Young Female Ballers,
In dance clubs across the country, some color coordinated dude, down to his matching Gators, is sliding up to a precious honey and whispering straight GAME into her ear.
Or, in every cafeteria in America, a fresh young playa, draped in the finest gear, new Jordans and fitted cap is making his move. Drenched in a cologne that he can not properly pronounce, he spots her and starts his SPIT.
Here is a dumbed down version of the creative vernaculars of these playas extraordinaire.
1. You are the only girl for me.
2. I am the best man for you.
3. That other dude won't love you like me.
4. I was the first one to express my feelings for you.
5. Without me, you will not be happy as you deserve to be.
Going through this recruiting process as a former player, club coach, and parent, I am coming to the conclusion that a lot of college coaches spit game that would make Pretty Tony and Huggy Bear proud!