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The Bling Bling Thing

You have a different car for every day of the week, but for some reason it’s happiness you still seek. You love your big and beautiful home, with acres of land for you to roam. You have plenty of gold and diamonds galore, enough to start your own jewelry store. You have lots of designer and customized clothes, what an extravagant lifestyle you chose. You’re living the life of a Hollywood Star, but does the wealth change who you really are? Living the life of the rich and the famous, feeling you’re real big and no longer nameless. Now folks come at you from everywhere, on your way up none of them were there! Now they come out of the wood work, it’s enough to make you go berserk. You have everything people only dream of, but all your wealth can’t buy you love. So many women want you it’s almost a joke, you think they would be after you if you were still broke? One of them wants to have the last laugh, to be your wifey so they can claim half! Who is your true friend and who is your foe? for you it’s like “eeny-meeny-miney-moe.” Money doesn’t define who you really are, neither does having an expensive car. Don’t get me wrong being rich is a good thing, but just remember you are not defined by your “bling-bling.”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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