Kardinal Offishall ft. Akon – Dangerous – Soon to be Gentleman’s Club Classic
Akon has a nack for these “Gentleman’s Club Classic’s”.
Doesn’t he?
Ohhh yeah, that’s her
The big dog tryin to get her little kitty to purr
Next man lookin at me like I’m Lucifer
Cause he knows I’ll deal with the case yes sir
If I was the last man on earth,
I would only take that girl, end the search
She’ll give a new definition to the word curve
Got chicks in the strip club, envying her’s
Bodies like (what), is a mass irruptions,
Sit the glass on that fat obstruction,
Tongue game give a new type seduction
I’m try and get back her something
He kicks some pretty good knowledge on well, Girls, Travel, and Life. Written from the perspective of the traveling, long-haired, broke-artist style player. Which we all know, can be effective.
Brazilian: “Where are you from?”
Argentine: *Crickets*
American: “What do you do?”
Brazilian: Open toe slippers with some design
Argentine: Closed toe
American: Target brand flip flops
Brazilian: Takes off your jeans and boxers
Argentine: Takes off her big earrings
American: Takes off her shoes
Brazilian: She feels comfortable after sex
Argentine: She feels like she just carried out an important life decision after sex
American: She feels like a slut after sex
As an international G, I’ve seen many places and met many people. Surprisingly though, I have never met anyone who has out-Gamed me. Sure, I’ve met people who are smarter than me or wealthier than me. And coincidentally, all of them have the same rap about being creative or innovative.
On a side note, I’ve never met anyone better looking than me.
But my point is, to truly be successful; you have to be a First Mover. Make other people follow you. At first, some might be hesitant or reluctant but with enough influence and persistence, everyone comes around.
Just this past week, while an old friend of mine was in New York, I had the opportunity to discuss this specific topic. My friend always had a knack for technology and made suitcases full of skrilla by simply pulling numbers out of thin air. When we were younger, he had done very well with the pin codes of analog cell phones and most recently his favorite past time is driving by a BestBuy and extracting credit card numbers via unsecured wi-fi connections. Apparently, being innovative with technology inherently gives you a Side Hustle. More than half of his revenue and profit derives from consulting companies on how to prevent exactly what he does.
Anyway, while in town on a “consulting” job, he was staying at the Mandarin and so we decided to break bread at Asiate (I recommend the cote de boeuf with roasted rib-eye and smoked potato). I arrived 15 minutes early suited down in a Paul Stuart soft brown Nailhead number (side vents & ticket pocket, of course), a solid crème colored Stefano Ricci shirt, dark brown Hermes tie and matching pocket silk. Needless to say, my bankroll could be listed in the Mitchell Report.
Surprisingly, my friend was already at the bar, casually dressed in a Loro Piana dark gray Vicuña sweater over a burgundy colored woven shirt and black Zanella pants. He was nonchalantly sipping on a 21 year old Balvenie Scotch Portwood while concurrently conversing with a 21 year old English Hardbody. But that’s neither NYMEX nor pyrex.
Over dinner he schooled me on the enormous profit potential in other countries that don’t have a fully operational internet because of their vulnerabilities and parallel desire for protection and security. I schooled him on the capital being thrown towards these emerging markets. It seemed that our future endeavors were going to become intertwined.
I told him about my Side Hustles and how I’ve been investing in developing nations for some time. Besides swapping US paper for Japanese Yen, I went on to say that like our street hustling counterparts, my dealings are mostly in BRICs.
As a cautious friend and G, I could see the uneasy feeling rushing over him…
It took a minute before he realized I was referring to Brazil, Russia, India, and China… Not the traditional raw.
Manny “Pac Man” Pacquiao VS David “Dangerous” Diaz: Prediction
Manny “Pac Man” Pacquiao and David “Dangerous” Diaz will square off the Saturday at the Mandalay Bay Events Center in Las Vegas.
We all know who Manny Pacquiao is: the kid who went to from selling cigarettes on the streets of Manila to on of the most important sports figures in the world. G Manifesto Style. Rumor has it that even rebels in the mountains of the Philippines take a break and watch his fights.
Most people don’t know who David Diaz is. Well, he is a 1996 US Olympian (and he beat Zab “Super” Judah to make the team). He also has racked up a record of 34-1.
More importantly, Diaz defeated Tijuana Legend Erik Morales and sent him into retirement.
The big question is whether or not Pacquiao, who started his career as a kid at 106 lbs, can handle the move up in weight to lightweight (135 lbs, for those of you who don’t know what time it is). Most people think the move up in weight won’t matter and Pacquiao is going to blast out Diaz.
As much as I appreciate Pacquiao’s power, speed and chin, I don’t think he is going to steamroll Diaz. In fact, I think Diaz has more than a puncher’s chance of an upset.
Diaz is tough, has a ton of heart and likes to mix it up. I also have a feeling that Pacquiao is looking past Diaz.
Still, I can’t see Pacquiao losing a decision these days. And I have a feeling he is going to win by a decent margin in a fight that should hold us over until Miguel Cotto VS Antonio Margarito.
“Le bassin aux nymphéas,” or “Water Lily Pond,” sold for 40.9 million pounds (51.7 million euros, 80.5 million dollars) at Christie’s in London by an unidentified woman in the front row.
This piece was part of a four-work collection of water lily paintings Monet busted out.
The painting fetched a pretty heavy price since it had previously sold purchased in a 1971 New York auction for $320,000. It had remained in private hands since.
This painting shattered the auction record for the French impressionist artist. Last May, “Le Pont du chemin de fer a Argenteuil” sold for $41.4 million.
Monet painted the masterpiece at his crib in Giverny in 1919, and it is one of four that he signed and dated that year.
Of the other three, one is kicking it in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, another has been divided, while the third is in private hands.
The art world keeps on plugging away despite the weak world economy.
