WEYS-LP
WEYS-LP is a low-power television station in Miami, Florida, broadcasting locally on channel 6 as an Almavision owned-and-operated station.
History as W56AZ
Founded by the Board of County Commissioners in 1980 it was first broadcast over channel 56 in 1983 as an independent station. It ran some of the local community access programing in both English and Spanish formats to be suitable throughout the county. Between 1987 and 1989 the station went temporarily dark mainly due to license renewals. Despite the setbacks, the format remains the same with more additional programming. With rapid expansion through cable services county commissioners sold the station in 2001 to WEYS Television Crop which then air Telenoticas. The English format at that point was replace with mostly Spanish programming full-time as a relay translator.
As WEYS LP
By 2003 the call sign was changed to its current WEYS LP and it was later sold to CAYO HUESO NETWORKS, LLC the station continued as a relay translator until it was sold once more to ALMAVISION HISPANIC NETWORK, INC. in 2005. With the relay translator station of WSBS TV discontinued it ran religious programming full-time. As a low power station it remains as an analog station after the transition, its audio also can be picked up at 87.7 FM due to an overlap between channel 6 and the stard of the FM band.
Podcasts:
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by Project Pat
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by Strawbs
Ass Clap
by: Project PatChorus:(2 times)
Make dat ass clap make it snap(talk to me now!)
Make dat ass smack when I slap (talk to me now!)
If you is the baddest, booty the fattest
Let me hear you holla out I yi yi
Verse 1:
Itz ya boy P-A-Tza, knowin how to please her
Hit from the back cuz these girls off the heeza
Bend over I'm strokin' yo but gets a pokin
The hydro is smokin, the nut in ya throat
'Till yo booty exploadin' all round the rooma
My thang full of gin so the pud be a doomda
Assume the position, mug in the pillow
Hand on the head board best not to let go
Yo hand may end slippin, head gets a crackin'
I'm all on that kitten, back gets a smackin
A-doggin, a-slappin my thang in ya stomach
No food fo' we drank so you's bout to vomit
You swear you could take it so baby don't fake it
Let's go'on get a room get high and get naked
You say that you real and you claimin the hoody
Tha rubber to thang and my thang in yo puddy
(Chorus)
Verse 2:
It's goldmouth, stackin dollars
Where ya sister at cuz she swallors
Big juicy fat I must hollers
See you in yo pants I may follers(follow)
Wearin' tight clothes make ya'll scholars
Freaky young broads that love ballers
Hesitate to talk nigga stallers
You can let the steam out yo collars
Love gettin stuck on four hours
Ja-cu-zi, livin' room, showers
Nipples on hard some big knockers
Eyes got bigger than blue blockers
Cucci real tight like school lockers
Treat a lame dude like a true sucka
Most gonna pay cuz they love her
Dog anyway I will knock her
(Chorus)
Verse 3:
There she go, there she go
With them g's and strings
My nigga don't you know she'll do some things
Droppin' that to the flo', bendin' knees and bows
Poke it out, let it hang, then touch ya toes
Never shame in her game, it's just like a bitch
She will suck on that thang like some lic-o-rich
It'll snap crackle pop, call me Captain Crunch
Got me balled in a knot, ate me up for lunch
Their booty's are big-n good for the hittin'
Thick like a rhino can do a split-n
You'll get a stickin' like in a flick-n
Hit the right spot then cum start drippin'
A-flirty a-skirty areiva a-derche
You screamin to stop, I'm showin' no mercy
Wake up kinda early
Yo' breath smellin perky
You try kissin me and you needin a cert-y
(Chorus)