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Pharaoh in media

Pharaoh in media

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The girls Que party outfits

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The girls Que party outfits

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Mo, Phar, Tyler and I were all chillen on the couch at this Que party. Nothing but girls walking around with barely anything on tryna' get noticed. And these corny ass niggas giving them exactly what they want. I shook my head. Parties weren't my style anymore. I grew out of that stage in highschool. I'd much rather lay up with my girl and get in some pussy. Not in this stankin' ass place.

"Nigga go find you a bitch and quit pouting." Pharaoh said plopping next to me on the couch.

"Nigga I don't want none of these hoes. This all you." I said rubbing his head. I laughed as he mushed my head.

"Nigga chill out. I got my eye on one girl. And I know you do too."

"Hell yea he do. Lil mama got him wrapped around her finger. Nigga was feeding her his food and everything!" Mo exclaimed laughing hard as fuck. This nigga was drunk. I shook my head.

"Whaaaaaaat? What's her name?" Tyler said.

"Mo nigga was you spying on us?" I just remembered this nigga left the table when all that happened.

"Yuuuuppppp." He sang smiling. This nigga needs to go to bed.

"Aye this my shit I need to dance." He stumbled standing up. He took off into the crowd. I shook my head standing.

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