WHO NEEDS KANYE WHEN YOU GOT HOOCH!

Yeah yeah while I was rubbin shoulders with Coke-Kayne...he let's me call him that - calling him Kanye is sooo last year - Hoochie Mama was as debauch as ever. Big ups to all the Mamas that rocked around even though our good mates at Grouse were bringin' back their monthly party (Big ups to them yo! Hope it was a fuckin dope comeback!). I speedily took shots in my brief moments at Hooch, so let's get on with it. Props to the B-Girls who keep the shit in hysterics and massive bonnie voyage and luck to our wifey, our Jamaican, our troll, while she checks her lyrics in the Hood that is Hollywood, woopty whoop!