Let me tell you what I really hate about "K-Fed." It's not that he's a deadbeat dad whose fathered illegitimate children or that he's a self-centered prick.
K-Fed likes to golf and belongs to one of the most exclusive golf courses in Malibu. This country club has a strict dress code, that all members wear collared shirts, slacks and appropriate golf spiked shoes.
Oh, but not K-Fed... he's seen on the course wearing a wifebeater, baggy jeans and blindingly white high-top sneakers. When asked about it, the owner of the golf course played it off like they make exceptions for certain people. Yeah, way to have some dignity and pride in your course. Just throw it all away for some cheap publicity centered around a complete loser whose net worth just happened to jump to about $50 million by marrying another idiot.
Phatferd wrote:The funny thing is between listening to that or reading Perlick's post, his song sounds like the fireballs that Mario shoots when he's doing his thing in a video game.
Is that a dig at mario, me, or Kevin Federline? Because if it's at Mario, I take offense.
Hahaha, no I'm ripping on K-Fed. I was listening to that crap and I kept thinking it sounded like Mario Brothers, then I came here to post and saw your avatar.
Nintendo should sue K-Fed for stealing their material.
You have no frame of reference, Donny. You're like a child who walks into the middle of a movie...
Phatferd wrote:The funny thing is between listening to that or reading Perlick's post, his song sounds like the fireballs that Mario shoots when he's doing his thing in a video game.
Is that a dig at mario, me, or Kevin Federline? Because if it's at Mario, I take offense.
Hahaha, no I'm ripping on K-Fed. I was listening to that crap and I kept thinking it sounded like Mario Brothers, then I came here to post and saw your avatar.
Nintendo should sue K-Fed for stealing their material.
In retaliation, K-Fed would sleep with all the Nintendo executives' wives and father hundreds of half-japanese/half-idiot illegitimate children who would run around stomping goombas and drinking lattes.
Phatferd wrote:The funny thing is between listening to that or reading Perlick's post, his song sounds like the fireballs that Mario shoots when he's doing his thing in a video game.
Is that a dig at mario, me, or Kevin Federline? Because if it's at Mario, I take offense.
Hahaha, no I'm ripping on K-Fed. I was listening to that crap and I kept thinking it sounded like Mario Brothers, then I came here to post and saw your avatar.
Nintendo should sue K-Fed for stealing their material.
In retaliation, K-Fed would sleep with all the Nintendo executives' wives and father hundreds of half-japanese/half-idiot illegitimate children who would run around stomping goombas and drinking lattes.
When Lipton recited those lyrcis, I thought he was making them up just to be funny. I then found the real lyrics and I was amazed to see that what Lipton said was actually in the song!
Toy all your thing on me, baby.
Toy all your thing on me.
Toy all your thing on me, baby.
Toy all your thing on me.
In Portugese it means “bring your ass”,
on the floor, and move it real fast.
I want to see your kitty and a little bit of titty–
want to know where I go when I’m your city?
Girl, don’t you worry about all the dough,
because a cat is coming straight out of the know,
ready to rock those shows all the way to Rio.
Bring that Brazil booty on the floor.
Up, down, all around:
work that shit to the funky sound.
Going to see where I’m going, oh?