These words of advice come from Cincinnati Bengals Pro-Bowl wide receiver Chad Johnson and are in reference to his quest for the ultimate exotic sports car, but he could have easily been referring to himself. No. 85 always does it big: the fifth-year Bengal has become as famous for his incredible catches—for big yardage—as he has for his often outlandish but inspiring celebrations in the end zone. Around the NFL, Johnson has developed into a big—and we are talking, No.1—deal.
Nick Cannon is stuck in traffic, but he doesn’t mind.
He’s making his way south on the freeway to his native San Diego from his Los Angeles home in his 2004 Range Rover, rolling on Pirelli Scorpion Zero rubber and 23-inch Antera Type 325 SUV rims.
“Soul food” contains no specific ingredients, just what you happen to have on hand. The same applies to highly successful Black Eyed Peas. Raw Hip-Hop at its core, with elements of Latin music, rock, soul, as well as influences from groups like A Tribe Called Quest and De La Soul, Black Eyed Peas have earned the respect of fans passionate for their vigorous and infectious spirit.
Cruising through the streets of the tri-state New York area in his Moonbeam Silver, 2005 Bentley Continental GT Coupe, FA-BO-LO-US is a little disappointed these days. Despite accolades of success, wealth, fame and glory, this 25-year-old Brooklyn bred MC is still hungry for more.
Young, enthusiastic and always on the lookout for their next project, the founders of Roadstar Motorsports are known for their meticulous attention to detail and commitment to proper customer service. Counting with two shops in Los Angeles, one in London, and one soon in Toronto, fraternal twins Hussein and Hassan Iddrisu and their cousin John Spio have put together a respectable business that at times is fueled by their imagination.
“Man, somebody gonna trip,” he said in a familiar, deep baritone drawl. His voice is almost surprising, coming from a man with a wiry frame, striking features and a square jaw, who at a quick glance appears young and spry. The authoritative voice and staunch gaze tell a different story of an old soul, wise beyond his 24 years. It is the voice of a man who has rolled around the block a few times—in his own words—a real OG.
It wasn’t that long ago that carmelo anthony was pushing a trusty green chrysler concord on baltimore streets. It was 2001 to be exact. That was before a basketball-loving world would know him simply as melo. It was before he would lead his syracuse team to the championship. It was before he would average 21 points a game in his nba rookie year as a denver nugget small forward, giving espn sports analysts something to talk about on nightly sports center broadcasts. And it was before he had the $20 million nike endorsement and his own piece of candy—the melo bar.