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Fuck! Man these bitches fucking up my money! My little brother Ceaser just called and told me these bitches ain't come to work. "Yo scrap you tryna roll with me to the club real quick?" "Yeah bra, ain't got shit else to do not trying to go here bms mouth right now." Pulling up to the back of the club I saw Porcia sitting in her car her ass better get inside before she be the next one on my cuss out list. We went through my personal entrance up to my office. I could see on the monitors shit was looking dead as fuck. What the fuck is this nigga doing?! I asked myself as I saw my brother at the bar getting a lap dance from Treasure. Man this nigga going to fuck around and make me smack fire out his mouth for real. Max went downstairs to the bar to get him a drink and I stayed in my office to do some paper work. Being the boss isn't easy man.

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