Made a reservation, you're my favorite place to be
All day, contemplatin' baby, waitin' patiently
There's nobody like your body way you climb on top of me
We're in hell and lady you're the closest thing to heavenly
I want you all to myself, nothing...
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"Mhm take dat shit nigga, take dat shit nigga." I stated as I pressed multiple buttons on the ps4 controller beating Sammy in a game of 2k18. "Wooo shit, I'm a beast, y'all niggas ain seein meh." I excitedly chanted jumping out my seat.
"You a beast wit a controller not in person tho, so pipe don'." Lucas replied placing a rubber band around a stack of money.
"Exactly nigga be lookin stuck on'a court." Added Sammy tossin 'is remote to the side.
"I know damn well you ain talkin'." Chimed in Clarence.
"Facts." I chuckled.
We all met up at muh crib to discuss a few things. We done put off onnat one nigga Von fa' long enough.
We finally got Sammy to get off 'is period bout two days late'a. Chris ain budgin too much tho... at all to be real.
Sammy huffed ."Y'all always talkin shit, shut up some damn times."
"I knowww you ain talkin." Everyone except Sammy simultaneously retorted lookin at em.
"See we ain finna do this shit na." He slightly chuckled. "Y'all heard from Chris?"
Everyone shook they head no.
"I mean I tried ta hit em up, but he ain been answerin muh calls and text." Lucas spoke. "I called em eery'day since the incident, not once did that nigga reply."
"Sorta the same hea." I said gettin up and placing the controller by the tv.
"The fuck is a sorta?" Sammy questioned.
"Meanin I hit em up tuh'day and he ain answer."
Sammy then turned to Clare." and you Clarence?"
Clarence raised an eyebrow. "I ain even try, I ain gon cap." He answered.
"Wow, so y'all mean to tell me y'all ain talk to this nigga in fie' whole days. Did any of y'all atleast pull up to his crib?"
"Nigga did you check onna' since ya feelin so stressed bout it?" Asked Lucas pullin out more money countin it.
"I pulled up to 'is crib but Trina said he ain been home. I felt like he jus ain wanna see me. That's why I asked y'all niggas, but turns out y'all ain no help."
"I told 'is ass I ain checkin on em for what he said to you." Clarence justified.
"No matta' how disrespectful that shit was, you ain gotta worry bout me. I can handle muh own, we brotha's we don't abandon one anotha." Sammy retorted. " ye I was mad but I was gon get ova tha shit. Now he ain speakin ta none'a us or knowin him he went and handled buddy alone. Cus he was mad at us and he already ain like him, so why not release some anger."
