Niggas gotta come correct put respect on it, I throw it back boy you gotta put a catch on it. Ride dick good, no hands, tight grip, might slip real wet might drip from the back, slap this acrobatic hitting splits for a rich nigga, curve a bitch nigga you can't even get a pic nigga.
Karly Imani Santana
"Ma ! Your favorite daughter is here !" I closed the front door before taking a sip of my green apple Fanta soda.
"No you not hoe !" I heard Kayla yell from up the stairs as I was walking towards the kitchen where my heard my mom and Kayla
"Stinkabuttt." I ran over hugging Kylar giving her a kiss seeing the little scratch on my face.
"You beat that hoe ass ?" I asked and she nodded laughing
"Somebody had a good time with glock 7." My mom said making me laugh hard.
"Nothing happen Ma." I rolled my eyes. "What you cookin ?"
"Curry chicken and rice with black beans broccoli and corn bread." She said
"I'm def hungry."
"Yo daddy called earlier." She said and I smiled.
"How my nigga doing ?" I asked thinking about my crazy ass daddy
"Nun his raggedy ass getting out next month."
"Woodrow is the best looking nigga you ever dated. Don't argue with me." I put my hand up
"Girl. Ky daddy look better than him" She stirred the pot of curry chicken
"Girl my daddy look better than her daddy and Kayla daddy, bye."
"Kayla daddy just ugly what the fuck was I thinkin" She said and I died laughing
"You going to hell." I walked out the kitchen still laughing
I jogged up the stairs and went straight to my room to take a shower.
I sat my purse down, put my phone on the charger, and took off my jean jacket and hung it back up in my closet.
I walked in my bathroom and turned on the shower before walking out the bathroom and tying my hair up with my scarf in my top drawer
I grabbed my phone back off the charger and connected it to my speaker playing Kiddo Marv X City Girls - Real Drip (Fast)
I put on my clear water proof bonnet and stripped getting inside the shower rapping along to the lyrics.
"Boy you know I got the sauce so stop actin like I don't. baddest bitch in the city I'm who every nigga want. Im conceited, yeah I took ya man but I don't really need em" I rapped squirting some of my Dove body wash onto my rag
My FaceTime rung and I stepped out seeing it was Chyna.
"Baee." I answered the phone and I seen her in her Footlocker uniform
"Hoe why you got yo phone in the shower ?"
"Cause I can." I rolled my eyes rinsing the soap off me as I held my phone up
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Sweet Tooth | Glokknine
Teen FictionIf Ya Head Game Fie Might Keep You, I'm Looking For A Nigga With A Sweet Tooth.