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Be Honest~Who Here Can Whoop Tommy Fury?
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Let me tell you something brother, Hawkster starts the fight by smacking him one, throw him into the ropes, big boot to the face, and before he's able to get up it's leg drop time, pin for the 1, 2, 3, and that's all there is to that, jack.
What's Fury going to do when Hawkamania runs through? The Hawks drops hoagies on jabronis and that's the bottom line because Hawkster said so.
He can enjoy his sandwich while I enjoy his wife. Just one night and she'll be calling me the rest of he life. Can you dig it .. sucka?
The Stylin’, profilin’, limousine riding, jet flying, kiss-stealing, wheelin’ n’ dealin’ Hawk says Fury can't be the first but he can be next, woo!
Take all the gypsy nonsense, shine it up real nice, place it on a pedestal, take a step back and admire your work, and then shove it directly up your candy ass. Can you smell what The Hawk is cooking?
All the little Hawkster know when Hawk, Hawks Up, there is no stopping The Hawk madness. The tower of power, too sweet to be sour, oh yeah, dig it brother, freak-out!
If you think you know a man who can do the J. O. B. to the H. A. ... W. K. you can shove it, Jack, and if you don't agree that's because you have a tiny pee-pee.
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