Ebony's POV
Everything has been great these days. Aunt Lucy won the case and she has full custody but Bryon gets to visit him or have him over the weekends.
"You ready bae?" Wayne asked. We were gonna go with Ava and Vince to his parents place for dinner.
"Mhm. I'm almost done." I said putting on red lipstick. I was wearing a black peplum top with black and white tribal harem pants and black sandals with my hair in a big bun on top of my head.
"Mhmm thats what you said an h-." He sad until he cut off his sentence when he saw me dressed. His mouth dropped open . He was wearing a white shirt with true religion jeans and his air jordans retro 6 oreos .
"Damn ma! That ass looking real right in them pants." He said.
I laughed. "Thank you I guess." I said .
"You look beautiful." He said wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my cheek. "I can't wait to put that ass to sleep." He said laughing while I rolled my eyes.
"Where's Drew and Autumn?" I asked.
"They at Aunt Lucy's place she insisted they come over." I said.
We made our way to the car. While we were driving Ghetto by August Alsina came on.
I love the way you keep them heels on
Hair ain't yours but it's paid for and it's real long
Show them tattoos when you switch it up
With your J's on
And you got ass so fat that I can't help but feel On
And you keep it real when it comes to having sex
Girl you don't ever flex
Long as I fuck you good
You ain't worried bout what's next
That's why I keep you here
You ain't like them other hoes
Cause you the fucking best
Just in case you didn't know
Cause you ain't got
A half a million dollar condo
And you ain't got
A hundred thousand dollar car
But you got a billion dollar body
Trust me I know
You keep it hood no matter where you are
Cause you come from the ghetto
Love Em' from the ghetto
Girl you’re the type I like
That’s why I keep you right you out the ghetto
Love Em' from the ghetto
Ain’t afraid to let it show
Baby, go on let them know
You out the ghetto
Better let'em know, you from the ghetto
Better let’em know
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