We worked on another beat and I bounced some ideas off Megan, she's been around music enough to know what sounds good and what doesnt after finishing writing I got in the booth and sang.
Me:You're bad for my health I should probably get some help I can't control myself, I'm addicted to the hell My heart is getting sick from the tar that's on your lips Yeah, you're bad for my health You should hurt somebody else You're bad for my health I should probably get some help I can't control myself, I'm addicted to the hell My heart is getting sick from the tar that's on your lips Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health
That was the chorus the engineer restarted the track and I sang the first verse.
Me:Sleepless nights and cigarettes My daily dose of internet And all the things I shoulda quit, but never did, oh Evil voices in my head I woke up in a strangers bed I lost my phone in Amsterdam, it's 5 AM I'm a natural disaster But even after all that I do It's you who's gonna be the death of me And none of this matters Baby , it's you, it's you
The chorus played and I sang the second verse
Me:Diets that I shouldn't try, it feels like social suicide And honestly, it's cyanide, I'm 'bout to die Been 21 since 17, thanks to all the magazines Man, sometimes, I just wanna scream and break my screen I'm a natural disaster But even after all that I do It's you who's gonna be the death of me And none of this matters Baby, it's you, it's you
The chorus played and I sang the last verse
Me:Dear society, you've pushed me to the edge So here's some clarity The truth is, you're the one who's always there for me With my daily dose of internet And all the things that I should quit, but can't Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
And the chorus finished it I walked out of the booth and he played it back.
Daisy:This song is literally the truth
Me:Yeah
Added to album. We worked on another beat and I got in the booth and I rapped probably one of the funniest songs I've ever made.
Me:Ey, ey, put the p**sy on him, make him tap out She gon' make a n**ga bring them racks out Rich n**ga, I need me a big tipper Heard he lyin' on hi' dick, he a b**ch n**ga He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty Shawty pull up on you, no panties He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty He don't want no bougie b**ch, he like 'em ratchet I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty If he broke, then a n**ga get curved Left my ex, he was ge'in' on my nerv' B**ch, I'm quick to kick a n**ga to the curb P**sy sound like macaroni when you stir Got it wet, wet, n**ga, where the check at? I'ma be the best you ever had, you can bet that Got it wet, wet, n**ga, where the check at? I'ma be the best you ever had, you can bet that Put the p**sy on him, make him tap out She gon' make a n**ga bring them racks out Rich n**ga, I need me a big tipper Heard he lyin' on hi' dick, he a b**ch n**ga He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty Shawty pull up on you, no panties He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty He don't want no bougie b**ch, he like 'em ratchet He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty Shawty pull up on you, no panties He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty He don't want no bougie b**ch, he like 'em ratchet I said bend it over, love the way yo do that there Take that dick, baby don't be scared All that a** on you, baby, it ain't fair There's a lot of big-booty freak b**ches in here P**sy water like a lake, I'ma make the s**t shake Got him bustin' like the drake, n**ga askin' for a break I'ma put it on his face, I'ma a ride it like a wraith All gas, no breaks, then I ask him how it tastes I'ma put the p**sy on him, make him tap out She gon' make a n**ga bring them racks out Rich n**ga, I need me a big tipper Heard he lyin' on hi' dick, he a b**ch n**ga He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty Shawty pull up on you, no panties He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty He don't want no bougie b**ch, he like 'em ratchet He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty Shawty pull up on you, no panties He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty He don't want no bougie b**ch, he like 'em ratchet I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty
I walked out the booth.
Becka:*smiles* dis s**t gonna be a club banger
Me:*smiles* meg how much time do we have
Megan:About an hour
Me:You think we can chop up a music video in that time?
Megan:Yeah we'd have to pick up some equipment
Me:lets go
I put on my sunglasses and we left security stood around us. We went to the store bought some cameras, stabilizers etc. We found a filmographer and got all the girls and we went to a beach. We changed into some uh...revealing clothes but not to revealing nothing that'll get it age restricted.
Me:Alright lets go
First scene
"Ey, ey, put the p**sy on him, make him tap out She gon' make a n**ga bring them racks out Rich n**ga, I need me a big tipper Heard he lyin' on hi' dick, he a b**ch n**ga He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty Shawty pull up on you, no panties He like 'em freaky, he like 'em nasty He don't want no bougie b**ch, he like 'em ratchet I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty I'm a freak, yeah, I'm nasty"
We shook our a** in the sand listening to some turn up music. I stood up with Becka and Kaylaa and we smacked the other girls a**es then I shook and popped a bottle of champagne over them causes everyone to laugh and dance. This would be a reoccuring clip.
Second Scene
"If he broke, then a n**ga get curved Left my ex, he was ge'in' on my nerv' B**ch, I'm quick to kick a n**ga to the curb P**sy sound like macaroni when you stir Got it wet, wet, n**ga, where the check at? I'ma be the best you ever had, you can bet that Got it wet, wet, n**ga, where the check at? I'ma be the best you ever had, you can bet that"
We got in the water splashing each other and laughing. Kiasha popped a bottle spraying it on us a then the police came we got out of the water and the officers came over.
Police man:Ladies you cannot pollute our waters with champagne now I need to see all yours ids
Me:For what?
Police Man:Ma'am please dont get hostile
Becka:We aren't doing anything wrong officer
Sierra:Theres people over there doing the same s**t
Police Man:thats different
Me:Why?
Kaylaa:Cause their white
Police Man:No-No-thats not what I said
Me:Right so why don't you be on your marry way pig
Police Man:Turn around and put your hands behind your back
Becka:Excuse you!
Police Man:I said turn around and put your hands behind your back ma'am
He then forcefully turned me placing me against his car and cuffing me. He opened his door and moved me to it I looked at the camera and smiled before getting in.
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Flourish \\ Sequel to Not a Hollywood Whore | MGK
FanfictionThis is a sequel to my first book 'Not a Hollywood Whore' This is the second step in their relationship but oo the UPS and DOWNS are REAL! One key thing to remember Keisha Love is not a woman to play with! ~~~ I DO NOT OWN ANY MUSIC IN THIS BOOK AL...
