my mom is a belly dancer, and for one of her friends upcoming parties, they're all dressing as different divas.
my mom has chosen to be the "ghetto diva" so i made some rap lyrics and some beats for her.
below is the surprising result...
my mom can rap.
to clarify, shimmy till your socks fall out is reference to a bra stuffing incident, poking some fun at the person the party is for.
and that's me doing the background supporting exclamations, i'm pretty street.
here's the file, if you're bold enough to have this in your head when not in this blog:
shimmy (till your socks fall out)