Can There Be Love [Book 2]

Chapter 16

August Alsina POV

I sit down beside Cassie and talk just a lil' bit but at the same time I am focusin' on Nicki in the booth.

"Start it one more time." Nicki says.

[Sir-Mix-A-Lot intro]

My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

[Nicki Minaj: Verse 1]

Boy toy named troy, used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer money, he was getting some coins
Was a shooter with the law, but he live in a palace
Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping my stylish
Now thats r-r-real, gun in my purse, bitch I came for us to kill
Who wanna go first? I had them push daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half of pill
I'm on some dumb shit

[Hook]

By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck em in my automobile
And I'm hitting it with his girls, and he telling me to chill
And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
Say he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab
So I pulled up in the Jag, and I hit em with the jab like

[Sir-Mix-A-Lot: Chorus]

My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

[Nicki Minaj ]
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Look at her butt (look at her butt)

[Nicki Minaj : Verse 2]

This dude named Michael used to buy motorcycles
Dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel
Real country ass nigga, let me play with his rifle
Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil
Now that bang bang bang, I let him hit it cause he slang cocaine
He toss my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me romaine
I'm on some dumb shit

[Hook]

By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck em in my automobile
And I'm hitting it with his girls, and he telling me to chill
And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
Say he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab
So I pulled up in the Jag, Mayweather with the jab like

[Sir-Lance-A-Lot: Chorus]

My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

[Nicki Minaj]

Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Look at her butt (Look at her butt)

[Chorus ]
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

Don't don't don't, my anaconda don't
Don't want none unless you got buns, hun

[Nicki Minaj]

Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Yeah, he love this fat ass
Yeah, this one is for my bitches with a fat ass in the fucking club
I said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club?
Fuck the skinny bitches, fuck the skinny bitches in the club
I wanna see all the big fat ass bitches in the motherfucking club
Fuck you if you skinny bitches WHAT?

I got a big fat ass
Come on

"When Nicki comes out, tell her I said call me later on." Cassie said to me.

"Okay," nodding my head.

"Bye August!" Cassue waves.

"Bye!" I said back.

Cassie gets up and leaves the studio and Nicki takes off her headsets and walk out of the booth. She just looks at me wit' a huge blush on her face as she looks and asks 'bout where Cassie went. I tell her what Cassie told me when Nicki tells the producer to excuse himself outta the studio.

"August, what are you doin' here?" Nicki whispers.

"I wanted to stop by and see you." I said.

"Shush! Keep yo' voice down August." Nicki shushs me.

"Anyway, I'm gon' tonight wit' the boys. You don't mind, right?" I ask. She just looks at me wit' a blank face. Did I say somethin' wrong?

"Nah, it's cool. I don't mind." She took it better than I thought.

"Anyway, what were y'all two cats talkin' 'bout?" She adds.

"Cats?!" I mock her.

"August?" Nicki archs her eyebrow.

"Somebody jealous?" I ask, still mockin' her.

"Ain't nobody even jealous nigga. I'm just askin' a question. " Nicki says.

"Baby, you ain't got nothin' to be jealous' bout. Look at yo'self. You good." I said, pushin' up on her against the wall.

"You smart," I kinda start mockin' DJ Khaled from the song.

Nicki giggles and squeals. "I'm not. I'm not. I'm just askin' a question boo."

"Okay, well, lemme answer it."

"Alright," she says.

"Answer it. No more playin'."