Trap at Magic

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"Damn it's so many hoes in here" Ivy said rubbing his hands together.

"Nigga stop bringing bitches to my house. That's what you got a trap house for bitch" I told Ivy. He started laughing, "my bad bo."

Bitches can't know where a nigga like me live. We started following the bottle girls to our section with Dom and his niggas. They was some bad hoes I can't lie. I looked to my right to see Ivy putting down on one of the bottle girls already, I just shook my head. As soon as I turned back around to walk straight, I bumped into this fine ass bitch.

She had on tight ass black dress, it was that sheer shit. Her stomach was flat and ass fat as fuck. When I saw her hair, I knew who it was. She didn't even look up at me.

"Damn nigga, what you blind? Excuse me!" She put her hand up and kept walking. I slight grabbed her arm and she was about to punch me. I grabbed her arm in midair.

"You good ma?" I smiled at her. She gave me a fake smile like she was nervous or something.

"Hi Trap. Excuse me." She proceeded to her section where I saw Imani, Angel, and two other girls. It was weird hearing her call me Trap.

She looked better in person than she did on that picture. I had to get her off my mind. We walked into the section and dapped each other up. Me and Dom took a picture for Instagram. I looked up to see London section was directly across from us in plain view.

"Damn nigga you depressed? You miss yo bitch huh?" Ivy laughed while drinking out the bottle.

"A nigga ain't hard up bout no bitch stop playin wit me" I said as I popped my Gucci shirt. I looked up to see Ashley and Jasmine walking in with two females. I was already halfway through the henny bottle and I was tired of London shaking her ass like a thot.

I smiled at Jasmine and nodded for her to come over. I signaled at the security to let them through.

"What's up?" I gave them both a hug.

"Nigga you lucky you settled for what that dumb ass bitch did or we would not be cool." Jasmine said looking up at me. She was about 5'5 and slim with a lil ass on her. She is pretty as fuck though and she got good throat.

"Come on mane you can't be mad wit a real nigga forever." I smiled at her. I know she miss me. She sat on my lap and got on her phone. I told her put that shit up. When I looked up I saw London staring at me with a evil ass grin. I looked at her and started talking to Jasmine again. Bullet ugly ass was talking to Ashley. Her ass must be desperate.

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