Rapper Imagines|EDITING

¿💑🎶‍️‍💔Dababy💔🎶👩‍❤️‍👨?

i spoil yall way too much XD wrong emoji lol-

Getcho popcorn this shi is over 2000 words...This shi lon-

We pullin an Offset an Cardib you have been warned.

Btw one of the songs you rappin is Cardib song but in this story its your song.

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Getcho popcorn this shi is over 2000 words...This shi lon-
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Dababy pov

I cheated on ha...twice. That day we got into a lil argument an she left. She aint text me call me no nun. She made it official that we was ova. I feel so damn dumb. Fuckin hoes fo no damn reason when i had someone like ha that would always be by my side.

Todays the day me and my homeis gon do a lil crash at ha show.
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"Yall ready?" I said while going downstairs.

"Yeah." My man Stunna had said while takin some of the shit I bought her.

Kane and the rest of the crew each took some things and placed it inside of my car. It all wasn't gon fit so we had put some ina truck.

"Les go," I said while placing my keys inside of my car.
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Yo POV

"Are you done getting dress Y/n?" My friend Zha'viara had said from the outside of my door.

"Yeah, I'm comin!" I semi yelled.

"Ok your all set." One of my workers had said.

"Ok thank you," I said while rushing out a bit.

"Cmon girl you got this!" My friend had said while she rubbed my back.

I took my deep breaths as i was about to go on stage.

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The lights turned off and thats when i got on stage. I was passed a mic and held my head low until i could hear the music playin.

Yeah

Care for me, care for me, care for me, uh

Yeah, look

The lights then turned on and I started.

I wanna get married, like the Currys, Steph and Ayesha shit

But we more like Belly—Tommy and Keisha shit

Gave you TLC, you wanna creep and shit

Poured out my whole heart to a piece of shit

I then walked to my crowd and pointed the mic to them so they could rap it.

Man, I thought you would've learned your lesson

'Bout likin' pictures, not returnin' texts

I guess it's fine, man, I get the message

You still stutter after certain questions

You keep in contact with certain exes

I turned the mic back to me.

Do you, though, trust me, nigga, it's cool, though

Said that you was workin', but you out here chasin' culo

And putas, chillin' poolside, livin' two lives