Chapter 2

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12:35pm

I woke up that afternoon and did my daily hygiene. I put on my black skinnies with pink crosses on it the matching black shirt with a pink cross in the middle, my pink sandals and my cross chain. I placed my hair in a ponytail my hair was long and straight. I called Kesha to let her know that I was coming. I went down stairs made me an omelet for breakfast and headed out the door. I jumped in my car and locked my house with the lock button and drove out the yard to go get Kesha. I turned my radio up and High school by Nicki Minaj was playing and I sang along.

[Nicki Minaj]

He said he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple acres

A couple fake visas cause he never got his papers

Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers

But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers

He was mixed with a couple things, ball like a couple rings

Bricks in the condo and grams to Sing Sing

Left arm, baby mother tatted

5-year bid up, north on they ratted

Anyway, I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat belt him

Took him out to Belgium, welcome

Bitches this pretty, that's seldom

This box better than the box he was held in

I'm Momma Dee in that order, I call him Daddy like daughters

He like it when I get drunk, but I like it when he be sober

That's top of the toppa, I never fuck with beginners

I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers

I'm in the zone

[Hook: Nicki Minaj]

They holler at me but its you

You, this ain't high school

Me and my crew

We can slide through

Give it to you whenever you want

Put it wherever you want

Baby, it's yours

Anywhere, everywhere

Baby its your world

Ain't it?

Baby it's your world

Ain't it?

[Lil Wayne]

She got a nigga at home, and one on the side

Best friend is a dike, they fucked around a few times

Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight

I tell her make me some money, she tell me "make me a wife"

I tell her, "Bitch, you crazy, fuck wrong with you?"

And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser

And then she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hittin'

And I say, "What about them niggas?" She say, "What about them niggas?"

You right, what you doing tonight?

Put on something tight, don't judge me, I get life

She love me like a brother, but fuck me like a husband

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