(Jermaine's P.O.V.)
Last night we counted out 500,000,000 dollars and 37 pounds of dope let alone coke, and crack-cocaine. Making my way to the shower I sat my self customized Jordan's on the seat that matched my gold Versace shirt, and flag designed pants. Stepping under the water my thoughts drift off to my ringtone.
Erica kane all you niggas and bitches my children im countin cash chillin if he run up tell his family good ridens im killin civilians bitch fuck yo opinion, i took his hoe and then beat up the kitten she gave me brain imma pay her tuition im at the top so i guess im the villian niggas claim flow but they didnt event it got all dis dope runnin laps in my system plot on a im a me-mussal niggas is crazy wit all of dis snitchin free all da real niggas locked up in prison you aint my bitch so lil bitch why you bitchin imma magician make niggas go missin cut a bitch off when she start actin different think im jelly all dis money im flippin Erica Kane, Erica kane deez niggas is all of my children im Erica Kane, Erica Kane, Erica Kane im son'in deez nigga im son'in deez niggas im Erica Kane.
Bobbing my head to the beat i checked out myself in the mirror. Clicking instagram on my iphone my tongue sexily hung on the side of my mouth as water trickled down my ab's. Putting #shower #water #dat nigga i knew damn well it would drive the hoes crazy, as always. Getting dressed i threw on my burgandy rolex, jesus hands chain, and my eyebrow piercing. Now me i so happen to be a pretty boy of the group. The one that all the bitches stare at and rush home to change their panties afterwards. But hell no i aint on no gay shit, ion play dat. Grabbing a stack of money off the dresser i hopped in my Benz and headed straight to the mall. Walking through in hope to find some better gear i could feel eyes on me, and thats that shit i love.
" Excuse me."
Looking over to my side stood a girl around 5'1 with long hair, thick in all the right areas, pouty lips, and her style was up to par. A black crop top with cuts throughout it to match her tights, red lipstick, and all black Jordans. Flicking her hair over her shoulder she pushed her weight to the right side of her body.
" i know you dont know me, but i had to ask...is it ok if i take a picture with you?"
Licking my lips she bit the side of her lip.
" oh yea, thats cool."
Pulling out her phone she stopped a random child and asked for a hand in the picture. Giving her a picture to remember i placed my hands around her waist, my lips on her neck and placed a kiss on her. Holding up the deuces she had chills flow throughout her. Seeing the flash, the child passed the phone back and ran like a track star through the mall.
" Thank you soooo much-"
Grabbing her arm she looked back in confusion. Lightly tilting my head to the side depth grew in my voice.
" Damn, you thought I was gonna let you off that easy ( light chuckle) I would enjoy hearing your voice tonight."
" ohh my number, its 803-445-6665, but ugh as a matter of fact I'm here alone can I tag along with you? "
Thinking who the fuck does she think I am? I was just tryna make her a late night fling now dis hoe gettin clingy and all I did was take a picture... Gently scratching my neck I look in front of me then back at her and reach my hand out in acceptance. Tiptoeing over to me she latched on to my side with a hug.
