Can't Let You Go

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Ooh ya-ya
Bitch back up off me
You don't know me
I'm too clean
I'm too holy
Bitch I'm Godly
I only go for real niggas
Who don't brag bout what they bought me
Cause they know I got them back
I'll fuck me up some commas.
If I fuck and make you come
You gotta promise not to stress me
Don't be blowing up my phone and don't be leaving voice messages
Saying I can do you right
I'll do you better than your exes
I told that nigga to stop it
He was talking out his necklace
See the difference is with me
I never need a nigga ever
I'll leave'em where I met him
Ian tripping off no exes
Goons in the cut
Try to talk you out yo necklace
Don't you ever disrespect me
Pussy don't be disrespectful
: Back up by Dej Loaf ft Big Sean
                Lyric P.O.V

            I oiled by legs down and slid on my gold Armoni pumps. Money and Mel wanted to go out and I could use a party day. King is at home with his wife after being laid up with me for a whole month. Oh well.

           I'm currently dressed in a sexy ass white bodice dress that stops a little below my ass. My breasts are sitting up and my ass is sitting out. I had flat-ironed my hair, so it hung down freely. My make-up was light and cute. Simple blush, mascara, and gold avion lipstick.

           My doorbell suddenly rang. I thought it was Mel. I grabbed my small gold clutch and made by way into the living room and saw Kyren sitting on the couch. He looked me up and down. "Where you going?" He asked me.

            "Out," I said.

           "Out where?" He asked.

           "Do you have a daughter name Lyric?" I asked him. He mugged me.

         "I hope you don't think you going out in that damn dress," he said. I gave him a look.

            "No I don't think I'm going out in this damn dress. I know I'm going out in this damn dress because I'm grown. I just might find a man while I'm out," I shrugged.

          "And I just might find yo ass in a hospital. Play with it," he snapped.

            "King you act like I'm married to you. We just fucking," I shrugged.

            "That's all this is to you?" He asked. "After everything we done did."

          "King you're married," I reminded him.

           "And I'm always with you," he reminded me.

          "But you're married," I said. He looked at me.

          Then he backed my ass up into the wall. "I think I'm gone catch me a nigga tonight. Don't I look good in white?" I asked. He smirked.

          "I'll show you what you look good in," he said pulling up the hem up of dress.

          "King no. My sis- Sssss! Ahhh! King," I yelled out as he thrusted his tongue between my lips.

              He was sitting criss-cross on the floor. My back was against the wall and he was looking me in my eyes. I grabbed his head as he flicked his tongue on my clit. I felt my clit go numb.

             His tongue continued to swirl around inside me. And I felt myself about to release. But he stopped. I was panting and breathing hard and my legs were numb. I looked down at him with a mug.

          "Why didn't you finish?" I asked him.

         "Yo man you about to go find will finish," he said then dropped my ass. I can't believe his ignorant ass. He laid on my bed and my phone began to ring.  "Its Mel," he said.