Power Trip || Beyonce & J.Cole

13.

"Bey baby I'm ready to leave." I groaned for the hundredth time.

She had decided that she wanted us to do some more shopping for the baby.

I was not having fun.

We've been out for 4 hours straight.

She basically bought everything she seen.

"Cole he needs more shoes!" She said looking that them.

"Girl he got 50 pairs of shoes. Nope we paying for this then going home." I said giving her stuff to her bodyguard.

"But-but look Cole." She said pulling out a pair of Jordan's matching the ones I had at home.

I had to admit they were pretty cute. "Bey your suppose to be on bed rest anyway."

"Fine. But can we still get some food." She asked.

"Of course." I said kissing her head. "Let's pay for this so we can leave."

•

"Damn this is so good." Bey moaned.

"You gon have to stop moaning like that." I laughed.

"I'm sorry this is just the best thing ever!" She said excitedly.

"Has baby boy keep been kickin' you today?" I said rubbing her belly.

"Yeah but I'm used to it now. He loves it when you rub my stomach."

"Who you think he gon' look like," I asked.

"I hope you."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I just want him to look just like you." She said taking a drink. "Except my baby hair isn't going to be like yours."

"Stop talking about my hair." I laughed.

"What are you trying to do with it?" She asked while putting her hands in my head.

"I don't know. I want it free and all over."

"Blue going to be sad when you cut it." She said.

"Who said I was cutting it?" I asked.

"Me."

"I might cut it. Just fo' you." I smiled.

"Thank you." She said leaning in and pecking my lips.

"Now let's go home. My feet are starting to sore."

•

"Beyonce can you please get the door. I can't do two things at a time." I told her. "Who the fuck invented cribs?"

I continued to hear the door ring, Bey should've got it already.

I got up and walked to the front door.

"Whad'up HOV."

"Hey man. Why your here?" He said looking a outside the door. "Did I get the wrong house?"