Chapter 8

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I just sat there and thought silently to myself. About an hour or 2 later Iesha comes up the stairs in something cute and tight. She had on all black with a chanel belt bag, chanel glasses and chanel sandals

Me: Sis where we going ?

Iesha: We going to shakers

I had to think to myself for a while, i was hoping that i heard this girl incorrectly.

Me : Shakers ? On Gtown ? Fucking MAC from 5th st club ?

Iehsa : Yea , Whats the problem ?

Me: You know mac and william are brothers. I beat his brother senseless he's not gonna let me nowhere near the front door.

Iesha: Bitch you must've forgotten who you are laid up in that hospital bed . Wtf he gonna do deny us ? We are money bitch ! Everybody know bean money as long as broad street and rasul got enough to choke a fucking elephant and then you bitch you got 6 shops ! Every fucking door is open !

Me: SHe was right, i am the shit and rarely took no for an answer

We got in Iesha Benz truck . We picked up Wayneirah , Jamierah and Suki !

We were like young hoes again. We made it to the club, Iesha passed the valet the keys and 3 $20 bills. We got out looking like fucking money . I somehow peered into the crowd searching for rasul. Lord only knows why

Iesha: Sis his big ass aint here . But some ballars are, as well as a big ass bar with a lot of bottles of henny. Go loosen up ! she pushed me in the direction of the bar while she and the girl worked their magic and got us a section

I walked up to the bar, they were playing my muthafuckin jam by block boy ! Bitches was asswhole nekid hoping ans shaking their ass cheeks and pussy lips. Some girls were in the air , some hoes was on the ground . No matter what them bitches never stopped shaking .

Me: Double Shot of Henny . I screamed to the bartender

I adjusted my AP on my wrist cause niggas kept eyeing me and shit like they wanted to know what time it is or some shit.

I received my drink, i grabbed 2 straws and walked in the crowd. Unlike most boys i have a lil shape on me , my ass is kinda wide and fat so it looks like a girls butt or like i got it done . I walked through the crowd and i felt a hand on my ass, of course when i turned around to see who it was all i could see was the back of niggas heads and their beards.

I spotted Iesha and nem in a corner section , i could see they had bottles and hookah on the table. I kept on moving , bouncing my ass to the beat lowkey.

Frank: You NAJ !

Me: Frank Nitty Got The Bitches With the Big Titties !

I said joeing him ! i still proceeded to the section but before i could completely turn my head around this big nigga bumped me and knocked my drink on the ground. I only had a sip left but still !

Me: Excuse me !

IBN : My bad guy .

And to my surprise it was IBN. he had on this black milano sweat with reflector style letters so it was shining from the lights and shit.

Matched his 990's

Me: Ibn wassup

Ibn : Youngbull with the birds nest

Me: Its Elijah i said laughing giving a handshake.

Ibn: who you here with ?

Me: My sister and some girlfriends. You ?

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