"Not to be in the shower masterbaitin', nasty." I stop in the middle of getting ready looking over at her.

"You heard that?" My eyes got big

"Yeah, damn the D must have been the bomb if it got you daydreamin' sheesh." she laughed.

"Shut up" I pulled my panties up and but on my bra.

"Was it good or straight up disrespectful?" We bust out laughing.

"Girl it was rude as fuck like, just ughh--" I rolled my eyes back being dramatic.

Walking to my dresser I put my khaki joggers and loose black half shirt on.

"Get some good D and bitches dress up."

I rolled my eyes putting my socks and white forces on, I brushed my hair down put a black Nike hat on.

"Come on muva." I grabbed my phone and burgundy MK bag.

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|Yung|

"Ole girl head was stupid brazy." I heard one of my workers, Rico, say as I walked in one of my traps on the east side.

"Ain't yo ass posed ta be workin' lil nigga." he turned around lookin up at me.

" he turned around lookin up at me

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"A nigga workin' boss." he stood up off the couch.

"And what I told yah ass bout talm like you a muthafuckin blood."

"Su woo" he walked in the back, I chuckled shaking my head.

"Yo whea' Trav?"

"In the back!!" everyone yelled, I walked to the back going to the office.

"Yo woedie," I walked in the room "mane didn't I tell yo ass ta get ta work." I told Ri.

"Boy" he point his hand at me.

"Don't start muthafucka," Trav laughed at us "take yo ass ta work mane."

"Lucky I got money to make or I woulda fire yo ass up nigga" he jumped at me walking out the room.

"Yo ass ain't gon do shit." I waved him off "Wassup woe?" I dapped my brother sat behind the desk.

"Nun--chillin'." He propped his feet up on the desk.

"What I told chu bout dat shit?"

"Nigga yah ain't my daddy. Yo ass think cause chu boss yah ass can tell a nigga what ta do huh? Nah don't work like dat partna' I ain't dem."

"Yo yah ass and Ri got balls taday," I chuckled "but when a nigga put a hot one in yah asses, y'all ain't gon say much doe." he smacked his teeth, taking his feet down.

"No no don't tak'em down ni'."

"Always threatenin' somebody." he looked down at his phone "Yo yah wanna go ta da mall?" he looked up.

"Yeah a nigga bored anyway, go holla' at couple hoes." I stood up.

"Needa get chu ass a girl."

"Needa mind yah business" we walked out the room, going ta da front. "Ri!!" He turned around.

"What a nigga do now? I'm workin' yah yell at me when I'm not work, when I do work yah still yellin', the hell you want from me!!" he threw his hands up.

"Nigga shut up, I be back lata', swea' if I come back ta this muthafucka and it's like--"

"I gotchu blood, bool down." he interrupted me, I shook my head.

"Come on befo' I shoot dis nigga." We left making our way to the mall.

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|Briyah Cater|

"Who you textin'?" I looked over Crystal shoulder as we wait for Danny to change.

"Nobody" she held her phone to her chest, smiling hard.

"Only two things in life make you smile that, some good dick or you in love, so share some of this tea."

"Nuh uh you can't get none of this tea, this tea ain't for you" I made a stank face.

"Okay hoe be like that then, I'll be back," I got up "Imma meet y'all at Ching's" she nodded, grabbing my bags I left out the store.

My phone vibrated in my purse, looking down I dug in my bag getting it. Pulling it out I bumped into someone dropping my phone.

"I am so so sorry." We both leaned down grabbing our stuff.

"Yah good ma?" I looked up recognized the voice. "I think yah bumped into a nigga on purpose doe." I playfully rolled my eyes giggling.

"No I didn't, I was goin' somewhere and you just happened to be in my way." I shrugged.

"Oh a nigga was in yo way?" He raised one eyebrow.

"Yup"

"Ight lil' beybeh. How bout yah give a nigga yah numba'? And I coulda be in yah way more often."

"You corny," we both laughed "gimme yah phone." I held my hand out.

Handing me his phone, I putting my number in then gave it back.

"It betta' be real, and when a nigga call you betta' answa'." I smacked my lips.

"Shut up you ain't my daddy." He pulled me by my waist to him.

"A nigga can make yah call me daddy." he licked his lips.

"How?" He hands went down to my butt.

"Come on" he grabbed my hand.






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