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Ashanti Amani Williams - Bronx, New York.
"YO MIDDLE NAME IS BETTER THEN YO FIRST NAME" Nelly admitted combing through her new black bob, "I knowww, might start telling people to call me Amani."
GET YOU by Daniel Ceaser blasted through the base of the speaker, she swooped her edges, in a nice heart shape, fixing it with her finger tip, she continued on the rest of them, swooping them to the side.
She sprayed some got2b spray on her edge brush, trying to get them as slick as possible, she had her braids still in, they were lasting long foreal, and they was tight like she liked it.
WOCKESHA by moneybagg yo blasted through her car speaker, she rapped along to the song as she drove to her mothers house, she tapped her fresh manicured fingers onto the steering wheel.
"Brown skin purple hair, stingy wit' her hard to share, but she mine" Ashanti rapped along, she made a sharp right, parking into her mothers driveway.
She flipped her braids to the right, grabbing her black tote bag, and fixed her all black wife beater, she dusted off her Antonia Bubblegum Pink Cargos, she made sure her outfit looked okay.
She popped the door open, stepping out the car, she shut the door behind her, strutting up the driveway, "She think she grown, wearing that shit" A grandma rambled, absolutely talking about Ashanti. She looked back observing the grandma's face, she never seen her before.
She quietly laughed before stepping into the porch, she knocked on the door like a whole dude, mainly because she hung around her brother to much when she was younger, "Who is it!" RASHONDAyelled for the other person on the side of the door to hear her. "It's Ashanti!"
Rashonda opened the door, taking a look at her daughter, she pouted slightly, not seeing her in a while, "I missed you baby!" Rashonda pulled her in for a hug, wrapping her arms around her tightly, "I missed you more mama" Ashanti wrapped her arms around her the same way.
"Ouuu you cooking ma?" Ashanti walked into the house, kicking her shoes off, placing her Marc Jacobs tote bag down on the table, "Yeah, where yo' sister and brother?" Rashonda walked into the kitchen, "They supposed to be on they way, we having a cookout right?" Ashanti set down on the black leather couch, she pulled her phone out her pocket, texting Nelly when they was gone arrive.
