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Kennedy's POV
It's the day before new years and me and the girls are going to new york and elijah decided that he wanted to come so he's coming with us and we all driving down there together.

I'm gonna be meeting his friends and he's gonna be meeting mine for the first time so i guess this is a step further to us being official maybe but i'm getting ready for this trip so i got a little bag and start packing.

We are staying for 3 days so i got a little small suit case and i packed my new years outfit and and some chill outfit since it's gonna be cold in new york but my new years dress is short so imma be cold but i'm gonna still wear it.

I'm finish packing and i call jada and paris to see if they on the way and they said they was so i just went down stairs and talked to my family.

Hey guys. I said

Hey kennedy you've been mia lately and been out a lot lately. My mom said

Yeah i've been out with friends and just having fun. I said

Kennedy you sure. My dad said

Yeah why y'all asking?I asked

Cause one day paris and jada came looking for you and we thought y'all was together. My parents said

Okay, damn im talking to this boy. I said

That's all you had to say.My mom said

How old is he? My dad asked

He's 21. I said

Okay, but if he breaks your heart just let me know. My dad said

Okay but don't kill him dad. I said

I wont lol. He said

After talking to them i went to my brother room to tell them i was gonna be gone for 3 days because they'll end up texting me worrying about me, i told him and now it's time to leave because they are here.

So i walk down stairs and seen them and we hopped in my car and i turned on a song called my type by saweetie.

Hennessy on my lips, take a sip
Privacy on the door, I'ma make the shit grip

Rich n*gga, eight figure, that's my type
(Thats my type, n*gga that's my type)
Eight-inch big, ooh, that's good pipe
(Bad bitch, I'ma ride that dick all night)
Rich n*gga, eight figure that's my type
(Thats my type, n*gga that's my type)
Eight-inch big, ooh, that's good pipe
(Thats my type n*gga that's my type)

New wrist, new whip, ride around dipped
I can see why, all these basic hoes pissed
Bust down wrist, not a bust down bitch(Ah)
Said i want your man, no fuck I dont sis (Uh, uh)
If he a rich n*gga, why he still hitting licks?(Licks)
N*ggas spending bread but he still can't hit
Bitch please (Bitch), Lamborghini keys
Pussy dripping ice, he get flown out to me
Bitch please, I want a man with the Bs (Yeah)
Pussy form the bay, going dumb on the D

Hennessy on my lips, take a sip
Privacy on the door, I'ma make the shit grip

Rich n*gga, eight figures, that's my type
(Thats my type, n*gga that's my type)
Eight-inch big, ooh, that's good pipe
(Bad bitch, I'ma ride that dick all night)
Rich n*gga, eight figures, that's my type
(That's my type, n*gga that's my type)
Eight-inch big, ooh, that's good pipe
(Thats my type n*gga that's my type)

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