In a recent interview with BLOG SITE Mediaoutrage.com, Coco had a few choice words and descriptions for the people who read internet blogs. We can only presume they are the very people reading the interview since it is in fact an interview for a BLOG site!

What may have been over looked here is that Coco is ONLY an internet sex symbol. The numerous blogs usually promote people and things that are left out of content on commercial radio and television, because it lacks the interest of enough people to squeeze into the small amounts of programing time for each medium.

Interviewer: Do you frequent celebrity-gossip sites?

Coco: No. When I was up-and-coming I used to Google myself and realized that they were all shit-talking websites. I don’t really feel the need to go on those types of sites because they’re mainly all haters not really a lot of love on those sites. I feel that they really don’t have so much of a life if you’re on those blogs and talking crap about people who you don’t even know. So I kind of got over that but every once in a while people will email me over at Cocosworld and say “hey they were talking some nice stuff about you and you should go check out this link. So pretty much my fans will tell me if they’re talking crap or saying nice things. It’s really all up to them. They’ll direct me. I definitely won’t google and go to each site. (more…)

NE-YO is playing for the same team. He even composed a song called, “When He Kissed me”. Now, we all know that Ne-yo writes songs for other artists, but this just may be his male rendition of Katie Perry’s “I Kissed a Girl”. Here’s my philosophy – If you could think it you can do it!!! Guys like Ne-yo have to transform their minds into that of a woman’s mental space, in order to write these garbage ass love songs. To be sure, know that I’ve never listened to his stuff. Know why?

Because he makes music for soft men, and girls who live in fantasy land. Basically, people who buy Ne-Yo’s songs are also fans of Hallmark cards. With that said, how can a street dude listen to Ne-yo? How? Ne-yo is a modern day Johnny Mathis, and any dude who dares to be caught listening to a Ne-yo record, is very questionable in my books. Buss this!!! I have absolutely nothing against gay people. I’m a firm believer in being yourself, and not being ashamed of who you are! I was very pleased after once being told that the Gay Mafia are avid readers of my blog. I thank them (and you) for your interest and support. Stay tuned, BECAUSE I WON’T STOP! (more…)

Your not the only one checking HSK when no one is looking! The movement is STRONG…

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30 Years in the game and Russell Simmons wants to refer the the OG ICE T like the fuckin drink — Ice Tea?? WTF!!! Who is this hustler of black culture tryin’ to fool? I guess if you are a rapper and you denied Russell Simmons gay advances then he doesn’t really know who you are. At least not your PROPER name!

The beautiful Coco shows off her Hollywood Street King gear at the Players Toast in Las Vegas 2009

I’m still in “The Sunshine State” greater Miami, Florida. Today, I’m venturing to the city of Tampa to view the original masterpieces of legendary artist – Salvador Dali.

I’ve been to Paris’ Louvre Museum, where I experienced the original works of artists including Leonardo DaVinci, Michael Angelo, Picasso, Van Gogh – and even countless ancient Egyptian artifacts (which I might add blew my mind).

I didn’t head to Florida for its sunshine, or Cuban chicks – I really came to check my nicca, Salvador Dali mane!

Dali and Gala (his bottom bitch) definitely didn’t waste their highs, they took their trips to the ultimate creative level. Just take a look at the “Hallucinogenic Torredor”, circa 1968.

Salvador is one of my heroes. When Dali left Spain for Hollywood, he didn’t come here to get his hands on a ’star map’ or to get laid, his mission was to hook up with Hollywood’s powerhouse. Mr. Walt Disney. Don’t believe me? I’d tell you to ask Elvis Presley, but he’s gone – he was Dali’s homeboy too. Actually, Presley is also a pimp. Why do you think I started my own belt collection?

After living in the States for a decade and soaking-up all the game he could, he grew to be bored. So, Dali packed his shit with Gala and headed to France mane. That’s where he hooked up with the baddest bitch ever to come into the game. Coco (former escort) Chanel. See bitches, when they judge you by calling you a ’stripper’ or a ‘hoe’ just telling them the bag their carrying (or wish they could) came from one of your peeps!!!

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Pete Wentz…who is this eyeliner wearing guy? I don’t know him, nor do I care much about him, but, Wentz became a topic of discussion today because of his bullshit wife Ashley Simpson. Yup…Jessica Simpson’s wannabe lil sister is running her fucking mouth. I know this for a fact. Know why? Because the non-talented bitch is calling Ice-T names. I wonder where she got that idea from? My guess is she got it from her husband Pete Wentz…

See where am from we don’t check the bitch, we check the dude. So guess what? Pete is definitely responsible for his wife bad mouthing Ice-T. Apparently Ashley over heard her bullshit husband Pete saying shit about a real nicca and she figured it was okay to bring that type of conversation to the table, but she fucked up…

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Last weekend I flew back to Hollywood from Miami only to hit the Warped Tour show on Sunday night, and guess what? It’s was totally hot – this after seeing old friends like Kevin Lyman and Ice-T (by the way, Body Count rocked).

I quickly began to reminisce back to when when I performed on Warped Tour (in the 90’s with Ice T and in 2001 with Kool Keith). The shows paid a good fee and the chics were free. We were performing at the Warped Tour during the day and doing club shows by night. Many of the acts who took to the Warped Tour’s stages had a bad body odors, but (of course, we didn’t)…Know why? Cuz we were fly – we had hotels mane… Me and the boys didn’t camp out with other bands eating camp fire hot dogs for dinner, we took cabs and had steaks or some good Italian food, and we refused to ingest the drugs from fans, but we did give those same drugs to to the chic’s who came on our Provost bus. (more…)