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dear la'toya,
you're the illest, the realest, the trillest mo'fucka i met on this inet bullshit. you are that mo'fucka. dawg any bitch made nigga wanna play you or if any nut-guzzling bitch wanna talk shit, i'm on the first flight to TX, that friggin 806 and ima personally beat some bootay. nigga you cool as shit. lmao talkin about my boo, Cassidy, gonna get raped in jail. & some damn freestyling. lmao stay keep me laughin my ass off. and you say ya dumb, nigga you ain't dumb, just a tad bit on the slow side. But everyone knows that Toya is OBSESSED with me (lmao jp) but yeah, thats my twin on some real. her smart book-readin self.. lmao can't spell or rap to save her life. stays pimpin' those niggas, got like 4 boyfriends, dewight, chuck, that's the only names i remember but you get my point. i fuckin' love her random ass. we can chill all day talkin about anything & everything. she's the coolest dude around, totally. i help her with shit, she helps me with shit, not even an eye or an eye friendship. ya know, i got her back, she gots mines. she's that southern broad with the eastcoast style, and i'm the eastcoast broad with the southern style. we look out for each other. that's my dawg. she's real, she'll tell it to you like it is. no games with her, straight up, cold hard truth. i have the most respect for Toya. we relate to eachother so well, it's like we're sisters from another mother. toya you know i got you on anything, you can talk to me about anything. and stop puttin yaself down, stop saying you're stupid and you can't do anything right nigga. or ima smack you up, no lie. but i love you dawg.
love,
ya twin, remy sharma millz