Life {COMPLETED}

Chapter Sixteen

Three Weeks Later 
Two weeks before Bey's birthday trip
Megan POV

"Okay let's try again. Play track 14 back from the top." I rubbed my temples in irritation. I've been in the studio for 6 hours now trying to get the hook for this song done to go on my new mixtape Fever. I have all the verses down but the hooks I come up with are just not flowing.

Ju started the beat from the start and let it play past my opening verse. I got frustrated all over againn and snatched off my headphones and paced around the booth.

"You know what, just scrap it, I'mma freestyle to it and then that's it. I got deadlines to meet." I said and put the headphones bac4+

k on. He typed on the computer for a second then gave me a thumbs up as the beat started playing.

"Hot girl, hot girl, hot girl
If they say I ain't the baddest then the motherfuckers lied
How you riding on a nigga who be asking for a ride?

Okay, running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall
Running from his bitch, he gon' come when I call
If it ain't 'bout money, then you know I ain't involved
Worry 'bout these motherfucking haters, not at all
Nine times out of ten, I'm the realest bitch you know
If you ain't want a pimp, then what you fucking with me for?
If you balling and you know it, then let the money show
If he acting scared to spend it, I'ma show him to the door

Okay, now shake with it, shake-da-shake with it
And if the beat live, you know LilJu made it
And when I pop it, he get stiffer than some fake titties
And don't be worried 'bout who I'm fucking 'cause you can't hit it
Yeah, running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall
If I'm with your daddy, then you know we at the mall
If I'm with a nigga, then you know I'm in them jaws
You let a broke nigga talk you out the drawers

I don't even chase liquor, why would I chase a nigga?
He say I should be nicer, well your dick should be bigger
He said, "You better be good by the way that you bragging?"
I hit him back and told him, "Well, that just depend who you asking"

I got an ex that say he gon' leave his new bitch whenever I call him
Got an ex that say that every time he see me it's gon' be problems
Got an ex that's on his homeboy IG tryna stalk me out
Got an ex that miss it so bad, probably praying for me now, ayy

Running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall
In the Gucci store, finna tear that bitch down
Money on my phone, yeah, like collect calls
Pussy like a drug, and he having withdrawals

Ayy, money, money, I need more
Get it, get it, watch me go
I be outdoing these bitches, I'm like Michael, they Tito
Not the one to compete with
You don't want it with me, bitch
Göt2b Glued can't save you
When I come for your hairdo
Got the moves like I'm Ryu
Yellow diamonds, Pikachu
When I switch my hair to blonde
I'm finna turn up like Goku
I go crazy in this bitch
I go crazy in the booth
He go crazy when he see me
And his girl go crazy too

And this pussy so wet, might have to eat it with a spoon
Always in bikini bottoms 'cause I got that goo lagoon
I don't wanna fuck him if he telling me what he do not
I will come over and spin it on your head like bantu knots, ah
Running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall
I be off that Henn', so you know I'm off the wall
Bitch, I ain't the one so watch your motherfucking mouth
Hot Girl Meg from the motherfucking South, ah"

I took a breath and then I looked at Ju and he smiled big at me and held his thumbs up. I did a happy dance and came out of the booth. Just as I walked out the booth my phone rang. I answered with a smile on my face.

"Hello." I said sitting down.

"Hey baby, what you want for lunch?" I smiled even bigger at the sound of her voice. I love my baby. We haven't saw each other in three weeks and quiet frankly I can't go another day without her.