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Yukari Bryden Jones Pasadena, California
kept them drugs in my system so i can function well
After that party last night i brought some hoe to a hotel room
wasn't gone take her to the crib
"i'm gone shorty" walking out the hotel room i headed back to the crib to shower and shit
that shawty i saw when i was visiting my boy juice was fine asf then i saw her again at the party
anyways i gotta go check on my barber shop cause folks always wanna fuck up my shit
i got to my shop in 10 minutes
"wassup k"
i heard as i walked down the street to where my shop at
"wassup zay and joe"
i said to my managers as i walked to the office
when i walked in i sat at the desk looking at the books and shit
making sure everything straight
it was so i decided to leave
i walked out and headed to my car when i saw that shawty
"aye shawty wait" i said pulling her arm
"nigga whatchu want"
"lemme get your number" i said smirking
"no"
"hollon ion think you heard me"
"i did your not getting my number but you can get my instagram"
"ight shawty what is it" i said pulling out my phone
"canixyz"
"ight i followed you now follow me back"
"see ya" she said waking away
"wait what's your name" i yelled
"arcani yours" she yelled back
"yukari"
"see you yukari" she waved
i sat there like an idiot with an kool aid smile
she gone be the death of me i'm already knowing
but watch i get her number today wanna know why in that nigga
