𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗵||𝗣𝗶𝗺𝗽||𝗠𝘆𝗮
"Boaaa, stop playin!!" I run around forever21.
At this moment Jonathan was chasing after me trying see a titty.
"Lemme see a twin!" He begs catching his breath.
I lowered my hoes to only two. Why? Because they've been getting outta line lately.
Damarico decided to pop out at "Linez Pizza" when I was with Darkness.
So, I came to the conclusion that Jonathan and Roddy were the only ones I needed.., foreal.
Well, not exactly Roddy. I tried leaving him and it ain't work out as planned.
"Fuck outta hea' luh' ass guh'! You'n have to smack my hand that hard." He frowned.
I laughed hard as hell, "Ian even hit you that hard shorty, chilll."
"Ion like when you be callin me shordy g, that shit for niggas. Lemme hea' you call me that shit again." He mugged.
"That's how I talk. You my shorty, but g?!?" I raise my freshly done eyebrow.
"ThAtS hOw I tAlK." He mimicked.
One thing that drawn me to him was how funny he was. Plus we was a nice lil chocolate joint.
"Shuttt upp!!" I giggle.
"I need my nails done..." I smile.
I just got a fresh pair of acrylics yesterday and the shits done now, when me and Roddy were fucking he decided to pull my hair. So I nicely removed his hand. Shit went left after that.
"What? You really be making a nigga spend stacks on you." He mugged me.
This nigga was mean as hell, but was a sweetheart to me.
"Yea, LOOK AT THEM!!" I reply dramatically.
"Get the fuck!" He handed me $67.
Yea, he trippin hard. On Hakeem dead body.
"Hell? Da fukk I look like comin' in the nail sto' wit' $67?" I was steaming.
He a full blown hood nigga, how he fin' give his 'bitch' $67?
"I'm coming to the conclusion your only using me for me.." He has this mean evil look on his face.
Wayment- fren—
"Fuck out my house!" I hadda' switch shit on him.
"Don't you got a babymoms ?" I question.
I actually just wanted to know.
"Fuck out my face, I'm out." He threw up the peace.
Fuck you too shitty ass dog walker ass stank fishy need a new makeover broad!
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Today I'm just going to chill , no niggas needed.
I need this day off. From pimpin, everything.
My phone was on Do Not Distub and I was here having a spa by myself.
This is the times I wish I had a daughter or sister. This is the times I think about what drawn me to this point.
Both parents disowned me for wanting to be me. All I wanted to do was be loved.
At the time stripper life was it. Everybody knew me for fucking roun' wit' Ejay.
Ejay treated me like shit, dogged da' hell out of my ass.
And like a stupid bitch I took him back every fucking time. You see how the roles switch? I dog niggas know.
Make him think I love him, take his money, then I dip on niggas.
Exactly how I worked. I ran Ejay out his money. Where is he at now?
Call me Karma because I sholl' did come for his ass.
Never will I ever let a nigga think he can play me and get away with it, shit it's the other way around.
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Last minute update, writers circle Issa whole bitch on HAKEEM DEAD BODY!
This chapter is short as HELL in my opinion.
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