"Hellcats, SRTs, n**** come pull up on me"
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"Happy birthday, Reddyyy." Slim smiled as she came into his house.
"Thank you, sis... what you get me?"
"Boy you supposed to wait til the end of the party." Nyla called out.
He shook his head, "This ain no kid party, I want my gifts now.. Soon as y'all walk through the door."
Slim laughed as she opened the bag for him.
"Oh shit!" He dramatically gasped as she pulled out a velvet jewelry box.
Inside were a pair of diamond earrings.
"Just ice me out then." He smiled. "Thank you, Slim."
"You're welcome, now your gift better come hard for me.." She said before pulling him into a hug.
Once they pulled away, Slim immediately made her way over to the drink table.
She smiled seeing the Tequila bottle.
"My lil feen." She heard behind her.
Rolling her eyes, she turned around to face a cheesing Cash, showing his VVS filled smile.
Something about it made her stomach backflip.
"Boy..."
"How you been?" He asked.
"Good, and you?"
Cash stared as she poured herself a shot, she was really just mesmerizing to him.
"Cash?..." She looked up from her drink in confusion.
"..My bad, I been straight. Thank you for asking."
She nodded, "Come sit on the couch wimme."
"Gimme a few, I gotta give this nigga his gift.. I came to speak to you first." He said, pointing at Red who was staring Cash down intently.
"Oh my gosh." Slim laughed before shaking her head.
"Imma be back, okay?"
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"Ayeee," Dior hyped as Slim twerked.
Cash never came to sit with her, as he became preoccupied in another room with his phone.
"Put a ribbon on me, I been actin' brand new."
