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"Next on the Black Club"
Daisy P.O.V
So instead of going to the club we just went to a party that Goofys was invited to but he invited us. Anyway bout to turn up, find me a nigga and you know the rest.
"All these fine ass niggas in here." I said biting my lip at these light skinned nigga. Everybody looked at me.
"What?!!" They just shooked their head and looked away.
"Wassup my nigga." A guy said clapping Goofys up.
"Wassup dude....These my people Dee Breezy,Nyi,Daisy,Lucky, Déjà, and Amerah." He said biting his lip at Amerah. Goofys looked like he was bout to beat the boy ass.
"Hey/Wassup." All us said.
"Wassup but y'all get comfortable have fun and turn up." He said clapping up the boys and hugging the girls. We made our way to the V.I.P area. Everybody was smoking,drinking, and dancing.
Dee Breezy P.O.V
It was live as fuck in here. This bitch had hella hoes in here but Deja is the only chick I want right now or fuck. My song Givenchy by Rich Gang came on:
That Rich Gang lifestyle
Marble floors, gold toilets and chandeliers
Big money nigga take the jet
L.A. hit the bity boolin' in the bondo
With a few bitches and they go to trippin'
Drankin' that GTV, that tequila
Smokin' them stunna blunts (them big dawgs)
Nigga we neva hungover
Poppin' bigger numbers with my niggas, straight B's only
Shout out to my love, my blood, my team
My gang, my family, and nigga ya know what we bleed
(You know what we bleed) 404, 305, 504
What's poppin', nigga? B-house of dank, put it in the air
This that YSL, Rich Gang, RHQ, YMCMB shit
Big B's with a few C's, PeeWee, what's poppin', nigga?
Bankroll mafia; Habeeza, what's brackin', nigga?
The pussy outta line, the pussy get they head bust, ya dig?
B-Loc and Bentley, y'all know the business
It's B Slime or G5, rest in peace Tamara and Miss Gladys, boy
(Rich Gang, Rich Gang)
[Hook: Young Thug]
Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes
Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes, fo sure, fo sure
Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes, fo sure, fo sure
Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes
And that is fo sure, it's fo sure
[Post-Hook: Young Thug]
Tell a nigga, would ya ride fo a nigga, baby?
Would ya die fo a nigga, baby?
Baby girl, would ya cry fo yo nigga, baby?
Would ya cry fo yo nigga, baby?
Aye, baby girl, what'cha know, what'cha know bout that?
What'cha know bout that? Ya don't know that
Baby girl, what'cha know bout that, bout that?
What'cha know bout that? You don't know nothing
(She don't know it, she don't know it)
[Verse: Young Thug]
Work comin' in any day or later
Eat a candy, Now and Later
I ain't through baby buying acres (Rich Gang)
(Racks racks!) Almost done
Lemme put somethin inside of ya stomach
Lemme put sum' right up under ya lungs
Baby, I just wanna hit like Barry Bonds
I know all you wanna do is have fun
I put my heart inside yo pocket, you can't break it
I told you I love you to death, neva dissed you not once
You my twin, yeah you my twin
Baby, let's stay together
You know you can neva diss me, baby, you know betta
You know I look at ya like gold, you my future trophy
She know she got my heart, she say do it, I jump like toads and
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The Black Club (Harlem) Completed
Non-FictionThis is an example when there are eight black people in one house. People start being fake and stop being real. This is ' season 1 of The Black Club'
