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"STREETZ"

🏍 PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA 🏍

"I been going bitch ion sleep"

"Dadddddddy." Sayir smiled moving her head side to side.

"Hey tink." I smiled walking in Saylor house closing the door.

"Can I go with you ?" She wrapped her arm around my leg.

"You don't wanna stay with yo momma ? I wouldn't wanna either. The bitch is retarded." I mumbled the last part picking her up "Why yo hair all over yo head ?" I kissed her cheek.

"Mommy do it." She pointed at it.

"Where is yo momma anyways ? You know youn answers no doors."

"In the bathroom." She pointed upstairs.

I walked upstairs looking at her best friend as I walked in Saylor room "When you get here ?" She asked me.

"Nah. Y'all heard me knocking on the fucking door and gone send Sayir to answer it." I mugged her.

"I didn't hear shit." She furrowed her eyebrows "I would've open the door. Sayir was already downstairs playing with her car."

"Ian tryna hear that bullshit. Save it for the birds." I waved her off.

I walked out Saylor room walking in the bathroom mugging Saylor "Why is you looking at me like that?" She asked.

"Cause I am."

"Whatever and before you even say anything, Yes I know Sayir unlocked the door because I told her to."

"You should've did it."

"I was already on the toilet and I knew it was you."

"Mommy look." Sayir pointed at her hair.

"I see it. Mommy was gone do it when she finish using the bathroom."

"Yo ass stink." I made a stank face.

"Bitch I'm shitting, Get out." She mugged me.

I walked out the bathroom closing the door behind me "Her ass stinks."

I walked in Sayir room putting her down "I bought these, How they get here ?" I grabbed some outfits I bought Sayir out her closet holding them up.

"Mommy say I take them so I take them." She looked at me.

"You wanna put this one on ?"

She nodded holding her hand out "Yes."

I handed it to her hanging the other three outfits back up. "You wanna wear these ?" I picked some sandals up.

She nodded struggling to take her shirt off. I grabbed her shirt taking it off then grabbed the outfit taking the shorts off the rack helping her put them on. I put the tank top on then watched her put her sandals on "Come on. Tell yo momma do yo hair." I ripped the tags off.

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