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"He looks like me! Daddy got you always little man"
Ashanti looked over and smiled while doing demetria hair. "You got you what you always wanted- a son.. don't be showing favoritism ".
"Don't try me like that I love both of them the same-". She playful roll her eyes
"Listen we got do Christmas shopping next month I want lil Meechie to have an amazing Christmas".
"Of course baby you know daddy gonna go all out " I replied.
She giggled. "But before we get to all that let's go to the club it's been awhile Let's celebrate! People been asking about me and shit".
"Mmm, alright we're only staying there for a few hours then we gotta head back home". She told me.
I nodded my head I knew it was about of our son because before then we were stay at the club all night long drinking, throwing, fucking in private rooms I know she enjoyed that.
"Mommy's done" demetria got up from the chair. "Say daddy you like my hair?"
"You look beautiful baby give Daddy some love" she runs over and kisses me.
"Mwah".
Lil meech beings to cry. "Aww mamas baby hungry?" She says as she went in the kitchen wash her hands, then getting his milk ready that she pumped out her breast.
I handed her him she placed the bottle in his mouth. "I gotta pumb more milk out when I get done burping him out" she says to herself.
~ Ashanti
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I told meech to go ahead go to the club let me finish making sure the kids were straight telling the babysitter were lil meech stuff were since she wasn't here for the past three months.
An hour later I made it to the club as I walked in I saw Tamara in meech section talking to him in stripper clothes.
The fuck is the bitch working here?!.
He eyes soon landed on me once b whisper something in his ear she looked back shocked. "Damn baby what you doing here late?" He asked.
"The cab was talking so long you know I didn't want to take the car knowing I'm riding with you after".
"Hi Ashanti" she said.
"Hi" I said dryly.
"Hey Sweetie if we need you we'd let you know" terry said.
She leaves meech bob his head to wu tang cream.
I wasn't in the mood to party since that bitch is in here.
But I couldn't let that bitch see because bitches like her sees that will get a thrill of that.
Suddenly heads where turn up front once the lights were flashed by no other than Tupac.
Holly fuck.
He walks over with his arms up in the air. "Wassup, wassup".
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"My nigga" meech and him dapped each other pac then dapped the others. "This must be your wife Ashanti how you doing love I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the wedding" he hugged me I was so star struck.
"N-No it's okay I'm sure you were I'm the studio or doing an interview".
"I was- yo meech you got the club packed got money all over the damn floor and shit let me take sum home playa".
"Shit you know me....man how about you come work".
"Nigga you know damn well I can't do that I'm already in sum shit with the big ass mouth of mines".
Meech laughs.
"I forgot about that" I bob my head to the music and dance a little while they chatted throwing money to the strippers.
It's crazy how all the celebrities were partying and looking up to meech like he was like some god to them because how much street game he had out the street and money, power he has it all than them.
