CeeDee's Dream Life (Canceled)

Chapter 1: Dropping Some Dimes in the Studio!

Saturday at 12:00 PM...

It's been one crazy life for CeeDee ever since he got out of college because not only living life as the biggest celebrity and of all time, making every woman on earth simp for him, and living rich but he also has plans to be a rapper and a YouTuber. He signed with Atlantic Records with a record-breaking 500 million dollar and a 10-year contract with them. When he started his Youtube channel he quickly gained over 3 billion subscribers which were crazy

Right now he was in the studio room making and writing some songs and as soon as he was done he quickly got everything set up to record the instrumental and his audio. He also had his team with him who were named John, Leo, and Mehki.

CeeDee: Ok first time recording my first song this finna be a breeze! *chuckles and smiles*

With that, John hit the recording button on the audio and Mehki hit play on the instrumental as the song begun.

Song Begins...

[Intro]
For me handle
Too many hoes for me to handle
Too many drugs for me to handle

[Chorus]
That's a hot thot, I got four freaky bitches tryna hotbox
Hit her once, that's a hot twat
We ain't running out of hoes, it's a hot spot
Okay, what's next?
I ain't showing up, don't mean no disrespect
Yeah, I'm only coming out, that's for a check
I got my bands up, so I can never stress (Yeah, yeah)
Way too many hoes for me to handle (Yeah, yeah)
Got a lot of ass for me to handle (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that pussy hot just like a candle (Oh, yeah)
Told her, "bust it open, different angles"

[Verse 1]
Oh, you a freak bitch
Ok, she told me she okay with doing freak shit
After I pour me some D'Ussé, I'm on some we shit
But I told her right after we fuck, I'm on some me shit
Ok, my money long, it ain't never fold (Woah)
Yeah, I'm fucking bitches that ain't never told (Woah)
Hollywood bitch, make her touch her toes (Woah)
I'm a devil, baby, I'll take your soul

[Chorus]
That's a hot thot, I got four freaky bitches tryna hotbox
Hit her once, that's a hot twat
We ain't running out of hoes, it's a hot spot (Oh ,yeah)
Okay, what's next?
I ain't showing up, don't mean no disrespect
Yeah, I'm only coming out, that's for a check
I got my bands up, so I can never stress (Yeah, yeah)
Way too many hoes for me to handle (Yeah, yeah)
Got a lot of ass for me to handle (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that pussy hot just like a candle (Oh, yeah)
Told her, "bust it open, different angles"

[Verse 2]
Hot bitch grabbing my wallet
She told me, "it ain't trickin' if you got it"
I hat to tell the lil' bitch to stop it (Yeah)
Do a split on the dick if you poppin'
I'm a hot boy looking for a hot bitch
A shorty on her top notch shit
Flew her to LA, yeah, 'cause she a hot pick
I got too many hoes, she throw a fit (Let's go)

[Chorus]
That's a hot thot, I got four freaky bitches tryna hotbox
Hit her once, that's a hot twat
We ain't running out of hoes, it's a hot spot (Oh ,yeah)
Okay, what's next?
I ain't showing up, don't mean no disrespect
Yeah, I'm only coming out, that's for a check
I got my bands up, so I can never stress (Yeah, yeah)
Way too many hoes for me to handle (Yeah, yeah)
Got a lot of ass for me to handle (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that pussy hot just like a candle (Oh, yeah)
Told her, "bust it open, different angles"

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Too many hoes for me to handle (Oh, yeah)
Too many drugs for me to handle (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
For me to handle (Yeah, yeah)
Too many hoes for me to handle (Oh, yeah)
Too many drugs for me to handle

Song Ends...

John and Mehki both hit stop and they both began talking about Keoni's flow.

Mehki: Yo that was fire!!

John: Bro honestly you can be better than Drake!!

CeeDee: *chuckles* Ya'll chill out. Anyway, we gonna call that song Disrespect but now this song is called Big Fish.

John, Leo, and Mehki did what they always do and as soon as they did their jobs the song began.

Song Begins...

[Chorus]
Big fish
Probably see me out in public with a wifey she a thick bih
How you livin' I've been checking everything off a wish list (check, check, check)
Never telling what I'm on you might end up on a hit list
Hundred, fifty in a week boy I came up on a big league

[Verse 1]
Ain't been on radio in years how the fuck a nigga still rich
Keep it low and get the money, mind your business and your life shift, I'm outchea
You claiming that it's your year, 'till I appear
Stackin' I gotta feed the babies, and feed the people
Everything that I drop is ether, they want the secret
Hold up you know we out the country, we smokin' sheesha
Politickin' with pretty women, it's intermission

[Interlude]
You're so crazy

[Chorus]
Big fish
Probably see me out in public with a wifey she a thick bih
How you livin' I've been checking everything off a wish list (check, check, check)
Never telling what I'm on you might end up on a hit list
Hundred, fifty in a week boy I came up on a big league

[Verse 2]
Put that simple shit aside I'm gon' pull up in some big shit
Over lit, praying on my downfall it's over end
'Fore you count up the 4, 5, I'm in the 6
Play with me or you play with mine, I gotta blitz
Young and just out here doing me, it's to the teeth
Sippin' on Pinot Grigio like mami you been my key
Pulling back all the curtains and all you see is the beach
Wire just got the clearance I'm tryna' fuck up the streets
Shorty say it's a river I'm tryna' fuck her to sleep
She calling me, she call a nigga-

[Chorus]
Big fish
Probably see me out in public with a wifey she a thick bih
How you livin' I've been checking everything off a wish list (check, check, check)
Never telling what I'm on you might end up on a hit list
Hundred, fifty in a week boy I came up on a big league

[Outro]
Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant

Song Ends...

They all hit stop on the recordings on the song as they all started tripping out over the song.

Leo: Yeah bro you gonna be the best rapper of this generation!!

CeeDee: *chuckles* I appreciate that but I still got a long way to go.

And with that, they all left for home as it was a good first day in the studio!!!