[Editor's Note: "Blogger's Note" has been taken over by Ron Mexico until further notice]
Lil’ Wayne has made his hoarde of fans wait months for an official “A Milli” video. They’ve waded through remix after remix and every so-called rapper, R&B sanger, skripper and middle schooler making their own respective Maserati pussy pop on some bridge.
After watching the video and its making I guess all the appreciation Weezy Nation was gonna get is in that freestyle.
I mean, damn. No menstrual bleed? I’d even settle for a venereal disease.
The video boasts nothing more than a league-leading concentration of hanger-on-type niggas. I sure as hell hope Cash Money isn’t paying all them dudes salaries for–absolutely nothing. If so, they might as well have actually taken care of the Hot Boyz.
Note to Weezy: Don’t be the next nigga cryin on the phone talkin’ bout you sold all these records and you still live in Baby’s poolhouse. I understand your cousin Lawanda had to be there to spray your nuts, but I can recall offhand there being 3 bitches on fried chicken patrol, a Samoan bodyguard to follow you around set, a trailer to dress in, a trailer to shit in (and not wash your hands) and a nigga carrying the lean cup while you walk.
For a nigga who just walked a total of 7.5 miles to assemble every detail of his wardrobe like a fucked-up episode of Double Dare, Wayne still looks a hot damn mess.
Yet, for some reason this jackassery is “TO BE CONTINUED?”
Nigga–I mean negro, please.
I know all of this is supposed to lead into the “[Got] Money” Shot but I don’t even want to see the rest. Based on the way dude’s dressed, I’m assuming Wayne & Pain (Thelma & Louise?) are going Set It Off with the rest of this.
I’ll change my mind if I find out the tandem goes out in a blaze of glory. Show us some effort, Young Moolah! You’ve got your own fucking tab on XXL!
Take two sips of lean, give some dude a kiss and punch the gas!
Tell the coppers “Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!” as you sail over the cliff!
Questions? Comments? Requests? Haven’t heard my “A Milli” drop yet? firstname.lastname@example.org