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August : okay come on babeh girl yo mommy wanna be rude

Acadia: mommy ( looks around ) 

August: no babeh shes not here come on lets go see uncle chris 

Acadia: bae 

August: no uncle .. you know what fuck it 

I held her little hand and walked into the studio I saw chris and fabulous was in the booth. When chris saw me he held his hand up to stop the music 

Chris: oh shit is uncle baby 

Acadia: no bae( smirk)

I know my daughter aint trying to do her mommy trick I just shook my head 

Chris: no uncle 

Acadia: no you bae ( kiss on the lips)

August: ACADIA 

Chris: aye don’t mind her man she just in love wit a nigga 

August: ha lil fast ass but wassup brah 

Chris: shit nothing makin music trying to hide from Maurice and diondria 

August: now why would you doing that 

Chris: stomach flu I aint got time for all dat

August: that’s petty 

Chris: mhm so who take care of acadia when she sick 

August: Natasha duhh 

Chris: my point exactly … I got an idea 

August: like what 

Chris: lets go on a tour 

August: a joint tour 

Chris: yeah nigga why not … we can make a collabartive album we already makin music together again 

August: but its one problem 

Chris: what 

August: our wives .. you think they gone be okay 

Chris: its gone make them a lot of money so hell yeah

August: now you should know out of all people money don’t mean shit to them 

Chris: tell that to credit cards

 August: I heard that ( high five) ight man lets do 

Chris: you down 

August: yeah nigga

Acadia: bae 

August: ight now you kiss him and daddy gone get you 

Acadia: daddy mean ( stick tongue out ) 

I laid back and put my feet on the table I stuck my tongue back at her. then she gone put her middle finger up. I covered my mouth 

Chris: damn she already ridin for a nigga aint that right baby 

Acadia: bae 

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