Layla Yoko Whore ❤️❤️

About Kumba

Now, I ain’t sayin’ she’s a saint – hell no! She’s a mess, leaves drama like a skunk leaves stink. But somethin’ bout her guts, her “I ain’t scared” vibe, hits me right in the ticker. Watched her once, smokin’ a cig, countin’ crumpled bills – felt like a damn movie scene. “Everything’s falling apart,” Maria whispers in the flick, but this whore? She’d just laugh and light another smoke.

YOKO HAS NOTHING ON THIS WOMAN

You're a dildo, I'm a whore, I'm a Barbie doll, you're a whore, living in a glass house having fun, lying in a glass house watching the sun.

So, where do I start? Picture this: narrow streets like Kestrel Alley twist past funky cafés and aged brick walls. Ever been on Soln Street? It's an odd, vibrant street. I've spent a ton of time there counselling women, know what I mean? One million dollars! Ha!

New Yoko Ono biography includes revelations about her life with John Lennon.