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"I want rich sex, I ain't the type to be dick pressed, you don't be giving me no stress so I know where it's at." I sung in the recording studio.
All I'm really tryna see, uh (Oh) What you lookin' at me for? (Me for) All I want is LV, I want Gucci on me, yeah All I want is your head, and your hands (Hands) Gonna help, yourself (Yeah) What you thinking 'bout me for? Would you take me to see somethin'? Me and my bestfriend on that G5, it's a link up
"Fall in line, all for you, yeah yeah, been hella sure, ain't gotta choose. Got you sprung know what to do, Got you stunned know what to do." I dragged as the chorus began to play out and i took off the headphones coming out.
Keilan was having a meeting somewhere so it was just me, Dre, and Toosii. Dre was taking over what Keilan usuallly does.
"Sooo, what y'all think?" I smiled coming out.
"I think y'all got a hit." Dre said.
"Hell yeah we do, aye i really appreciate you hopping on my song you got the perfect voice for it." Toosii said.
"Thank you and you're welcome." I smiled
"Yeah it wouldn't have sounded right wit somebody else." Dre agreed. "You wanna finish that track you started?"
"Actually i do, but i wanna change some things around." I said and then my phone rung. Seeing that it was my uncle Tre, my face lit up.
"I'll be back." I told them quickly as I walked out.
"Serayah Aubrie Harris." He said as soon as I answered.
"What I do uncle Tre?" I asked confusingly.
"You need a whooping, why i'm driving and yo' song come on the radio. This the song you told me not to listen to?" He asked.
"Huh? Which one?" I asked.
"Talkin' bout some you need some love. Girl you need a whooping." He said and I laughed.
"See uncle Tre you supposed to just bop yo' head and not listen to the lyrics for real." I said. "I'm grown though at least."
"Yeah ight lil girl, you sound good though i don't where you got it from cause yo' mama can't sing for shit sound a hot ass mess." He said.
"Oh." I said. "Is that why you called me cause my mama told you to?"
"No, why she would want me to call you, you in some trouble? Somebody messing wit you?" He asked.
"No ain't nobody messing wit me." I said.
"You talking about you being mad at her?" He asked.
"Oh so she did tell you to call me."
"No i called you cause of the song for real, but she did tell me about it." He said. I wasn't surprised, they have a close bond and tell each other everything.
