Lil' Red Ridin' Hood
новий експеримент червона шапочка - версія СЛЕНГОВА АНГЛІЙСЬКА (від неперевершеної siamma)
Dey ain't call her Lil' Red Ridin' Hood cuz she wore dat red hoodie all da time. Naw, she used to wear all kindsa red, fa real. She wore dat red hoodie in da fall. She used to sport dis red hat in da winta, ana red bonnet in da spring, an she even had dis red rag she used to walk around wit. She even rocked dis blood red bandanna sometimes. Shorty was hard core fa real.
She had dis crazy red hair and you know dey gotta wear everything red.
Besides, she ain't give a damn 'bout all dat talk an whatnot. "Red hoodie", "red pants" - she was too cool fa all a dat.
Naw, wat she was really down for was walkin' in da woods. She used to be givin' da eyes to dis Wolf, you know flirtin' wit him an everything.
An she'd carry dis basket a pies over to her granny's house - but she knew she wasn't gone eat 'em anyway cuz she was on a diet.
An she used to walk da long way thru the woods like she was lookin' for da shortest way or sumtin'.
Der' was dis hunta who used to be down fa her, but she wan't even feelin' all dat - dude was always helpin' people too much.
Naw, she was really down fa dis Wolf - he was so cool: he ain't care what nobody thought, he was crazy an did wateva he felt like. Straight up gansta.
Yo, he used to ignore her an shit, tryin' a act like he ain't want her so da hunta wouldn't start nothin'. But Lil Red Ridin' Hood was steady lookin' for a way to seduce 'em.
So, one day da Wolf was in da bushes, tryin' to catch som lil' lamb or or som lil' innocent shepherd girl, but Lil' Red Ridin' Hood knew exactly wat she wanted. She packed her panties and everything in a basket, said she was gone holla at her granny some other time, slapped the hunta in da face and just moved in with the Wolf.
Bruh didn't even know wat was up when she came through. So he was tryin' to get away an tellin' her it was strange an everything. But she wasn't goin' down like dat.
While he was tryin' to get away, she was rubbin' all behind his ears and kissing him all on his lil' nose. My dog couldn't last one second. She knew exactly how to get 'em.
So she moved in an it was cool.
She ignored all dat gossip 'bout bestiality and watnot. She jus' couldn't get enuf a dat good Wolf luv'. An anyway, she had him wrapped around her lil' red finger.
Of course, da Wolf had to growl at her every once in a while so she ain't get bored an run away, but mostly dey lived happily eva after.
Dey ain't call her Lil' Red Ridin' Hood cuz she wore dat red hoodie all da time. Naw, she used to wear all kindsa red, fa real. She wore dat red hoodie in da fall. She used to sport dis red hat in da winta, ana red bonnet in da spring, an she even had dis red rag she used to walk around wit. She even rocked dis blood red bandanna sometimes. Shorty was hard core fa real.
She had dis crazy red hair and you know dey gotta wear everything red.
Besides, she ain't give a damn 'bout all dat talk an whatnot. "Red hoodie", "red pants" - she was too cool fa all a dat.
Naw, wat she was really down for was walkin' in da woods. She used to be givin' da eyes to dis Wolf, you know flirtin' wit him an everything.
An she'd carry dis basket a pies over to her granny's house - but she knew she wasn't gone eat 'em anyway cuz she was on a diet.
An she used to walk da long way thru the woods like she was lookin' for da shortest way or sumtin'.
Der' was dis hunta who used to be down fa her, but she wan't even feelin' all dat - dude was always helpin' people too much.
Naw, she was really down fa dis Wolf - he was so cool: he ain't care what nobody thought, he was crazy an did wateva he felt like. Straight up gansta.
Yo, he used to ignore her an shit, tryin' a act like he ain't want her so da hunta wouldn't start nothin'. But Lil Red Ridin' Hood was steady lookin' for a way to seduce 'em.
So, one day da Wolf was in da bushes, tryin' to catch som lil' lamb or or som lil' innocent shepherd girl, but Lil' Red Ridin' Hood knew exactly wat she wanted. She packed her panties and everything in a basket, said she was gone holla at her granny some other time, slapped the hunta in da face and just moved in with the Wolf.
Bruh didn't even know wat was up when she came through. So he was tryin' to get away an tellin' her it was strange an everything. But she wasn't goin' down like dat.
While he was tryin' to get away, she was rubbin' all behind his ears and kissing him all on his lil' nose. My dog couldn't last one second. She knew exactly how to get 'em.
So she moved in an it was cool.
She ignored all dat gossip 'bout bestiality and watnot. She jus' couldn't get enuf a dat good Wolf luv'. An anyway, she had him wrapped around her lil' red finger.
Of course, da Wolf had to growl at her every once in a while so she ain't get bored an run away, but mostly dey lived happily eva after.