Love Changed [Book 2] (Not Edited)

C.19 (part two)

||Trey Songz||

"Kayla."

"Yes?" She smiled

I smiled "What you so happy about?" I asked her

"I'm just happy. I'm ready to see y'all on stage!"

"I love you Kayla."

"I love you too Trey." She smiled

I just stared at her

"What?!" She said mugging me

"August didn't get on your nerves or anything did he?"

"Actually.. He was.... A really good help." She said. I looked up to see him walking towards us

"Was he? How was that?" I chuckled

"He just helped me with anything I needed."

"Daveontae on his way down hea'."

I nodded. "Soo, what y'all do lastnight?" I asked

"I just told you Tremaine."

"I mean... "Last night" isn't when I got in.. It was this mornin' an Kayla was up watching videos on ha' luh' tablet an she was askin' me ta do shit fa' ha... I mean she my kids motha, of course i'm gonna do shit fa' ha. She has to be taken care of in order for my kids to be straight."

I nodded. "Aight."

"What was YOU doing lastnight witcha luh' friend.."

I looked at Kayla who looked stunned "What friend babe?"

"Just someone I met lastnight.. Not important."

"What's goin' on y'all." Daveontae came over

"Let's go." I got up and led them to the car

At the show....

||Kayla Phillips||

Trey and August is about to perform their remix ILTS. They are up there all hype.

Ay (ohh) ay (ohh)
Ay (ohh) uh-huh (whoa-ohh)
Ay (ohh) ay (ohh)
Ay (whoa-ohh) uh-huh (whoa-ohhhhh-ohhh)
Man I luv this shit [8X]

A nigga back with this motherfuckin' remix (remix), and we about to kill this shit
See I went and got a little help to get the whole club poppin' like Freaknik
Cause I got Rozay, a little Bombay, a little peach Ciroc and we faded
Soon as we step in, we got your chick, and yo' chick, and yo' chick and I know you hate it
Cause we linin' up the shots, youngin' got the heat to make 'em pop
Soon as we hit the parking lot, then we see all the panties drop
Girl, ain't no bitch nigga, no rich nigga, no snitch nigga
Yo' bitch choosin' on a real nigga, let her chill nigga
That's real, cause I'm so fucked up, now I'm talkin' my shit
I'm way to high to be trippin' like this
Niggas hatin' hard, bitches all on my dick
This is what you want, I'mma put it like this; lay it down to the Aug, Trey and Chris remix

Say you luv it (ay), you luv it girl (ay)
You luv it (ay), you luv it girl (uh-huh)
You luv it (ay), say you luv it girl (ay)
You luv it (ay), better make you luv it girl (uh-huh)
The way I fuck her, you would think I luv this bitch
I tell her keep on suckin' girl get all this dick
And I'mma keep grindin' nigga try'na get rich
She tell me keep fuckin' cause she luv this shit

August looked at me.

Goddamnit, I love it...
She said she just got her some titties (she said she just got her some titties)
Can't wait 'til I come to her city (can't wait 'til I come to her city)
I smoke 'til I choke and I'm dizzy
The liquors invadin' my kidneys; been chillin' and I feel like killin' you niggas
Bitches been missin' me lately (ohh), they love it when I talk to 'em crazy (ohh)
Suck a nigga dick, do it with alot of spit, let it drip, yeah catch my babies
Ohhh-whoooa, that's my baby
Just do it like you care, girl don't worry bout' your-
hair's fuck up cause I'm pullin' it like this
Your man's fucked up, he don't do you like this
Feels so good that a nigga might kiss
If you ask her she gon' tell you like this

Goddamnit she loves it (she loves it), she loves it (she loves it)
She loves it (she loves it), she loves it
Goddamnit she loves it (oooh), she loves it
She loves it, she loves it
So I'mma keep on fuckin' like I luv this bitch (ohh)
I'mma keep her bussin' cause she luv this dick (whoa-ohh)
I'mma keep stuntin' cause I luv bein' rich (ohh)
I'mma keep doin', and I does this shit; Goddamnit, I luv it

Then Chris's part played.

She said make love, just make love, just make love to me
Right now (just do it), and she want to try some new shit (just do it)
She said when I kiss it, go and sing to her (how?)
Like this: la-la la-la la, la-la la-la la
Don't, need, full conversation
All we doin' is lickin' and fuckin' and touchin' your booty be speakin' another language
Ohh yeeeah, this real life to his fake shit
Bottles in the air, I'm faded.. drinkin'
I'm so fucked up now I'm talkin' my shit
I'm so bossed up I be talkin' like Rich
Niggas they know, bitches all on my dick
Baby when we play, put this song on replay, she like "Ooh, that's my shit"

And I luv it (ay), I luv it (ay)
I luv it (ay), Iiiii
God damn it I luv you baby (ay), I luv it (ay)
I luv it (ay), Iiiii
I'm gon' luv her better cause her man ain't shit
And I'mma keep on strokin' cause she luv this dick
And I'mma keep on lickin' cause she luv it
She tell me keep fuckin cause she luv this shit {and I luv it}

The music stopped and August smiled. He started dancing. "She tell me keep fuckin', she tell me keep fuckin', she tell me keep fuckin', she tell me keep fuckin', she tell me keep fuckin'.... Cause she loooove... Looove. She love this dick."

The crowd went wild and was just up there smiling. Trey was pumping him up.

Trey started singing Foreign. August performed Numb, they did some more songs and then we left. They have to perform again tomorrow and next week at some parties at a night club.

"Trey!!! Let's take a picture!" Some girl with a foreign accent said

He smiled at her and they began taking pictures.

I saw her talking to him and him putting something into his phone. I shook my head

Daveontae was just sitting in a chair looking dumb. August was taking pictures with his fans. Not flirting with them like Trey is.

"Are we about to go?" I went up and asked August

"Who are you?" Some woman asked me

"August.. Are we all about to leave?!"

"Yeah, hol' up." He began taking pictures again.

Fuck it.

I went outside and caught a cab and went to the room and went to sleep.

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