I get in the car and drive to the mall first see what they on I need some more panties even though Ian got nobody to impress but myself

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I get in the car and drive to the mall first see what they on I need some more panties even though Ian got nobody to impress but myself.

———-in the car..... 🚗 💨........

I take the freeway to the mall and I put on my music so I can get hype.

Play : NBA Youngboy - Freeddawg 🈂️

Slime in this pent, bitch
Bitch, I got .45 Glocks and a knife in this bitch
I got cutters in the house, I got pounds in this bitch
I got hoes runnin' in and out, slime in this bitch

" I GO BY PENNY AND ILL ZIP YOU UP FROM TALKING SHIT, THESE NIGGAS BITCHES AND I KNOW THAT THEY ANT BOUT THAT SHIT" I scream.

When I get to the mall I stay inside waiting for my part in the song to come.

"Mm, come on, bitch uh-uh, let me go, yeah, yeah, bitch" I yell.

I turn off the music and step out the car.

I look in somebody window to see my reflection and I am definitely THAT bitch.

I lock my doors and head inside.

There's more people than I thought it would be today, I mean its Sunday y'all supposed to be in church.

When I get inside the mall I head straight for pink.

I try to go to Victoria's Secret but they don't have nun for fat ma.

I go inside and pick a couple of pairs of underwear and some shorts.

Through the door I look at a cute couple holding hands and kissing and shit.

I sigh.

Love is for the birds 🙄.

I ring my stuff up and leave.

It's mad cute niggas in the mall too, but I think I need a break.

But at the same time ya girl trynna spell coconut tonight.

Who am I kidding I'm a Virgin 😕

I decide to go to the food court and order me Cinnabon so I can eat my emotions.

In the line in front of me is a fine ass dude but I tell myself over and over I'm not going to slide on him.

He turns around on the phone and looks down on me.

Shit, fat ma just caught a heartbeat.

He licks his lip and looks me up and down.

Ion know what to do so my dumbass just stands there.

"Aye wassup" he says.

"Your order" I smile.

"What?" He says confused and I point to the front.

"Oh shit my bad" he says and grabs his Cinnabon's.

Before he leaves he says something to the cashier and winks at me.

"Yea I'm on my way to the car bae" he says.

BAE?!?!

I look at him and he starts laughing and then he's gone.

Niggas not shit.

I get to the front and put my order in and when it's done she hands it to me.

Before I can get out my cash she says.

"The gentlemen earlier paid for it"

I roll my eyes "of course he did thank you"

I walk away and see a group of people dancing in the middle of the mall.

I exit the mall and it feels hotter than when I entered gah damn.

I need to change my personality quick because this weather telling me I won't survive hell.

I get in my car and immediately put the air conditioner on.

I back up out the parking lot and all of a sudden I hear a big BAM!

"Oh hell nah" I unbuckle my seatbelt real mouthafuckin quick.

I get out the car and come face to face with the dude from Cinnabon.

"Bitch is you crazy" he yells.

"Bitch is YOU crazy you just hit my fucking car stupid" I Say looking at the damages my light is broken and its a dent.

"You shoulda saw me coming out" he says.

"You was speeding through the parking lot idiot cause I came out slow fuck this bitch run me my money for these damages" I say.

"Ian paying for shit" he says and looks at his car.

"It's a fucking dent" he yells.

"I hope you got insurance mouthafucka" I Say.

He turns around a looks at me then his eyes go wide "You the girl from Cinnabon"

"No shit sherlock, now run me yo insurance" I say.

"I'll give you my insurance if you let me take you on a date" he says smiling.

I know this negro didn't 😕
——-
Mystery Guy???

I know this negro didn't 😕——-Mystery Guy???

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