Instant Love ll: Second Chances {Sequel: August Alsina Story}

§ 16 §: Tour Kick Off Pt 3

My POV:

When tha concert ended, which was at two in tha mornin', they went backstage hype like a mothafucka. Especially Chris and Michael lol. Afta signin' autographs, takin' picture, and talkin' to they fans, they went back to they dressin' rooms but August stopped Mariah

August: "You comin' wit us ta tha club ta'night?"

Mariah: "Hell yea! I feel like gettin' faded"

August: "*laughs* 'Iight. I'll come by yo room. Juss hit me up when you're done"

Mariah says OK and goes in her dressin' room and puts on her sweats while everybody else got on tha bus. When she got on tha bus, they headed straight to tha hotel. When they got there, they got ready and Mariah texted Aug and he came five minutes lata. They got in tha limo and headed to tha club. Now back to they POVs

Mariah POV:

When we get ta club, we juss walk in cuz dey know who we are lol. We walk in and it's live like a bitch! I chose a good time ta wear shorts and a spaghetti strap crop top lol.

DJ: "YO YO YO! WE HAVE SOME SPECIAL GUEST UP IN HERE TONIGHT! MARIAH JONES! AUGUST ALSINA! TYGA! KIRKO BANGZ! CHRIS BROWN! TREY SONGZ! YG! AND 2 CHAINZ! SHOW'EM SOME LOVE!"

Tha people up in here went CRAZY! We went up ta tha V.I.P and grabbed me Hookah and passed er'body else one. Aug ordered some Peach Ciroc and we turned tha fuck up. Then YGs Left Right came on so ya know what I had ta do. TWEEEERRRRRK!

August POV:

I'm so happy ta be in tha club right na. It's what I call relaxin' lol. I got my Hookah, weed, and Peach Ciroc. So I'm GUCCI! Haha. Then YGs Left Right came on. Dats Mariah trigga ta twerk and best believe I ain't gon' stop ha eitha! I eventually figured out dats ha favorite song. Afta Trampoline Booty lol. When tha song started she ain't hesitate ta get on tha table lol

[Verse 1]

Okay, okay, okay

Told her bust it open she said: "okay!"

But what she wearing? Chanel and Dolce

How she want it? Beat up like O.J

Skurt, skurt on a bitch nigga

How much time do you got for a rich nigga?

I need that while I'm relaxin' and the bitch knows gymnastics

So she can divide her legs on this dick like a fraction, right?

Right, left, hit 'em with that right, left

I got that best stroker, I don't need no pipe test

My dick work girl I don't need no mic check

No panties on, I can see your pussy through that white dress

I ain't trippin' baby girl, make that money

Cause if I fuck her right she just might give some to me

And better yet, fuck with me for better sex

I know all the right spots to keep that punani wet

[Bridge]

Girl you know you look fine as hell, right?

You know I buy you that Chanel, right?

You know I fuck you like I'm fresh outta of jail, right?