The Bottom line is......EVERYBODY has to get on line. We already know there's an unspoken rule for promoters and the occasional door girl but its over for your homeboy or that chick you tapping. What happens is the promoters comes to the door to pull someone in and the people on line sees this then what, they start calling out your name like " yo son, what's good" and then you like " I got you kid" and now you back and forth because the cycle just continues every time you step outside that club. The thing that really kills me is when people stand right in front of the door on their phones calling the promoter to get them in. SMDH!!!! If you were a somebody the bouncer would know you but you're a nobody and no one knows you period. Get on the damn line. Anyone who knows me know I ain't with it. Don't call me, text me, email me, IM me, or anything. And i really hate the "I'm on my way " call then the "I'm looking for parking" call then the "I'm on line" call then the "I'm getting searched now "call WTF!!!!! Are you retarded?!?!?! Get on line, get in, and party FUCK!!!!!!!!!! That's it I'm done
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You right but your wrong!
Im telling you, in NYC everyone is a fuckin fake ass socialite. You just have to set ground rules and be able to look niggas in their face and say, son "I DONT KNOW YOU"
I cant leave my shorty, or my real nigga outside, thats just not a good look. besides any chick comin to the club askin for me better look fuckin good, and i cant depreciate her value by having her outside with the gen pop!! lol
I tell all my chicks and my niggas, get there before 1230 - because as we all know the nigga rush in nyc is 1215-145!!
Im not outside at the time and you know that if you told me you were comin, and if you just poppin up, you are on you own!!
and for the niggas out front "yo son'n" me I DONT KNOW YOU ... GO THAAAAT WAY (TO THE LINE JERK)
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