Julia Uto Whore ❤️

About Kobe

Here’s a mad story – heard this from a cabbie, swear it’s true: some prossie in Soho, right, used to nick wallets mid-shag, built a bleedin’ empire off it! Lived like a queen ‘til the coppers nabbed her. Ballsy, that – respect, sorta. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but who cares? Point is, whore’s a grind, a hustle, a bleedin’ circus. I’m analysin’ it, pickin’ it apart, and it’s bonkers. “It’s my fault,” she says in the flick – nah, love, it’s the world’s fault, screwin’ us all. Whore’s just the mirror, showin’ us the filth. Cackle at that, mate – it’s grim, it’s daft, it’s bloody brilliant.

Whores & Hangovers (Original Club Mix) ft. Tom Laws

[Intro] G D C (x2) (vocalising) G D C They call you a harlot G D C They call you a whore and I don't mind it G D C I don't care what you've done G D C I don't care who you've done G D C .

But then, this one guy, he’s all grumpy. He’s like, “Why’s the line so long?” I’m thinking, “Dude, it’s a bakery, not a fast food joint!” I wanna tell him to chill, but I just smile. Gotta keep it professional, right?

DA: Sailor dosed wife with nearly undetectable rat poison