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Wonders shall never end, see what our sister is wearing ,is this fair? maybe she taught that today was "No Bra Day"


kcee shared the photo and captioned it: ''It was a great one at the@Afrimma2015''

https://instagram.com/p/9EgHmmxK5c/?taken-by=iam_kcee

Proudly showing all that she got .

If u get tempted by it, den its unfair

Is kcee actually putting on a red socks?

And why is that guy on ash coat massaging His okokomaiko to the exposure of the boobs, he is even smiling sef, I think he's abt to cum.

there are many odd things about this pic, lemme not start naming

Who tickle this man wey make am dey laugh like moinmoin wey no done

Jaymima:
Who tickle this man wey make am dey laugh like moinmoin wey no done

The man dey take style to sample that babe's bosom.

okooloyun1:
The man dey take style to sample that babe's bosom.

Blossom wey don fall finish......sm

she is not complaining, so who am I to complain on her behalf... I refuse to be a hypocrite

ellahzy:
there are many odd things about this pic, lemme not start naming

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I saw that too,

Prostitute.

Hian, Op so you don't know that our ladies are out for the hustle? If na gossip linda gossip buy house for B.I. She has decided to show boobs until she get money buy her own mansion join.

Something has touched my sisters
Snatching away their morality
And sending their innocence
On a permanent sabbatical
To a dangerous bush of madness
All in the name of modernism.

Do you see what I see my brothers?
Every day a new wave of madness
Hitting the hearts of our sisters
Leaving them in moral disconnection
To wander in self destruction
A saviour no where to salvage them.

Each time I see my sisters
My small eyes cry a big cry
Pushing my abdomen to complain
As my heart growls and bleeds without end
As they come in their full regalia
Of young girls lost in madness.
My sisters have all sniffed the cocaine of MODERNISM
In their quest for the new CLASS
So that they may be counted among the BIG BABES
In this season of madness
When values have stumbled
And ethics have crumbled
In an accident that has murdered morality.

Look at my sister's clumsy head
She carries a heavy load of artificial hair
Extracted from a dead horse's body?
And wriggled on her small head
To dwarf her God given beautiful hair
In shameless display of ingratitude
This ungodly hair
In white, milk brown,yellow, red and all colors
Announces the presence of a fresh lunatic
Abound in all nooks and crannies
Ready for a real show down.

Aaaaaaaah!
See again another one
In arrogant exhibition of artificiality
Her long fingers acquired from the stores
Making her look like a WITCH
Yet she thinks it's fashionable.

The one coming is even messier
Her madness more frightening
Her beautiful African skin
Has gone through a terrible transformation
To a rainbow of conflicting colors
Of yellow, white with blue and black
A response to heavy bleaching
Through the use of creams
To reject what God has made of her
A black African queen
And now look at her damaged face
Made worst by burnt fingers and arms
Making her like an unfortunate goat
Which suffered the misfortune of fighting a hungry tiger
The bad smell of her cream- drenched body
Offends my wide-open African nose
She is an eye sore .

Look in front of you
You see a gang of rogues
Whose sense of shame has escaped
Dressed in smashed jean trouser and blouse?
Their tommy exposéd for all to see
Their cheap boobs dangle in the air
For lustful eyes to prowl
Their WaIST DOWN jean exposing infested yanshes
To oppress our innocent eyes
Leaving us with APOLO of the heart
All in the name of fashion.

Something has touched my sisters
As they now lead the men
In the race for drinks and drinking
They are queens of the day and night
Their meals of liquor, weeds and drugs
Their cocaine, heroine, totolin, beneleen abound
In their moments of real madness.

Do you see what I see ahead?
Their instructions to tailors who must obey?
Cut my dress to shape and tight
To expose my boobs and curves to clear
Let my ass show in full
That is the new craze in town
Our girls are mad I see today.

Who will save our sisters today
From this madness that is hot and fierce?
Mothers of the nation too wear them tight
To walk on red carpets with pain and hard
Accompanied by a sea of aides to match or march?
Their fingers covered with artificial with nails they bought abroad?
Bras made to raise their boobs
I understand even artificial yanshes abound in stores
To crave the indulgence of crazy male counter parts
Their hungry eyes feeding without discipline
And now my sisters are mad
In this crazy world
With no one to help.

Chaii...olympus has indeed fallen

Stanleyafam:
Is kcee actually putting on a red socks?

yes he is!! Leaving up to his name as usual, Mr rainbow!!

B!tch stil celebrating no bra day... Mtcheeew stupid hoe.

Stanleyafam:
Is kcee actually putting on a red socks?

Yeah, its d new trend in town. Coloured socks. But its usual to match the socks with ur tie, pocket square or shirt colour. I see a touch of red on his pocket hence the socks. But its not convincing tho

Wetin dey make that monkey whimper be that

So fallen boobs can still make a nigga hold his gear and wide his mouth like river Niger..

ststyreal:
Blossom wey don fall finish......sm

weda e fall or stand d nipples n flesh still remain. Na nipple una dey suck na

Missmossy, gv me a chance na. Honestly, m missing u.

Pardon all ma wrongful deeds.
I'm a changed person.

Ok

Correction,thats no lady,thats a ho


That moment when you don see booobie and yanshhhh too much for social media when body no even dey move you again..thats how i feel right now,woman fit naked sef nothing go happen,victoria's secret is no surprise anymore

i blame the person that made the dress

Mmmmmm



APC why

Na dis type dey strafe small boys so

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Great..


Listening to "Onu Kwube Ejim Ofor Aga" by Chief Stephen Osita Osadebe (1975) , an amazing song after 40years ....