Jazzy: Ok (cough cough)
Ray: What all was my phone
Jazzy: U don't have to lie Ray
Ray: Am not lying to you (his sleeve falls down)
Jazzy: Is that a tattoo ...????!!! Oooooooooo Am Telling (grabs phone)
Ray: Give me the fucking phone (snatches the phone) And u won't get this back
Jazzy: Bet if I don't get it back I'll snitch like a three year old girl
Ray: get the phone (throws it on the bed)
Jazzy: (Gets phone and runs downstairs) Am finna snitch
Ray: (runs after her) Stop playing man
Jazzy: U 18 Ray (trips over toy and falls on back) Fuck that hurt
Ray: So am still living with my mama she said whateva I do Tay gon do
Jazzy: Awwwwwww (gets up and lays on couch ....phone rings)
Jazzy: Hello
Mommy: U just wait
Jazzy: What I do
Mommy: Ya got on them shorts and that cut up shirt and them piercings and tattoos Now Kay want some
Jazzy: What u want me to do
Mommy: As long as Ray don't get nun
Jazzy: (Gets nervous) huh yea
Mommy: Does Ray have any tattoos Dont lie to me
Jazzy: Yes Yes he do
Mommy: Both of y'all going to have a talk with me and my sister today so go home and put on some comfortable clothes and come back to the house (hangs up)
Ray: What she say
Jazzy: We gon have a talk
Ray: Fuck man u should've lied
Jazzy: Am not a lie_yer like u
Ray: anyway where u going for ur birthday
Jazzy: Don't worry bout that
Ray: plz tell me cuz my friends/Brothers wanna meet u
Jazzy: Hell No
Ray: My mama don't care really its gon b a 15minute talk
Jazzy: ya auntie coming
Ray: 5 minute talk .....plz
Jazzy: ok But my friends coming cuz I don't trust all Y'ALL niggas at the same time (phone rings)
Jazzy: Yesssssss
Mommy: Y'all grown and its yo birthday so 4get the talk I was just playing lol have fun love ya
Jazzy: Awwww love ya too (hangs up)
