Changez

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"What's my weakness? Men! Okay then, chillin, chillin, minding my business! Yo Left, I looked around and I couldn't believe this! I swear, I stared. My niece is my witness- the brother had it going on with somethin kinda-"

"Ooh! Wicked wicked! Had to kick it, I'm not shy, so I asked for the digits. A hoe no, that don't make me see what I want, slip slide to it swiftly. Felt it in my hips, so I dipped back to my bag of tricks then I flipped for a tip-"

"If y'all don't shut y'all asses up!" Aaliyah barked, irritated.

Lisa and I stopped rapping and glared at her.

"Who she talking to?" Left raised her eyebrow.

"I don't know, girl..." I pulled my neck back.

"I'm talking to y'all! I'm here bored and y'all having the time of y'all lives. Let's hit up the mall or the county fair!" She hissed.

"We broke! Well, I am... How bout you, Mo?" Left looked over at me.

"Shiiiitt. You know I ain't got no coins." I shrugged.

"Well, I do. Robert gave me hella dead presidents. Let's bounce, I'll pay for all of us. Popcorn, cotton candy, games, whatever y'all want!" She clapped.

"I don't feel right going out without my own paper, Liyah. You know that." Lisa scratched her head.

Even though I never had my own money, I felt her. I hated people paying for me, It made me feel poor even though I technically was.

"Oh, please. quit illin and come on! I'll drive."
She yanked on us.

"What you driving?! Your funky ass hoopty?" Left cracked.

"Nope, Robert's Cadillac. What you driving?" Aaliyah popped her tongue.

"Don't get ill, Liyah. That dude old enough to be ya uncle." I joked.

"Real talk!" Lisa agreed.

"Virgin asses." She exhaled, unlocking the car door's.

"Last time I checked, so were you. So what you saying?" Left asked.

Aaliyah shrugged and hummed to herself.

"Bitch, no! Rob? Rob did that!? No wonder you acting all stank. You ain't got a cherry no mo!" Left clapped.

"Yeah, whatever. Y'all just keep up, okay? Don't wanna have to leave y'all behind because y'all wet behind the ears." She held a manicured finger up.

"Where y'all going ?!" Pac poked his head out the window.

"Out, nukka!" Aaliyah called back.

"Ain't nobody talkin to you, lil boy!" He barked.

"Why you yelling out the window like you ain't got no damn sense?!" Lisa hollered.

"Mo! Hey, girl! Mo- where you going without me?!" He held his hands up, in a shrugging motion.

"To the carnival, Pac. You wanna come with?" I smiled.

"NOPE. Sorry, car's full. Maybe next time, roach face." Aaliyah blocked, unsurprisingly.

"We filming today, I'm good! Aye, Liyah! You dropped somethin!" Pac continued to be ghetto and called out the window.