Dude, I know I’ve been hard on the ladies of late, but I have to pay homage to the au natural goodness of Ashanti one more gin.
Dude, it’s them thighs. Toned up like Big Brown at Belmont waiting on inevitability. I mean, it’s like I’m playing the role of Pookie from New Jack City “cuz they just be calling me and calling me…. I gotta go to it.”
Uhhhhh, I’mma need a drink over here!!!!! Lordy hep meh. From the look on her face, I think dat ass surprised her as much as it did me. Dude, it’s just packed in there tight and right. I mean, this babe is a fine oiled machine right about now. “It’s lovely and I love it (Wu Tang, It’s Yourz)”.
You know what I love most about Ashanti? The consistency. I mean, she always delivers, because it’s the same script, different outfit. She’s gonna stay thick, we know that. She’s gonna hit you with the extra aerobicized KFC thigh piece and then she’s going to give you that all important lean back. I mean, every single string of pics has the patented Ashanti lean back. It’s like the steady and dependable tupperware patented burp seal system to lock in that freshness. Ashanti will ALWAYS give you that angle three lean to compliment the head on and the “look at my azz, yes it’s still thick and right” turn around joint. I love Ashanti!
I just noticed. The funniest thing about this picture is the fact that she is standing in front of promotional photos of herself and the thighs just aren’t the same. She is photoshopped on up and slimmed out in the back. The best part? I prefer the real thickums on Ashanti in person. She might not want to stand in front of fake Ashanti in the future.