Really?!

Chapter 49

Beyonce's POV

"Aye, y'all come in here with y'all laptops." I yelled.

 I was in the living room watching TV. Dr. Phil was on and they were talking about children and the music they listen to and how it affects them. That got me thinking. 

 "Ma, why you want our laptops?" Chanel asked.

 "You hiding something?" I asked.

 "No." She said.

 I took her laptop and opened it.

 "Password." I said.

 "Kind of private." She said.

 "My house has no privacy." I said laughing.

 She told me in my ear and I had to laugh, Tremaine Neverson. Her computer opened up and what do you know, Trey Songz wallpaper. Any who I went to her iTunes and scrolled through her music.

 "And you wanted our laptops because?" She asked as her and Damien sat on the couch.

 "Just seeing what y'all are listening to." I said. "Making sure it's appropriate."

 They immedialty laughed, I found nothing funny.

 "Ma, you can't be serious." Chanel said.

 I just looked at her.

 "Yo, she's serious." Damien said.

 "Ma come on." Chanel said. "My dad is Jay Z, none of his early stuff is appropriate."

 "Well just let me see what you be listening to." I said.

 I scrolled through her music. Some 90's R&B, old school Hip Hop, BIG and Tupac, Kelly Clarkson, Katy Perry, Nicki Minaj, some Go-Go, oh look me! Some Jay Z, Nas, Lil Kim, wait back up. I went under Lil Kim and saw her "Hardcore" album. I looked at her.

 "What?" She said.

 "How long you been listening to Lil Kim?" I asked.

 "Huh?" She said.

 "You heard me." I said.

 She sucked her teeth.

 "I don't know, years." She said.

 "Did you know what that stuff meant when you was listening to it?" I asked.

 "No but I figured it out later." She said.

 I closed her laptop.

 "I think we should have a talk." I said.

 "About what?" Damien asked.

 "What do you know about sex?" I asked.