The ladies from Brown Girls Burlesque are coming up in the game with a feature in TRACE mag’s annual ‘Black Girls Rule’ issue.
Brown Girls Burlesque has been on the vanguard of redefining the notion of beauty and sexuality for women of color. Did I say that these ladies were extremely fine? Don’t just take my word for it either. Copp the FREE download the TRACE magazine where they are featured and judge for yourself.
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Yeah party people, I just heard that nigga BILLY OCEAN on the radio and it reminded me of how I chilled in Barbados with Chocolate Snowflake.
I need to tell y’all that now is the time to think about treating yourself to that jump O.T. where you get your passport stamped up. I’m talking about going to Cancun, Mexico next year in May/June. Who wants to roll? Start saving your change now. There will be all inclusive deals popping up in the next few months. When I see the joint that has the best value I will snatch up my tickets and send y’all the info.
Sunshine. Sea water. Good food. Alcohol.
And better than all of that…
The person you love the most.
Here’s why I’m fucking with this track…
‘Ye Tudda – ‘Love Lockdown’
Everything on the upcoming ‘Ye Tudda project will be even hotter than this joint, and this joint knocks major on some Billy Dee Williams Colt 45 house piano jungle soul music shit.
Go here and download this song and play it on a loop.
I remember when I went to the listening session for the ‘Graduation’ album (Plain Pat what up?!) and I first heard ‘Flashing Lights’. I immediately knew that shit was gonna be some everlasting club banger. Anytime those violins come on over the club speakers all the broads get crazy. I can’t wait to see how this song looks in the club. I think its gonna be banana bread insanity. Some shit where people get so frenzied on the dance floor that someone ends up getting merc’ked and stuffed in a janitor’s closet.
I’m certainly not advocating violence on anyone, but if you have ever been in love then you already know that sometimes you have to kick some ass of the people you love. A kick, a punch, a motherfucking slap. I’m talking about love y’all and that shit will make you wanna holler. I can’t tell you how many times I saw my parents keep it real like Evander Holyfield. I can also tell you that when I became a man I saw that they loved each other harder than the hardest diamond, especially my father. Love is gonna hurt your bitch ass in more ways than one.
How many of you fags will stand up again after heartbreak?
I live for that heartbreak shit.
Here’s some of that YouTube nonsense to tide you over whilst I create some drops for tomorrow,
At 1:28 homegirl shows out.
Sistas, step your booty pop game up.
White has been coming out with the Black girl seat for a minute, but up until this point they could never twerk it for real. This video is a watershed moment in racial understanding. Like BARACK OBAAMA at the D.N.C.
Coincidence?
I think not.
I have at least forty “Facebook Friends” named Shaniqua or a variation of that pronunciation. This has been a secret homage to my first girlfriend evar who was named SHAWNEQUA.
Guess who found my page on Facebook?
SHAWNEQUA!?!
The internets is some crazy shiite.
And even after being married with kids, official grey-green eyes won’t crack.
Evar.
