Sin City

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Nas POV

"I sure do hope his ass don't want nothing doobie I got to be to work at 12." I heard a familiar voice say as I turned around seeing doobie and his sister coming in. "I know cookie chill out" he says coming to my table. I texted him to meet me at Waffle House last night and he agreed. "Wassup Nas" doobie says as I stood up doing our dap. "Sup man, hey cutie" I say looking over at his sister as she mugged me.

"Damn man why she always got an attitude when I see her" I ask watching her sit down next to him. "She's like that around people she don't know or feel too comfortable with and what you mean every time you see her" he says curiously as I sat back clearing my throat. "His ass was in MY studio session this week and I don't have an attitude." His sister says as I shook my head. "You do to baby girl but that's okay because....." I say catching myself when doobie started to stare me down.

"Because what" he says as I fanned it off. "Nothing...how old are you anyways" I ask as she picked up a menu. "Grown" she responds as I chuckled. "I can see that but I still want to know your age" I say licking my lips looking her over. She had a body of a grown woman the way her ass and breast sat but I'm pretty sure she's too young for me. "Doobie why this nigga asking me all these questions, is you the FBI or undercover cop of some shit" she says.

"Damn I just wanted to know but I'll leave you alone." I say as she rolled her eyes. "Man what you wanted got me out here in these streets early  as fuck my ass would still be in bed right now" doobie says as a waiter came over getting our order down for drinks. "I got some new shit music wise and drug wise. Also a drive by I need you to help me out with because I heard some niggas here fucking up with money. You down?" I ask as he nodded.

"Okaaaaaay so what that had to do with you sending me an email. Doobie don't let me get in none of that shit." His sister says as I looked over at her. "I seen you was working to rap independently so I figured I could help you out considering I'm a producer but the way your attitude set up I don't know" I say as she smacked her teeth. "Damn" doobie says as she mushed him. "For the last time I don't have an atti....you know what forget it I got this on my own I don't need your help." She says as I shook my head.

"See what I mean, damn you know they say when girls are always mean to niggas is that one they like them or two the need some dick" I smirked as she sighed. "Wow you real aggravating Nas. One I don't like you and two I got a nigga so shut up" she says as I chuckled. "Yeah a lil childish boyfriend, you need a MAN" I say messing with her as she grabbed her purse. "And to think I was gone listen to your shit, nah doobie let's go I'm no longer hungry" she says stepping out the booth.

"Nah Onika sit yo ass down we gone eat then I'll drop you off at work. Stop being so uptight my nigga Nas just fucking with you" he says as she sat down. "Ughhh" she pouts taking her phone out as we now ordered our meals. "Yo Keke just texted me she's on her way to pick up Layla for the weekend so looks like you'll be going in late today Nic." Doobie says. "Man what the fuck, I knew I should've drove my damn car." She spazzez rolling her eyes.

"I'll take you" I simply say as she crossed her hands over her chest. "Hell no I don't know you like to be taking me places. I'll just be late." She says as doobie spoke up. "Actually man you can do me a huge favor by dropping her off I got to get this shit to go because baby moms on her way." He says as I nodded. "Man what the hell doobie, is you serious right now. Let me call quan" she says I'm assuming her boyfriend as she dialed him up. "Hello.....quan where you....no wake the fuck up I need you to take me to work.....I'm at Waffle House....what you mean you don't have time to come way over here....QUAN.....hello" she says before throwing her phone in her purse.

"Like we said Nas will take you so go ahead and get your uniform out the car. We'll be back" doobie says as I nodded watching them get up and leave. When they came back doobie left and it was now just me and his annoying ass lil sister. "So you not gone order anything to eat" I ask as she sat across from me not saying a word. "Ohhh silent treatment huh, aight baby girl." I say as she sighed. "Could you hurry up" she says as I just looked at her giving her the same treatment she's been giving me.

After I was finished we headed to my car as she got in the backseat. "Wow you being real childish you know that girl. You could've got yo ass up here in the damn front I wasn't gone mess with yo lil annoying ass anymore." I say looking at her in the mirror as she looked back at me shook as fuck I was talking to her this way. "Um excuse the fuck out of me nigga but you better watch who you're fucking talking to before I bust a cap in yo dumb ass." She says as I pulled off making her hit her head on the window.

"Damn my bad should've had your seatbelt on, where yo lil ass work" I ask looking back at her as she frowned leaning up mushing the fuck out of my face. "The fuck is wrong with you imma tell doobie." She says as I shrugged. "I really don't give a fuck, you'll be alright again where you work." I ask stopping at the red light. "Red lobsters" she says as I glanced at her taking her uniform out realizing she didn't change. "Damn you didn't even change, could've done all that at Waffle House but you too busy showing out" I say hearing her smack her teeth.

"Oh shut the fuck up and keep your eyes up there, don't be looking back here at me either." She says as I continued driving. Glancing at the mirror I seen she had her shirt off now placing her work shirt on buttoning it up. "Damn" I whispered under my breath seeing her sexy ass black laced see through bra and how perky her nipples were. "Nas are you loo....chill out" she says making me jump. I didn't realize I was still staring at first. "I wasn't looking at you" I lied keeping my eyes on the road again.

I decided to get a glance her one more time as she was now pulling her bottoms off getting ready to pull her pants up. Damn if only I could see below but then I'd definitely wreck us. "Oh shit" I say swerving the car from hitting another. "See that's what your ass gets for staring at something you can't have" her lil annoying ass says as I looked her in the face. "Says who baby girl, you gone stop fucking with me that's all I know because if it wasn't for your brother I swear I'd been done had yo ass screaming and calling me daddy" I say hearing her giggle.

"Puhhhhhleeeeeeeaase nigga. I already do that for my nigga so shut up." She says as I nodded. "How old are you anyways, you look grown but mad childish." I ask as she sighed. "How old is you" she says as I so happily told her my age. "I'm 24, 2 years older than your brother but I forgot yo ass in high school so lemme guess you 18" I say as she said nothing. "Thats what I thought. You couldn't handle me nor this dick baby girl. We here though" I say pulling up to her job. "Damn can't get a thank you" I say as she got out slamming my door. I swear she lucky she ain't my girl but I will make it my business to have her though because her ass is definitely feeling a nigga.

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