Monday 19 May 2008

Awesome Old Pepsi Ad - Michael Jackson with awesome kid:

 

 

 

 

 

This kid is no other than Carlton from Fresh Prince :

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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'

I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suite case and send me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.

First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear there're prissy, wine all that
Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?
I don't think sow
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

31 August 2009 at 21:29
Anonymous said...

Yeah..
Its the premium
40oz of malt liquor make me wanna tell ya somethin

I say, rollin' around,
sittin' on dubs
can not lie, was high on shrubs,
Coolin' in my Escalade,
Man I'm paid, I got it made,
Take me to your special place,
Close your eyes show me your face,

I'm gonna piss on it.

Haters wanna hate,
Lovers wanna love,
I don't even want,
None of the above,
I want to piss on you.
Yes I do, I'll piss on you,
I'll pee on you.

It's your body, your body,
Is a portapotty,
When I pee I kick,
I'm gonna do karate on your body,
I'm want to pee on you,
Drip, drip, drip,
Yes I do I pee on you,
I ssss on you, ssss on you,

You'll never feel quite the same,
When you get a whiff of my Hershey stains,
I wanna poop on you too,
I want to pee in your food,
Only thing that makes my life complete,
Is when I turn your face into a toliet seat,
I want to pee on you,
Yes I do, Yes I do I'll pee on you,
I'll piss on you

Haters wanna hate,
Lovers wanna love,
I don't even want,
None of the above,
I want to piss on you, yes I do I piss on you,
I'll pee on you

Won't you braid my hair,
I said won't you braid my hair
I'm gonna be a star, Im gonna go far,
I wanna fart on you

31 August 2009 at 21:53

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