so i wanted to get to the sto’ early today.
i know if i went later,
i’d have to deal with the baby mamas and mamas babies.
so i put my headphones on,
got my grocery cart,
and headed down the block.
while i was in the sto’,
i was trying not to spend an arm and leg on food.
lately my food bills have been out of my budget.
100 dollars.
last time was 175.
like wtf?
i had to pay some bills and couldn’t afford it.
while i was getting eggs,
listening to “v.s.o.p” on repeat,
i saw this hand out the corner of my eye waving.
when i looked…
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an f-bi just sent this to me and i had to post this ASAP…

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Do you have Fox Swag?

Just a simple question.
Don’t scrunch your face up and get all sick about it.

Fox Swag, imo, is a mixture of a lot of things.
Fox Swag is confidence, first and foremost.
But Fox Swag is taking an outfit and wearing it, rather than it wearing you.
Fox Swag is also that “something” about you that is unexplainable.

Fox Swag also makes everyone desperately COPY YOU.
From how you act, how you dress, or your flawless attitude and personality.

All Foxes have swag.
That is a MUST.
This is what makes us different from the Jackals and Hyenas.
Fox Swag  lets the Jackals and Hyenas know to watch what they say to you.
With that swag, you will use it to whip these Wolves into shape.
By looking at you, they know they need to cum a lot harder.
They have to leave that wack game for the amateurs.
You could be ugly, thin, built, or average.
Masculine, feminine, or in-between.
WHATEVER.
You know you have Fox Swag by OWNING WHATEVER/WHOMEVER YOU DO.

Here is another quick lesson…

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I was lucky to have a convo this morning with a friend of mine.
Well I won’t lie because if we were close, he would definitely be “Daddy“.  Whoever he is dating, they get my congrats. I know they are lucky.  He has some serious hood swag that I find incredibly sexy.

Anyway, I tole him to check out my blog and he had a few (ahem) words … for my blog on “Lemme Talk To My Tops“. Let’s just say, I was moist by the end of the convo.

Check for it after the jump—–>

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