I was at da studio wit my niggas chris and trey , we tryin to come up wit another song cuz our last one went crazy. All dem brawds loved it but nobody had an idea about a song. So we jus in da studio chillin smoking and shit
Trey: man I gotta to settle down ( takes hit of the blunt)
August: nigga how you gone settle down you aint got no girl
Chris: yeah nigga you got hoes
Trey: shit I got hoes I got hella hoes
August: shaking my head dats yo problem
Trey: you better shut up nigga fore I take angleique sexy ass away from you
Chris: ooooohhh
August: nah dats wont happen
Trey: nigga im mr. steal yo girl for a reason
August: dats why it wont happen, Angelique aint a girl she a real woman ( smile)
Chris: oh shit yung in love huh
August: nah not love
Chris: nigga stop lying you beat anyone who would tried to talk to ha
August: so I aint in love I just know she da one
See da problem wit me nd Angelique she my best friend. Been ridin with me since I started dis music shit, shit every show she dere every interview she come wit me. I want ha to be mine but she don't want to. I don't kno why but she say I aint serious bout makin ha mine. What the fuck is dat shit brawds I tell ya. I kept on smoking wen my phone rang I looked down and saw Angelique pretty ass.
August: watup ma
Angelique: im hungry
August: den eat fuck you callin me fore
Trey: Heyyyyy future wifer( smile)
Chris: see dats shit got you fucked up callin kae yo future wife
Trey: chill nigga I was playin
Angelique: anywyas big head im hungry
August: ok.... And wat got to do wit meh
Angelique: a chicken and stea bowl please( smile)
August: nd why wuld I do dat
Angelique: cuz you love me (Smile)
She don't even kno
August: you got sum chipotle money
Angelique: nah but you do
August: once again yo ass betta eat a baloney samwich or something
Angelique: keep up and im snitch
August: snitch to who
Angelique: Ill call mama nd tell ha you being mean to me
August: you wouldn't dare
Angelique: wanna bet
I thought bout it last time I aint buy ha food she went and called my momma shit I still got a headache from the brawd yellin
August: ight ight damn ill be ova dere in fifteen minutes
Angelique: make it ten or im calling
August: wat if its traffic
Angelique: you better get on your magican tip and make it disappear
August: HOW BITCH HOW
The line went dead man fuck it I cant make ha mine she too irra. Like da definition of irritation I said my goodbyes to my nigga and got on da road. Oh shit the radio was playing my shit. Whatcha know about destiny child no no no. I was rockin until I got to da chipotle parking lot. I hate goin in places like dis fan gone start screaming I aint in the mood.
Girl: Hi welcome to chipotle
August: let me get a steak and chicken bowl .. no tomato no lettuce no salsa sour cream yes cheese hella lot
Girl: anything else mr. alsina( wink)
She wuz tryin to wink but she looked like she wuz twitching shit looked disturbing. I was tryin so hard on not to laugh so I could get more meat.
August: nah im straight shawty
Girl: ight here you go
August: how much
Girl: on the house baby daddy
I looked behind me cuz I kno she aint my baby momma cuz I aint got no kids. I smiled and got my food and got the hell out of dere. I pulled into Angelique driveway. I heard my song Ah yeah playing upstairs. I rubbed my hands like birdman while I walked up da stairs. When I pushed open the door
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