I wonder why...he's the greatest dancer!
Growing up, I always loved to dance. I would break out in the newest video routine in the middle of the music store...to the embarassment of my brother Marques (not really my brother, but pretty much). Throughout high school, I was known to sweat out my unpermed, naturally curly hair into a wild mess dancing to the newest Detroit mixed tape songs.
Hell, I once even entered a dance contest at a male strip joint...if that tells you anything (I was FULLY clothed in front of the female clientele and male dancers who judged the contest).
So now, my son is basically a chip off the old block...
He loves to dance...and I still love to dance. Most often, we are jumping around to his favorite Tupac song. Although now he has taken a liking to singing Justin Timberlake "Until the End of TIme" and even knows some of the worlds...whooooaaa...whooooaaaaoooooh yeah he sings.
Well anyway...here is a little snippet of him dancing.
It's not as clear as I would like...but lil buddy sure can put some stank on it!
(put some stank on it (v.) meaning to do an above excellent job at something)