Yo, cone of shame sucka, chewing on your stitches
M.C. Iggy’s in the waiting room sniffing all your bitchez —
Iggy, what’s going on?
“I got gold bling! And I got shot!”
Okay, whoa, hang on there, pup. You didn’t get shot, you got your shots. And that’s just an orange rabies vaccination tag.
“What! It took two of ’em to hold me back! I’m gangsta!”
Okay, Iggy, you’re gangsta.
Do you want your Shamrock McSqueakybear now?
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Lol … too funny!
Thanks — I’m glad you enjoyed it! 🙂
Awww poor Gangsta Iggy!
He’s okay. He has his bling and his squeaky bear. He’ll be all right. 🙂