He showed me a picture of royalty in a dance uniform
"Was wrong wid that" i questioned
"She look like a stripper n she aint finna have my daughter dressing like this of course she getting ready for a recital but this is too much for a not even two year old" he said dialing her number.
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He put the phone on speaker and she answered on the first ring.
Convo
"Hello, hey chris"
"Why you playing wid me"
"Wtf you talm bout"
"Why you got my daughter dressed in some shit that look like a stripper wear"
"I didnt choose her outfit"
"Well fuck it shit dont dress my daughter in nothingelse looking like that in dont bother to get her from practice I'll go get her"
"Chris you tripping over an 2 week old picture but whatever bye"
Convo over
We hopped in his lamborghini and locked the gate.
"Can i listen to my music" i asked him
"Yea"he replied more calmly
I hooked up the aux cord and blasted dont hurt yourself by beyoncé
Who the fuck do you think I am? You ain't married to no average bitch boy You can watch my fat ass twist boy As I bounce to the next dick boy And keep your money, I've got my own Keep a bigger smile on my face, being alone Bad motherfucker, God complex Motivate your ass call me Malcom X Yo operator, or innovator Fuck you hater, you can't recreate her no You'll never recreate her no, hero
We just got to let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be baby You just got to let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be
[Jack White:] When you hurt me, you hurt yourself Don't hurt yourself When you diss me, you diss yourself Don't hurt yourself When you hurt me, you hurt yourself Don't hurt yourself, don't hurt yourself When you love me, you love yourself Love God herself
