Ceaser:
So it's your boy Ceaser. Well heres a little back ground on me. I'm 19 I'm fly as hell, I love to turn up, I'm single I love to party and fuck bitches. I'm like !y brother but he on his money shit some own the world type shit me on the other hand I'm just trying to be the fly young nigga that I am. Yeah I like money but I'm not about to grow old with my money and not get no pussy nah that's not me. I bet he hasn't got no pussy since we was kids and he lost his virginty to Tracie. Laughing at my inside thought. Well tonight I'm in charge of the club but shit is not looking good. Bitches ain't show up to work tonight and niggas acting like they ain't trying to spend no bread. Let me call Royal real quick. "Yo bro." "Wassup kid?" "Man shit not looking good right about now." "What you mean?" "Man Clover, Diamond, and Lolla ain't show up tonight." "Damn these bitches fucking up my money!" I could ear the anger in my brothers voice like I said this nigga loves money. "Ight you know what, call Porcia tell her I said get her ass down here asap!" "Ight One." "One". After hanging up with Royal I called Porcia but her phone went straight to voicemail so I left her a message then went over to the bar. I need a drink this night gonna be stressful.
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From The Pole To The Trap
Teen Fiction"You wanna see some ass I wanna see some cash keep them dollars coming and that's gonna make me dance. Make it rain trick, make it rain trick." Travis porter Make it Rain was blasting through the speakers at Royal City Gentlemen's club. On stage wa...
