Tuesday, May 21, 2013
In Candy, In Candy by Trapper Don da MC
Those of you that are old enough may remember the80s television drama about a doctor named Trapper John, M.D. Well, I came up with some funny ass shit yesterday. I thought up a new “Trap Rapper” persona; Trapper Don da MC. Trapper Don da MC recently wrote a new song called In Candy, In Candy. You wanna hear it? Here it go…
I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy. I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy.
I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy. I said, I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy.
My hommie grip’in grain and switch’in lanes, I’m in the back seat
Got this thick ass dime named Candy steady bounce’in on the Don’s meat
Candy paint drip’in on the slab, crome Js on the feet
Before we started smash’in, we burned down a fat sweet
I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy. I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy.
I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy. I said, I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy.
After Candy came she blew me, and I skeet, skeet, skeeted in her face
She got cleaned up, we got purple leaned up, then I dropped her off at her place
Around my way this type of shit goes down all day, every day
So if you call and ask what I’m do’in, don’t be surprised if I say,
I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy. I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy.
I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy. I said, I’m ride’in around in Candy, in candy.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
lost short circa 2010
i was lay’in back in the lab smoke’in on some fire buddha
drink’in brown liquor and eat’in saltines and gouda
i got a text from a dime that’s been die’in for me to shoot her
with my SupaDupa sized SupaDupa pink thang shooter
she said, “Supa, I want you to punish it like Big Pun!!!
This thang needs a beat’in and think you got the right one…”
i became sort of perplexed as to what to do next
cause my bona fide caught my vibe and she was looking rather vexted
drink’in brown liquor and eat’in saltines and gouda
i got a text from a dime that’s been die’in for me to shoot her
with my SupaDupa sized SupaDupa pink thang shooter
she said, “Supa, I want you to punish it like Big Pun!!!
This thang needs a beat’in and think you got the right one…”
i became sort of perplexed as to what to do next
cause my bona fide caught my vibe and she was looking rather vexted
Monday, May 13, 2013
skunk
I was driving home the other day with my wife in the passenger seat when we drove past a dead skunk. She immediately let her window up but I pushed my window down. She asked what was wrong with me that I would let my window down to smell a dead skunk.
I began to try to explain to her that the smell of that skunk reminded me of some bomb ass weed that me and my hommies used to smoke when we were in college. She asked how I could smoke something that smelled like a dead animal. I tried to explain that the weed didn’t smell like a dead animal, it smelled like the skunk’s stench.
She still didn’t understand, she couldn’t fathom how I could have fond memories of something that smelled like skunk spray. No matter how I tried to describe, she did not get it. I grew tired of trying to explain it to her so I changed the topic of conversation. But, before I got too far down the road I inhaled deeply and remembered those bomb ass sacks of skunk weed from the mid-90s.
I began to try to explain to her that the smell of that skunk reminded me of some bomb ass weed that me and my hommies used to smoke when we were in college. She asked how I could smoke something that smelled like a dead animal. I tried to explain that the weed didn’t smell like a dead animal, it smelled like the skunk’s stench.
She still didn’t understand, she couldn’t fathom how I could have fond memories of something that smelled like skunk spray. No matter how I tried to describe, she did not get it. I grew tired of trying to explain it to her so I changed the topic of conversation. But, before I got too far down the road I inhaled deeply and remembered those bomb ass sacks of skunk weed from the mid-90s.
another ep
She claimed that she wasn’t choosy, but she still picked me
She said, “You a big nigga, show me how you throw that D!”
You know I D’d that ass up like that grizzly Marc Gasol
Then I folded her like origami and bounced her Off the Wall
I told her that I wasn’t like other guys, then went straight Thriller on that ass
Now we go ride’in every Thursday in her man’s S-Class
She said, “You a big nigga, show me how you throw that D!”
You know I D’d that ass up like that grizzly Marc Gasol
Then I folded her like origami and bounced her Off the Wall
I told her that I wasn’t like other guys, then went straight Thriller on that ass
Now we go ride’in every Thursday in her man’s S-Class
another Supa short
i’m known to light shit up big like the 4th of July
pour-up some brown liquor and watch me write my fuck’in name in the sky
got your girl on Priceline book’in a seat because i’m just that fly
i told her to bring her girlfriend, we can chill and get SupaDupa high
pour-up some brown liquor and watch me write my fuck’in name in the sky
got your girl on Priceline book’in a seat because i’m just that fly
i told her to bring her girlfriend, we can chill and get SupaDupa high
Friday, May 3, 2013
one July day in Texas
“Ooohh baby, it smells good-than-a-muthafucka in here!!!”
“Thank you honey, want a beer?”
“Hell yea, I been out in that hot ass Texas sun fuck’in with your car all day; I need a cold brew!”
“Sit down; I’ll fix you a plate too… Here you go honey.”
“What the fuck is this shit???”
“What?”
“This shit that you put on my plate?”
“Smothered pork chops, mashed potatoes, and green beans.”
“Bitch, you know I don’t eat no fuck’in swine!!! I done told your ass that I don’t eat no fuck’in swine!!!”
“That’s not swine baby, those are pork chops…”
“You know what??? I gotta go…”
“Where you go’in baby?”
“I’m going to my other bitch’s house; she knows what her nigga likes to eat…”
“Thank you honey, want a beer?”
“Hell yea, I been out in that hot ass Texas sun fuck’in with your car all day; I need a cold brew!”
“Sit down; I’ll fix you a plate too… Here you go honey.”
“What the fuck is this shit???”
“What?”
“This shit that you put on my plate?”
“Smothered pork chops, mashed potatoes, and green beans.”
“Bitch, you know I don’t eat no fuck’in swine!!! I done told your ass that I don’t eat no fuck’in swine!!!”
“That’s not swine baby, those are pork chops…”
“You know what??? I gotta go…”
“Where you go’in baby?”
“I’m going to my other bitch’s house; she knows what her nigga likes to eat…”
another ep
So I hit it, not just to say I did it, I wasn't committed
I just wanted to know how she would act when I’m up in it
At first she was like, “Ohh baby, that thang’s too big!” And then she got acclimated
That pink panther stretched out and my SupaMan was accommodated
It got good too her and she started scratch’in at my chest
Then I put her on all fours, and I laid that cat to rest
She came three times and said, “Supa, you the whole thing!”
Then she put that grey matter on my joint and treated me like a king
I just wanted to know how she would act when I’m up in it
At first she was like, “Ohh baby, that thang’s too big!” And then she got acclimated
That pink panther stretched out and my SupaMan was accommodated
It got good too her and she started scratch’in at my chest
Then I put her on all fours, and I laid that cat to rest
She came three times and said, “Supa, you the whole thing!”
Then she put that grey matter on my joint and treated me like a king
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