Before I Could Blink Jasmine Was Being Stomped Out On The Ground , Wit' All Types Of Heels.
If It Was Anybody Else I Woulda Stepped Back And Let That Shit Rock But I Wasn't Finna Make My Girl Go Out Like That.
I Stepped In And Tried Pulling One Of Kim Friends Bianca, Off Jasmine Hair, Which Was Now Hanging By The Roots. Had My Baby Looking Like Caillou.
Of Course Nobody Stepped In To Help Me Cause They Was Busy Recording, Shit I Ain't Give A Fuck If I Was A Man Or Not. There Was Six Of Them And One Of Me.
After A Good Minute I See Someone Flying Over To Finally Help Me Put A Stop To These Chicks Beating The Breaks Off Jasmine. It Was Pete. The Only Reason This Nigga Was Helping Was Because This Was His House And They Were Fucking His Shit Up.
A Few More People Helped Me Step In To Break It Up And As Soon As I Pulled Jasmine Out The Mix She Was Tryna Go After Them.
"Bitch You Dead !" Jasmine Screamed As I Was Fetching Her Out The Door. "Don't Let Me Catch You Outside, Hoe!"
"It Ain't Hard To Find Me, You Know Where I'm At!" Kim Yells Back.
I Don't Know How She Did It Or Where She Even Got It From But Jasmine Picked Up A Half Empty Bottle Of Grey Goose And Threw It.
It Didn't Hit Nobody But It Surely Came Close To Smacking Kim And One Of Her Friends That Was Standing Next To Her. That Only Fueled Them Up More As They Tried To Get Passed Everyone To Get To Jasmine But We Were Already Out The Door And Down The Driveway.
"Put Me Down, Tre!" Jasmine Barks Prying My Hands Off Her. "She Wanna Get Crazy Cause Her Peoples Wit' Her But Watch When I Catch Her--"
"You Ain't Gon' Do Shit, You Not Bout' That Life, She Ain't Bout That Life, Ya'll Both Needa Chill."
Jasmine Threw Her Hands Up. "Shut Up Tre! This Is All Your Fault You Don't Fuckin' Listen! I Asked You Not To Call Her Over To Where We Was--"
Bitch Had To Be Playing, Right? "Fuck You Mean My Fault? So You Mean It's My Fault They Jumped You? You Actin' Like I Could Control What They Do. And Whatchu Mean Don't Call Her Over? That's My Baby Mama J, I Gotta Find Out What's Going Down, Right?"
She Rolled Her Eyes Making Some Tears Fall, Her Makeup Was Smudged All Over Her Face, A Few Cuts And Bruises On Her Chocolate Skin And A Busted Lip.
"Look, Whatever, Tre I'm Going Home. Can I Have The Car Keys?"
I Pat Myself Down And Pull It Out My Back Pocket , I'd Ask Pete, Mike Or One Of Them To Drop Me Home, Later.
"Can I Get A Kiss?" I Say Smiling.
She Sucks Her Teeth And Mumbles Something Smart Before Turning And Leaving Me On The Sidewalk.
Damn, Look At That Ass ! I Think.
"Imma Be Home Later Tonight!" I Shout After Her.
Now To Go Deal With Kim's Ass.
