White Tee

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So you're sitting on the couch watching tv when August comes in singing this dumbass song.

"I got ass cheeks on my tee. All these hoes keep grindin' on me. Comin' in the club every night of the week. Keep a nigga poppin' in them crispy white tees." He rapped.

"What the hell?" You looked up at him.

"La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la." Yo is this dude okay?

"August are you okay?"

"She asked for a dance I said baby get naked. Now she got me up against the wall. Ass pressed tight against my balls. She feeling on me and I'm feeling on her. Look down I got ass cheeks on my shirt."

"August..."

"I got ass cheeks on my tee. All these hoes keep grindin' on me. Comin' in the club every night of the week. Keep a nigga poppin' in them crispy white tees. I got ass cheeks on my tee. All these hoes keep grindin' on me. Comin' in the club every night of the week. Keep a nigga poppin' in them crispy white tees."

You grabbed the pillow that was right next to you and threw at him, making him stumble.

"Damn YN what?" He asked throwing the pillow back at you.

"The hell are you singing?"

"Ass cheeks on my white tee." He chuckled.

"You are too much." You giggled and shook your head.
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I'm sorry this chapter dumb as hell but I heard this song and I started crying (of laughter). It's so stupid but funny at the same time.

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