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Headies 2015 .....

I caught the late train to the headies on Youtube, I wasn't planning on watching but I'm glad I did, two grown men going at each other like teenagers. The BBM updates made me curious as to what was happening so I had to check it out myself and all I can say is WOW!!!
That was not expected.

Olamide's rant was not necessary but as the owner of the Label his frustration was justified but his choice of word's were wrong on live TV did not speak well of his leadership skills. His rant on twitter took it to another level, I suck at twitter but I found myself re- tweeting post, I can't carry last now, so I had to insert myself.

We are yet to hear from Don Jazzy AKA my baby daddy but the guy is just so cool and comes across as an easy going person. He shouldn't have mentioned Olamide's name that escalated the entire situation and I hope they make up soon, YBNL and MAVIN are big record labels with different, genre in music but the beef is not needed.
The show was not disorganized from the mishaps to the tacky host.
Reminisce was looking great, too bad he is married. I need me one of the world famous Yoruba demon, Agbada et all.

This was a quick.
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L.D

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