Floyd Mayweather may be the best pound for pound boxer to ever put on a pair of gloves. Why? Because he understands the rules of the game. Hit and score points and avoid gettin’ hit. Then he’s definitely the best businessman in the history of pro sports. Not just boxin’ playboy but all sports. Why? Because the dun has figured out how to cut the middle man out and keep all of the bread for himself! He’s promoted himself and his brand makin’ more than $700 million durin’ his career without a single endorsement. That means he could care less how a boy feels about him or what his image looks like to the rest of the world.
However, with all of that bein’ said, I’ve got to say this in my Big Momma raspy too much cigarette smokin’ voice, “You can take the dun out of the ghetto but you can’t take the ghetto out of the dun!!”
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! This cat, as of January, accordin’ to Forbes, had a net worth of more than $340 million! So why is it that in July, the dun is askin’ the IRS for a reprieve on his 2015 Tax bill until after the McGregor fight? Accordin’ to the petition that was found on the legal website Law360, “Although the taxpayer has substantial assets, those assets are restricted and primarily illiquid.” In other words playa, he’s got a lotta stuff but we can’t do anything with it because we don’t want stuff we want cash. He’s sittin’ on a bunch of stuff that depreciates in value. And that’s the edited version.
The dun’s got $15 million in rides in the garage bruh! Pay the darn tax bill! Why are you still operatin’ on some ole ghetto fabulous agendas? Spendin’ bread and flodgin’ everywhere, walkin’ around with $80K in a back pack everyday and won’t pay your bills. He’s got the bread but won’t give it up. That’s ignorant bruh! How many times have we seen Floyd on Instagram with a bed full of money or goin’ to the bank pickin’ up truck loads of currency? And the dun won’t even pay the Man what he owes him.
What does the word say bruh, “Pay Caesar what is Caesar’s!” Excuse my grammar, “You ain’t gotta like it, but it is what it is pimpin’! When you get paid the Man wants what’s his and there’s no gettin’ around it playa. Ask ole Wesley Snipes if he’s playin’ about his bread?
Now Floyd can beat everybody but Uncle Sam so he may as well stop bobbin’ and weavin’ and pay the man before he ends up in the pen runnin’ from Big Pookie and Tiny nem. Stop me when I start lyin’!
1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.
2) Flodgin’: verb – to show out
3) Pimpin;’ noun – the person that I’m so passionately tryin’ to get my point across to.
The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”
The caption under the photo isn’t real but its real talk!