I walked to the edge of the stage.
Me:Wassup Cleveland!!!
They cheered and screamed.
Me:*smiles* Ya'll wanna know some crazy I always feel pressure when I do a show in cleveland cause I gotta lot to live up to!
They all cheered and said some things amongst the clearest
Girl:WE LOVE YOU!!
Me:*laughs/smiles* Well s**t I love ya'll n**gas too
They all laughed and cheered and the next instrumental started and I went by the girls and danced as I rapped.
Me:Bad b**ches link up, link up I just pulled up in a Brink's truck Bad b**ches link up, link up I just pulled up in a Brink's truck Hunnid thousand dollars, cuban link up, yeah All this drip on me, I f**k the sink up Bad b**ches link up, link up I just pulled up in a Brink's truck
I walked to the edge of the stage holding their hands as I walked across.
Me:Windows tinted, presidential, f**k a limo Damn your rental, blew that s**t on incidental ki pulled up at the club, change the tempo Me f**kin' with you, not my M.O Make a scene, made the cover magazines In yo' face, b**ch, this ain't Maybelline Rafaello, VVS's, bling bling Head coach, I might put you on the team
I walked back over to the girls and danced with them rapping the chorus
Me:Bad b**ches link up, link up I just pulled up in a Brink's truck Bad b**ches link up, link up I just pulled up in a Brink's truck Hunnid thousand dollars, cuban link up, yeah All this drip on me, I f**k the sink up Bad b**ches link up, link up I just pulled in a Brink's truck
I walked to the edge of the stage and climbing on one of speakers looking down at the crowd and dancing while doing this verse
Me:And I-and I brought some young bad b**ches in here Ain't no room for mad b**ches in here Call me ki, Houdini, doing tricks with a saw For my next act, watch-watch me cut these b**ches off Yeah I'm a boss Pink diamond, cuban link, that's sauce Pink mink dripping like a sink when I floss Take a trip, let him book it for me G-gps your n**ga if you're looking for me
While performing ya'll know we see everything tell me why I seen this old a** man touching on some girls. Now I aint know how old this girl was but she definitely wasn't 18. I seen him arguing with what looks like could be the sister or mother. I got down my verse was flowing but I put my hand up at dub who stopped the track. I walked to the edge of the stage.
Me:Yo my n**ga Imma need you to stop touching on these young ladies
Everyone in the crowd looked at him and he was like 40-50 years old.
Me:Do ya'll know him?
Ladies:No
Man:I'm allowed to be here I paid
Me:Ion give a f**k if you paid you not bouta sit up in here touching on little girls my n**ga f**k catcha case n**ga you can catch these hands
Man:F**k you
Me:matta of fact security get this mothaf**ka outta here
They went over and removed him and I pulled the 2 ladies on stage. I spoke to them off the mic.
Me:ya'll ight?
Girl:Yeah
Me:whats ya'll name
Girl:I'm Nicky and this is Jade
Me:ya'll wanna rock for the rest of this song
They nodded eagerly smiling, I pulled them to my dancers and taught them some moves real quick.
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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...
