My Rights

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August pov : Shit da way dat ass wuz swaying let meh know dat she gone get it. I wuz jus about to follow ha up da stairs wen da doorbell rang again. Im bout to cuss somone out tonite ,I adjusted my Kleins and walked to da doe.

August: Who is it

Girl: Oh have I missed that voce( laughs) Is Tyler there

August: Nigga its seven oclock at nite. Fuck you want

Girl: I need to talk to my daughter fool

August: Daughter....OH hell no!

Sheila: Well hello to you too

August: Sheila I thought dey locked your crazy ass up

Sheila: I thought you were dead. I guess we all don't get what we want for Christmas

August: Guess not. Fuck you want

Sheila: Can I come in

August: Nah dis aint da rite time

Shiela: What

August: We busy dats mean you need to bounce

Sheila: I jus want to

August: I aint ask you wat you wanted. Sheila take yo crazy self away from ha. didnt tyla go off on you 

Sheila: I was hoping she Divorced your skinny ass. 

August: Well you aint a genie so yo wish aint coming true\

Sheila: You Know she is still my daughter. I still have the right 

August: Want meh to show you yo rights 

Sheila: What are my rights scarecrow

August: Get da doe slammed in yo face (slam).....

Tyler: Baby im waiting

August: Shit daddy coming and you bout to be too 


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