Justin Bieber interracial preferences *editing*

"im not a rapper"

" I'm in a jacuzzi, oogie-" Justin started but you stopped him.

"Hush, babe."

Justin looked offended. "I'm tryna spit bars.." He said blinking his eyes as he put his hand on his chest.

"Well can you spit bars quietly cuz..."

"We gonna settle this right now." He said making you roll your eyes.

"We gonna have a rap battle." He said pulling up his pants.

"You really want me to fry yo white ass." You laughed standing up.

"We'll see." He said popping his invisible collar.

"You go first." He said jumping up and down.

You knew why he was doing this. Your brother had just cooked him last week and the abuse had gone to his head.

"Damn damn Justin why you frontin like that? Your neck is so long and you know you can't rap.

Just stick to singing that's all you can do. Don't let me get my cousins to cook and roast you."

You saw a tinge of pink on Justin's cheeks.

"That's how you feel fam?" He asked shaking his head.

"All is fair in rap and war.."

"Okay, okay. Check me out." He said.

"Oh lord.."

"Everyone know I'm pretty fly for a white guy, even you know it cuz I gave it to you last night.

You know I can rap babe, no lie, like honest Abe.

Make a move I'll be right there, even in your dreams my rhymes will give you a nightmare."

"Tssssss." Justin said after his bars.

You had to be honest and say his verse almost put you in a hospital.

"Babe, that was hot as hell." You complimented him.

"Never underestimate your opponent." He said kissing your cheek.

"Let me call my brothers real quick..." Justin was getting a little too cocky.

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Ayyye I hope y'all liked this short one. Sorry I haven't updated in such a long while.

You got more coming your way... ;)

And yes I came up with all those rhymes. Lol Part 2???