Ode to Yvette

[spies10spike]

Yvette. I had to try once more. Forget the spies. You're the real reason I came back to Spies 6. I realize it now. All I'm begging is for one more chance to mak up for my past mistakes. Usually i leave the writing up to my dude Weasel and im not the smartest of guys, but this comes from my heart. I wrote it for you darling.


Yvette, Yvette
Always playing hard to get.
All I want is one more chance
To spark between us a little romance.
Ive always known youra pretty cool chick.
Even if you wont eat a bag of doritos.

*cue guitar solo*

Yvette, Yvette
Remember when we met?
I always dreamed of walkin hand in hand.
And you cookin good food for my band.
All the guys know your a really good gal.
La di di di da da... foul.

*cue maracas solo*

Yvette, Yvette
Im willin to buy you a pet.
We could get a dog and walk em in the park.
And frolic and play til it gets dark.
Then Id buy you ice cream, your favorite kind.
I know for sur that then youd be mine.

*cue kazoo solo*

Yvette, Yvette
Im getting desperate
Is it yes or no
I just gotta know.
Please dont rain on my umbrella.
Otherwise, Ill go serenade Gabriela.

*tap dances and somersault finale*

[Thor]

damn you, attempting to steal my woman.

[Rey]

Touching.

[Ed]

I was definitely expecting you to rhyme "chick" with something else...

[Thor]

not to be outdone, i've prepared my own song for yvette.

bitches ain't shit
bitches ain't shit

bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
lick on these nuts and suck the dick
just get the fuck out after you're done
and I hops in my ride to make a quick run
i used to know a bitch named tiberius
we used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night
tighter than our mutha fuckin gangster beats
and we was ballin on the mutha fuckin burg streets
we peep that chick out deep and it was on
number one song after number one song

as long as my mutha fuckin pockets was fat
didn't give a fuck where yvette was at
if she was hangin with the white bitch doin the shit she do
suckin on his dick just to get a buck or two
and in the end she got mad enough
and now she be suin' cuz the shit she be doin ain't shit

bitches can't hang with the streets
she found herself short
now she's takin me to court
that's real conversation for your ass

i used to have a bitch named ariel
used to be up in them guts like everyday
the pussy was the bomb
had a nigga um, sprung
i was in love like a mutha fucka lickin the
the homies used to tell me that she was no good
but the maniac in black mr. sam would
so I figured niggas wouldn't trip with mine
guess what got gathered by one time

i'm back in the mutha fuckin county jail
6 months on my chest now it's time to bail
i gets released on a hot sunny day
my nigga mei yun and my homie levi
scooped in the coupe jason we got the news
your girl was prickin while you stringed in the county blues
only out for a second and already I gotta do some mutha fuckin jam checkin

moved up the block as we creeped down the block
i see my girls house callahan, pass the crock
creep in the do (door)
and I look on the flo
it's my little cousin rey and hes fuckin my hoe

[spies10spike]

May 30, 2009 14:57:58 GMT -5 Ed said:

I was definitely expecting you to rhyme "chick" with something else...

Last time I checked, she wuz still okay with carrot sticks.
Doritos was the closest I could get.

[Judge Sam]

Yvette, Yvette
Im getting desperate
Is it yes or no
I just gotta know.
Please dont rain on my umbrella.
Otherwise, Ill go serenade Gabriela.

lmao.

i think you two have a great future together.

[Tiberius]

May 30, 2009 15:18:34 GMT -5 Thor said:

not to be outdone, i've prepared my own song for yvette.

bitches ain't shit
bitches ain't shit

bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
lick on these nuts and suck the dick
just get the fuck out after you're done
and I hops in my ride to make a quick run
i used to know a bitch named tiberius
we used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night
tighter than our mutha fuckin gangster beats
and we was ballin on the mutha fuckin burg streets
we peep that chick out deep and it was on
number one song after number one song

as long as my mutha fuckin pockets was fat
didn't give a fuck where yvette was at
if she was hangin with the white bitch doin the shit she do
suckin on his dick just to get a buck or two
and in the end she got mad enough
and now she be suin' cuz the shit she be doin ain't shit

bitches can't hang with the streets
she found herself short
now she's takin me to court
that's real conversation for your ass

i used to have a bitch named ariel
used to be up in them guts like everyday
the pussy was the bomb
had a nigga um, sprung
i was in love like a mutha fucka lickin the
the homies used to tell me that she was no good
but the maniac in black mr. sam would
so I figured niggas wouldn't trip with mine
guess what got gathered by one time

i'm back in the mutha fuckin county jail
6 months on my chest now it's time to bail
i gets released on a hot sunny day
my nigga mei yun and my homie levi
scooped in the coupe jason we got the news
your girl was prickin while you stringed in the county blues
only out for a second and already I gotta do some mutha fuckin jam checkin

moved up the block as we creeped down the block
i see my girls house callahan, pass the crock
creep in the do (door)
and I look on the flo
it's my little cousin rey and hes fuckin my hoe

Thinks for the inclusion big Thor my dawg

[Thor]

[spies10Melecio]

yvette no good
poem no good
spike very bad!