by Aqxa November 24, 2024
(n): A person who enjoys wearing plaid flannels, in colors other than army green, black, red, dark blue. Acceptable colors include, bright pink, bright blue, actually any neon color, or colors often found on a metrosexual. Also, if in question, when wearing said flannels, wearer will defend onself with "Hey its not my fault you are not into fashion."
by acer10000000 January 13, 2011
Metro Atlanta is swifting
by Metro Atlanta March 15, 2020
The gayest producer tag in existence. Undoutably a reference to the time when Metro Boomin made that juicy ass clap so hard it made a booming noise.
by NiggaFarage November 30, 2023
in the middle of intercourse with a girl and u slip it out and yell "metro boomin make it boom" and shove it into her asshole while pinning her down.
i said metro boomin make it boom.
by i did not make it boom April 01, 2024
by Tickawat September 19, 2004
I'm alone, sitting with my empty glass
My four walls follow me through my past
I was on a Paris train, I emerged in London rain
And you were waiting there, swimming through apologies
I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
Riding on the Metro
You wore white, smiling as you took my hand
So removed, we spoke of wintertime in France
Minutes passed with shallow words
Years have passed and still the hurt
Oh, I can see you now, smiling as I pulled away
I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand
"I'll love you always" filled my eyes
I remember a night we walked along the Seine
My four walls follow me through my past
I was on a Paris train, I emerged in London rain
And you were waiting there, swimming through apologies
I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
Riding on the Metro
You wore white, smiling as you took my hand
So removed, we spoke of wintertime in France
Minutes passed with shallow words
Years have passed and still the hurt
Oh, I can see you now, smiling as I pulled away
I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand
"I'll love you always" filled my eyes
I remember a night we walked along the Seine
Riding on the Metro
I remember a feeling coming over me
The soldier turned, then looked away
I remember hating you for loving me
Riding on the Metro
I'm alone, sitting with my broken glass
My four walls follow me through my past
I was on a Paris train, I emerged in London rain
And you were waiting there, swimming through apologies, sorry
I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
Riding on the Metro
I remember a feeling coming over me
The soldier turned, then looked away
I remember hating you for loving me
Riding on the Metro
I'm alone, sitting with my broken glass
My four walls follow me through my past
I was on a Paris train, I emerged in London rain
And you were waiting there, swimming through apologies, sorry
I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
Riding on the Metro
by Death Menace March 25, 2023