As Im walking home listening to music on my phone, i see this black Cadillac Escalade pull up beside me. I took out one of the buds and the person in the drivers seat rolled down the passenger window. It was that boy I bumped into earlier in school.
????: u want a ride?
Tay: umm....sure. i said walking towards the truck and hopping into the passenger seat.
The ride was quiet for a minute, until he broke the silence.
????: so umm, i never got your--
Tay: Taylor. but u can call me Tay.
????: well Tay, my name is Andre, but u can call me Dre.
Tay: well Dre, make a right and then the 5th house on the left.
He chuckled. we pulled up into my driveway and I thanked him. just when i was about to get out I felt a tug on my arm.
Dre: can i get your number??
Tay: sure. I grabbed his phone and put my number in. I saved my name as "Tayy <3" in his phone. when he saw it he just smiled.
He made sure I was in the house first before he left. I walked up to my room and laid my bag down. I plugged my phone up to my beats pill and played one of my favorites songs everytime mom bring a nigga up in here. Step Daddy by Trick Daddy.
you ain't my daddy
what you say?
you ain't my daddy
what i thought you said
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you ain't my daddy
shut up
you ain't my daddy
shut up
you ain't my daddy
shut up
you ain't my daddy
shut up
imma call yo momma
call my momma
imma tell yo momma
tell my momma
you so bad
im so bad, you just mad cuz you ain't my daddy
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I started bobbing my head to the music until the devil walks in.......
