So --- my daughter comes up to me last night, put her hands on her hips and says (and I quote):
"Hush, girl, shut your lips... do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips."
Anyone recognize this?? Yes indeedy-- my daughter was quoting a song whose chorus is "Don't Trust a Ho".
I guess I shouldn't have been surprised. After all- we ARE pretty gangsta.
Oh wait. That's me. My bad, homie.