BARBIE TEE’s Diary | Ms WakaWaka’s Own Valentine Saga

Some have boyfriends but got no Val gift, some got Val gifts but no boyfriends, I have boyfriend(s) and I got Val gift(s), glory be to thee, oh Lord, amen!  All my life—well, since I don dey waka—na one day I dey like pass for the whole year: Valentine’s Day! You dey ask yourself where the “Saint” dey? Abeg no dey follow dem dey call Saint Valentine because e don tey wey people don comot the “Saint” with their behaviour; now, na just Valentine… in fact, make we just call am “Val” as e dey waste time to say the whole “Valentine” word.

BARBIE TEE’s Diary | Exotic Life And Times Of Ms. WakaWaka — Vol.4

Yawning out loud … I just woke up anyway; my oga is not in the office today, so i have nothing much doing. And body need rest, I can’t kill myself; so I just put my head on my desk and before I knew it, I don doze … then it hit me when I remembered the dream I had — in fact, a bad dream — in the dream, I saw me and Johnny kissing! God forbid, I shall never have anything to do with that houseboy in my life; maybe I am getting my own reward for punishing him, but thank God it was just a dream (CLICK HERE if you want to know what I did to Johnny). Anyways my people, make we put Johnny story for one side — good riddance to bad rubbish — make we talk about the story of today.

[CWAZIE MOI] B!%@#&S Over MONEY!!

First of all (don’t “go down low” please), something is not very right with the title — no, the words are in the right order — my choice for ‘b!%@#&s’ instead of the real b-word is something you should know that I am too insane to do. #MikellzBluez is currently under content review by AdSense and they do not support adult contents for their services. So, we are working at ensuring a thorough makeover for the blog by censoring all our adult texts and images, and that means you will have to catch up with most of our codes and slangs. We express massive apologies to all our fervent readers and fans.

Yeeeaaaahhh! I am back again and I am going straight to the matter, no play for four people — I hope you get that; lots of codes and slangs will be going on, don’t be left behind. Anyways, as much as I love and can die for Lil Wayne, the guy said something I can never agree with. I was listening to his “Get That Money” rap with Birdman on their “Like Father Like Son” album and he was like: “money, money, money — that’s my intuition//money over b!%@#&s — such an easy decision.” No nigga, you can’t tell me that… and I wasn’t through with Wizzy when Bow Wow came with a full track of shouting “Money over B!%@#&s” with Meek Mill — the F is wrong with these people? If that Bow Wow doesn’t have anything to say, he should better just keep to the 106 and Park Show and do countdowns for those who have stuffs to say! Then I come on Twitter and I see all these poor ‘mofoz’ — who are not making enough for their mouth — feeling like hustlers when they tweet the wrong line… I simply shake my head, but it now time to nail this bull’s excretion once and for all!

ANOTHER ONE! [CRAZY ME] In The KITCHEN…

Yeah! I’m back again! Black and proud (as you can see); young and gifted (yes, I’m still young, mo’efferz); hot and smokey (put your hand in my boxers and feel the temperature); heavy and loaded (just finished eating); fresh and clean; up and high on gin and juice (vodka, sorry); touring from coast to coast (of Ibadan, yeske!); accumulating fans from wall to wall (tell me who is within my room who is not my fan); clearing cheques from banks to banks (details coming soon); making green off your eyes! Lemme leave you to do the math because I will need to be higher than people on grass to welcome you to another crazy week!

Yes, I am the one again and I remain my crazy self, but on another level — even a common madman knows that his ‘shit’ is not going to sell if he repeats the same show over and over again!