🔻ROBYN POV
Sunday | April 29th 2015| 40/40 Club | Manhattan, NY | 1:55am
I walked inside the 40/40 club with Mel to my left and Lauren walking in front of me, I had my hand draped over her shoulder as we walked around security.
I spotted my label fam immediately and Onika was already glaring at me with that particular scowl.
This bitch dipped out on me after fucking with my head, and had the nerve to be scowling at me.
I chuckle to myself pushing my Ray Bans up over my eyes and I make my way over to them. Kelly and Bey were sitting on the couch sipping the new drink Nicki had just launched, Myx Moscato .
Now that was one thing I admired about Nic. She was such a boss and that shit was so sexy. I loved a woman who was about her business.
But fuck that trapped in the closet routine, it was getting old. She was a grown ass woman, and she needed to act like it.
I was done being there whenever she needed me.
I noticed Cyn's fine married ass, looking amazing. Almost made me forget about Lauren on my arm...almost.
"Oh shit we got the whole dream team in the building tonight! What up RihRih. Flawless records in the building. You came at 2 AM. but at least you came." DJ Envy clowns on the MIC.
I laugh flipping my middle finger at him. I wave to the fans going crazy as I step behind the VIP ropes.
I reach down and grab my phone out my pocket and text Envy's light bright ass.
R: Play my new shit nigga! Perfect for the clubbbb!
E: yes ma'am send me the track
I email him the track I'd just finished in the studio last week in LA. It was going to be on my new album Unapologetic. It was called "Pour It Up".
The shit was dumb hard. I was just high in the studio one day and a producer sent me the beat. The words just started coming to me.
I look up from my phone and move over to to where Kelly and Bey sat.
"Hi!! You both look fucking amazing. Sorry I'm so late." I say falling between them. I was already pretty twisted.
Melissa & Lauren took a seat on the couch next to us.
"Envy bouta' play my new shit. Y'all gon love it." I say reaching into the ice bucket grabbing a peach Myx.
The beat started playing and my voice came blaring through the speakers.
I look to my right at Onika. Why did she have to look extra fine? Her bright green crop top was cut just so her underboob could show.
Surprisingly Nicki was bobbing her head as the song continued.
The crowd was loving it. I hopped up on the couch in VIP and started singing along to my lyrics.
Bey sipped her drink through a straw as she and Kelly harmonized the bridge.
"This is hot Rih." Kelly yells to me over the music.
