"Jay...we good?" I asked, needing to know.
"Yeah, we good," she replied casually.
"What that mean though?" I pressed, wanting clarity.
She sighed, putting her spoon down. "We cool, we friends... no drama, no hard feelings. But since that's your girl...
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I followed her back to the section and saw Jay instantly vibe with her friends as my track dropped. She was lit, rapping every line word for word and feeding off the energy from her friends.
Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee I had a thot, she be with the shits, she told me where he be I say for sure, baby let me know if you wanna eat She like "Von, you already know, just put put your girl on fleek" I'm like "Cool, I can do that, boo, what you want some shoes? "Jimmy Choo, with a handbag too, red or baby blue?" She get to smiling, she ain't used to this 'cause she ain't used to shit I'm just laughing, could've been a pimp the way I move my lips
I walked up behind her and started rapping with her. I saw her friend Fatima hint to her that I was behind her and she turned around still rapping word for word. She held eye contact with me as the song went on. She put a smile on a nigga face as she rapped, her smile made me smile. We continued rapping until it got to Durk part, I wanted to see if she knew it too.
I got a drop on a rappin' nigga, I be from the 'Raq I'm like, cool, better not front yo' move, or you become a pack You see Von, you see 40 Glocks, see Booka, you see MAC Yeah free Mak, gone for a double homi', foenem got yo back But fuck that, say you smoking who? Quickest way to die Snatch who chain? Off who neck? Not mine Ain't no point in trying
She rapped his whole part word for word, with her friends joining in at the end.
"You really fuck wit a nigga music huh?" I smirked looking down at her.
"I do, well, we all do. We be vibin' for real," she laughed, turning back to take some shots her friends had laid out on the table. "Shit done made my body hot," she laughed as "Soak City" started playing. Her and her friends started throwing ass, so I sat back by Durk and watched as he passed me the cup he just poured.
"Man, lil folks raw...," I said, taking a sip, my eyes following her every move. I watched as she bent over throwing ass, realizing she was wearing some sort of skirt and short contraption. She was definitely with me tonight, on King David.
Durk chuckled, shaking his head. "Ion even wanna hear dat... kill the visual, Jesus," he said, drinking from his cup.
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