Imagines ( All my favorite guy candy)

spelling bee *august

August: damn bae yo kitty make nigga wanna spell out da whole damn dictionary

Keke: baby I have a question

August: aw wat you tryin to fuck again.. oh ight daddy got ya

Keke: no ( wraps arms ) when are we going to make it official

August: wat you mean

Keke: like when im goin to get a ring on my finger

August: um nah

Keke: wait what

August: you gud at spelling so speel dis hell nah

Keke: what you mean

August: keke I aint ready fo all dat

Keke: but you took me home with you

August: man you hopped yo happy ass wit meh I aint take shit

Keke: so you don't love me

I started laughin dis brawd crazy I mean shit da pussy wuz fire but I don't luv nobody. I aint lookin for love and damn sure not wit dis stupid ass brawd.

Keke: why you laughing like I told a joke

August: you must have cuz you thought we wuz together. Im jus fuckin

Keke: but august

August: you kno you said you love meh

Keke: yeah baby I love you with all my heart im down here aint i.

August: ight wen my glo day

Keke: glo day? How the hell im supposed to know when you get glitter on you

August: glitter? Wat da fuck you talkin bout

Keke: hello that's what your glow day is .. duhhh and you call me stupid

August: you right im stupid

Keke: thank you baby ( kiss) now lets fuck some more

I pushed ha off I finally see wat my momma wuz talkin bout dis brawd. Dumb ass hell I cant believe dat I actually let ha bring ha wannabe self down here. She aint real just as fake as dey come.

August: nah man I aint in da mood

Keke: okay what you wanna do

August: go bac to my momma house and pack

Keke: OH MY GOD ! really

August: yeah someone don't need to be here

Keke: OH my god (kiss) your so right im so ready to go home. Baby this place is nice but its so damn country

August: so damn country

Keke: im mean its so damn hot and your family ( ha) oh god .

August: ( side eye) mhm they are something

Wen we parked out in front of my mama house, she jumped ha ass out da car and ran in da house. I jus shook my head and sat down, she ran bac in da livin room. Bags packed and everythang. I looked ova at my momma and she smiled she already knew wat Ima do.

Keke: okay baby ( kiss) lets go .. you don't need your stuff

Mama Sheila: nope its where it belongs

Keke: (rolls eyes) look Sheila I don't need any help I got this

Mama Sheila: I know she aint talking to me

Keke: keke is getting really sick and tired of you and she thinks you should shut up. august control your mom

August: nah I gotta take da trash out

HONK HONK

I took ha bags and threw em out da door all ha shit fell out. I aint care shit she finna get worse den dat.

Keke: have you lost your mind these are Gucci limited edition

August: Nah you must lost ya mind talkin to my momma like dat. Betch get yo no good dick suckin wannabe oprah show suck havin lame ass guest on dere .. should go bac to nickelodeon lookin ass, cant sing ass betch and get to stepin. Fuck outta here

Keke: AHHHH YOU WILL REGRET AUGUST WHEN IM DONE YOU WILL BE CALLED WINTER BECAUSE YOUR CAREER WILL BE OVER

August: BETCH GO TO HUNNINGTHON AND GET SUM HELP DUMB ASS BETCH

I walked bac in my momma house and saw she was standin to hug meh. Im sorry I ever brought dat betch in my momma house. Dats it yung is staying single fuck dem industry hoes. .