demolition Freestyle Part 2 by Lil Wayne ft. Gudda Gudda

Time for a Toke and a TOT:

Demolition Freestyle Part 2 – Gudda Gudda ft. Lil Wayne

[Gudda Gudda:]

more money, more bitches

more work, more haters equals more snitches

more digits? no, more commas

me affiliated with trendsetters equals more drama

weezy obama, thats my co-signa

you see osama, in my persona

steamin like a sauna, sick i need a docta

stab you before i drown you now you just another red lobsta

where the bitches at? i need a head docter

nice, thick n red, bitch you fuckin wit a top shotta

top dolla, nigga young money

we got old money

dont play dumb money

all black whips, all red flags,

but that red dot on yo head play head tag

real niggas listen, when im preachin to em

now we all know money talks cause im speakin to em

[Lil Wayne:]

ahem.

But I aint speaking to em, I call my guns ‘jumpers’ cause my bullets just leap into em

all you boys bustas, so soft, bet the wind blew em, I claim flame I am just rekindling

my intuition is get payed, but this glock will knock you back to 5th grade, I, school you niggas but none of yous get A’s

got a bitch who wont stop till everyone of us get laid,lotta of you niggas are son of a bitch made

and if your girlfriend utter, I cut her like switch blade,yeaa,we ridin like roller blades

now gon give me head till it fall off your shoulders babe,

I smoke an O a day, thats why Im so awaymentally mind blown now gon blow away,

yea, ya’ll niggas is super fake, I put chu niggas on mute then I mutilate yeaa

iMac like the computer say, my hoes cooperate, I mean co-operate

I dont know how to say, oh but I gotta say, I just four five away till aint no one alive to say

that I four fived away, then I drive away,paper chasin money runnin like andale

better find a way, better not be in our way,I’ll take your farther than Zimbabwe

I make it harder for these wimps i stay on they necks no lettin up,

and I tote that can but dont make me bust your 7 up

heaven up hell down man down gail down and I keep that hammer do you wanna get nailed down

better kneel down, cause I am da god,I am da har-dest mother fucka to try it before,

my diet is ya’ll, I riot and war,fightin dem all, bite’in dem all,

giant or small, I am a dog, I can smile at dum bitches and brighten dem all

I am a hog fightin dem all, I just lay that pipe and Im off,

call me plumber, and leave your girl my number, humbro

I am a bumba, bee on a humba, your girlfriend want my pickle and my cucumber

tell your boyfriend I’ll turn him to a vegetable, break a nigga down to a decimal

Im tellin you Im very cool unless a fool, fuckin up my revenue,

I tote that wutever dude, I shoot at wutever dude

just bought a Lamborghini Murcielago, and my girl from the base said is hella cool

wheres the helipad, my helicopter land, I shot the man, if Im not the man, mhm

do I go in, or I go in, Im not your friend, im not your kin, I make your brain come out your chin

been in the game since the begnning, Im all about winning.

I look down I see dem, when I look up I dont see any

you pooh like Winnie, do i diddy, and I just left but your boo right with me

and Im from never do right city, but dont get me wrong,

Young Money Im gooone

yeaaa, Young Mulaa Baabbbyyyyy

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