How tha fuck Did This Happen, biatch? - Black Butla Fanfic

In Da Office

"Somethingz botherin you, aint it?" Shadow axed when Kaycee had stopped freestylin fo' longer than normal. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack. "It aint nuthin but nothing." Kaycee lied, as much as dat biiiiatch would ludd ta tell tha real deal. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch didnt even know where dat biiiiatch would start explaining. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Shadow shrugged n' looked back down at her paperwork, even though dat biiiiatch was still watchin her playa yo, but it ain't no stoppin cause I be still poppin'. Kaycee started freestylin again, too yo, but Shadow looked up again n' again n' again when Kaycee layed her head down on tha desk n' sighed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka!  

"Somethang is botherin you, I can tell. What tha fuck iz it?" Shadow hated ta pesta her playa yo, but since Shade had been takin control of others' bodies, you could never be ta careful naaahhmean, biatch? "I would ludd ta rap  yo, but.....I don't give a fuck how tha fuck I would explain." Kaycee admitted. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This type'a shiznit happens all tha time. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Shadow was silent fo' all dem moments, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. "Whatever it is, you can tell it ta me straight. We playas." Biatch holla'd at Kaycee. Da other hoe sat up a funky-ass bit. "Yo ass sure?" Shadow just nodded. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! " 'Course." Kaycee took a thugged-out deep breath n' gathered her thoughts, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. "Da easiest n' most straightforward way ta say it is.....well..I be pregnant." 

Shadow sat there, her jaw slightly hangin open. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. "Is you trippin like a muthafucka?" Kaycee bit her lip n' nodded. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Shadow took a minute ta take all dat shiznit in. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. "Whoz tha father, biatch? Do Grell know yet, biatch? Yo ass realize he'll probably be ma-" "Shadow!" Kaycee cut her playa off, n' almost started laughing. "Of course Grell knows, tha pimpin' muthafucka iz tha father." 

Shadow blinked n' smiled. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Biatch was shocked, of course, beigs how tha fuck Grell was her n' Kayceez mentor. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. But dat biiiiatch was also aiiight fo' Kaycee, since Grell n' her was dating. "Is you scared?" Shadow dissed her last major emotion all up in tha time. Kaycee thought bout tha question. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. "A lil bit....to be honest. I don't give a fuck what tha fuck itz goin ta be like yo, but what tha fuck scares me da most thugged-out I be thinkin is Lil' Willy findin up sooner or later."  

"Find up bout what?" Kaycee jumped all up in tha question n' whipped around. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "N-nothing...Sorrel, why was you eavesdroppin anyways?!?" Kaycee exclaimed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "Kaycee, I can rap  lying. I can sense dat shit. Plus, I try it every last muthafuckin time I be caught at Undertakers." Kaycee glared slightly at Sorrel. "I holla'd nothingz wrong." Biatch tried ta sound Kool & Tha Gang yo, but Sorrel gots dis look dat made Kaycee doubt her big-ass booty succeeded. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "Just tell mah dirty ass." Da chronic haired shinigami holla'd.