MoneyBagg Yo
"Damn Bagg, check out those two broads at the do'." One of MoneyBagg Yo homeboys said.
He glanced at the door, and instantly knew that he was getting one of their numbers. "Shorty in the pink is going home with me," he said confidently.
Just as he said that, the hostess sat them across from them in a booth in which he could see them, but they would have to look really hard to see him.
"Damn, look at how that ass is moving.. I bet that's all real." He said to his homeboy. "I'm tryna get with shorty in the yellow," "She has the body of a goddess and look at them Damn legs." His homeboy Jay said while licking his lips.
They looked at each other with a knowingly look of confidence. They were use to getting whoever they wanted whenever they wanted and knew for sure that these girls were going to the room with them tonight.
This was his last night in Atlanta before he went back to Memphis, so he was ready to smoke some good gas and fuck a bad bitch. He called over his waitress and made a special request.
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Dream
"About time we got a seat, it's packed up in here!" Sheda said. "It was your idea to come here anyways, but I'm about to fuck this food up, ya hear me?" Dream said while laughing.
As they were glancing at the menu's, the waitress came over. "Excuse me ladies, the gentlemen over there asked me to bring you this bottle of champagne." They both immediately looked over, and saw who she was taking about.
"Ma'am, exactly how much is this bottle?" Dream asked. "This champagne is $400." "Okay, do me a favor and put it on my tab and send him this bottle back, along with two more please.
Tell him thanks for the offer, but we're good." The waitress looked surprised. "Are y'all sure? That's a lot of money." Dream and Sheda Laughed.
Sheda passed the lady two one hundred dollar bills and said, "This is for your troubles of walking back and forth, and can you send our waitress over.. we're ready to order. Thank you!"
"Oh, and by the way trust me when I say we're good. Do as I said please." Dream added in. The waitress quickly scurried off. "I hate a nigga that thinks money is the key to get some pussy. Like my nigga at least speak." Dream said angrily.
"Yes, like we're not broke bitches so they have to come harder than a damn bottle of champagne." "And then that waitress almost pissed me off, like bitch just do as you were told. Clearly we know how much it would be once you told us the price."
Sheda said.
"Exactly! And shit money don't impress me when I have my own." Dream said while letting out a slight chuckle.
Their waitress finally came to the table, "Hello ladies, my name is Miya and I'll be taking care of you today, what can I start you off with?" She asked with a smile.
"Finally, some good service." Dream said laughing. "I'll take the bottomless mimosas, and the strawberry French toast with a bacon omelet please." "I'll take the two egg breakfast scrabbled with cheese, hash browns and bacon. I'll also do the bottomless mimosas." Sheda said.
"Thank you ladies, I'm going to put your order in and I'll be back with your mimosas." The waitress said as she walked away.
"In other news bitch, tell me what happened last night." Sheda said. "Girlllllll, so yesterday after I finished my performances, instead..."
"Excuse me." someone cut me off, and when we looked up, it was him.
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FanfictionDream wasn't your average third year medical student, she lived a double life. After a bad break up Sophomore year, and no financial support from home stripping was her main source of income. By day she was in class, doing clinicals, and at night sh...
