Sunday at 12:09 PM...
After carrying his bloody and bruised body to his mansion, CeeDee patched up his stab wound and got in the shower to wash off all the blood all over his body. While the water was hitting his body he began thinking about what Shadowcat said to him.
CeeDee: *sighs* It's my fault that those innocent people died...I almost let Amarok destroy the world...what kind of hero am I? I can't let my ego run loose anymore! I have to be serious when I fight my battles and not just dance around and act like I'm immortal. I also...need an attitude change to myself as well. I feel like I'm too nice...I need to let people know that CeeDee Rose isn't this nice guy...I need to let these motherfuckas know that I am the best rapper...no matter of fact...I am the King of Rap!! And sometimes a King has to remind fools on why he is a king!
After speaking to himself, CeeDee stepped out of the shower and dried off, and put on some black basketball shorts, and got in his bed.
CeeDee: I just got an idea...I'm gonna make the greatest rap album ever! I'll prove to people that there is a new CeeDee Rose in town!
With that, CeeDee got to work righting down lyrics for his new album.
Monday at 8:00 PM...
The hero girls were having a sleepover at Babs's house and they were having a blast as they were eating some pizza and doing each other's nails, hair, and makeup. Meanwhile, Babs was on her computer on Youtube, and as soon as she saw CeeDee's new album so screamed so loud that she probably woke up the whole god damn neighborhood.
Zee: Seriously, Babs again?!
Marinette: I'm gonna start wearing some ear muffs every time I come here now!
Chloe: This like...the second time now?!
Babs: Sorry but CeeDee dropped a pack!!!!
Zee: Oh! Is he gonna sing again?
Chloe: Please, let him sing again!
Babs: We'll have to see!
Jessica: Well what are you waiting for Babs, play it!
Babs: Ok! Let's see the first song is called Broke in a Minute!
The bat-themed girl presses play and the song began.
Song Begins...
[Intro]
Yeah, word to Mazii, nigga (ah)
Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout, nigga?
Haha
When they swing that way to the right, you swing to the left, you heard?
Papiyerr
[Verse]
Woo, damn
I ain't been broke in a minute, don't get offended
Tore off the bow in a Bentley, fucking your ho in her kidney
Fuck up the city, I do not dance, I jiggy
Gun is tucked under this Fendi
I like it, I spend it, I just came right out the jeweller
The ice on my neck, and my wrist, and my fist, I ain't finished
I was just workin' at Denny's, came back and counted some millions
I ain't no regular civillian
Red, yellow, green, look like my neck a chameleon
Ugh, okay, spin it, ugh
Damn, I ain't been broke in a minute
I hit his bitch, he offended
I'm in Givenchy and Fendi
They let me finish
I cut that Chevy for four day
My scammer bussing bottles off the '08
I cannot cuff, she fucking on my brozay
I'm just gon' fuck her, treat her like a throwaway
Ooh, damn, I ain't been broke in a minute
I'm at the mall out in Venice
I need it, swiping the digits
Calling up Kelz, he did 250 on biddie
It ain't no biggie, uh
Moncler, kick it
Fucked that lil' bih, made a viddie
She wanna leak it
She wanna send it
Ayy, fuck that bitch, my face wasn't in it
Damn, bitch do scams on bitty
Bands in my hands look pretty
Hit another band on the 'gram, I'm litty
When I was broke, man, she fronted, but then I got rich and I hit it
Homie, I don't dance, I jiggy
Weed is so strong, I feel like I'm Popeye off the spinach
I cut the corner and bend it
Bitch, I'm a menace like Dennis
Don't sell me pussy, I need a percentage
If you gon' fuck me, this shit is expensive
Nordstrom Rack, swipe my gift
Damn, I ain't been broke in a minute, ayy (Woo, woo, woo)
[Outro]
I ain't been broke in a minute, damn (Woo)
I ain't been broke in a minute (Woo, woo, woo)
Damn, I ain't been broke in a minute (Woo)
Damn, I ain't been broke in a minute, damn
Song Ends...
The girls were totally surprised at this new flow of their boyfriend.
Zee: I was expecting him to sing but that is not what I expected.
Alya: I mean the song was kinda catchy.
Jessica: Maybe he'll sing on the next song.
Karen: What's the next song called?
Babs: The 2nd one is called Stupid Again.
Once again she pressed play and the second song began.
Song Begins...
[Intro: Conor McGregor]
I just wanna say from the bottom of me heart
I'd like to take this chance to apologize to absolutely nobody
The double champ does what the **** he wants
[Chorus]
Uh, woo, ayy
'Bout to go stupid again
She out the roof of the Benz
I'm 'bout to do her to get her
I'ma fuck two of her friends
Just made a flip off the wop
Fuck the Franck Mueller, I jump out the jeweler again
I fucked my money up on the re-up
But I got it right back and I blew it again
Uh, ayy
[Verse]
Bag full of bricks
Back sellin' Knicks like Ewing again
Trap ain't bump like this since '06, Soulja Boy shit, start you-in' again
Clear it out
Grrrr, stick 'em
Air it out
Brrrr, flip 'em
Whereabouts
I ain't never 'bout to give 'em
Fair amounts
I ain't never finna hit 'em with
Triple in it, double-up the stash, caught a brick
Another half, finna got another twenty on the vision
Spatula, flippin' it, a Caddy from the kitchen
I'ma hustle 'til the car came with another brick in it
Crib came with another bitch in it
If you ain't gettin' litty with the shitty, I'ma put another bitch in it
Bitch better hit me with deep throat (Oh)
And no, I ain't talkin' 'bout Michigan, ayy
Oh, uh, damn, shit
I'm goin' stupid and shit (Woo)
She play the flute with my dick
Wrist, sick, I got the flu on a bitch
I play it cool on a bitch
Hit, stick, that's how I do on your bitch (Uh)
What I'ma do in this bitch
Pussy was great, flew out and flew in this bitch
.40, shinin' and shinin'
Way in the hills, I'm high in the climate
Niggas is trickin' and niggas is simpin'
Payin' for heels, and winin' and dinin'
Jewish lawyers on the phone call
I said I'ma sign that lil' shit when I sign it
I got these Benjamin Frank on my body
Ain't finna fuck if this shit ain't exotic, woo
Ten trap phones 'cause the bitch keep on callin'
Sleepin' on the floor, I be scammin', gettin' it all in
Do the money dance when the money fall
Nigga, fuck my ex, I'm uninvolved
You can suck my dick and lick a nut too (Woo)
Yeah, you don't like me, nigga, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
(Fuck you, nigga)
Damn, he runnin' through all his paper
That's what I do to a hater
Don't touch two things, my hair or my paper (Woo)
Passin' that bitch and she hot
Pass her like hot potato
I grind, I skate her (Uh)
And she look good, I might date her
Pussy was good and I ate it
Lil' bitch, I'm Bajan, woo
[Interlude]
Wait, hold the fuck up, hold the fuck up, hold up
So we both at the function, you know what I'm sayin'
You pull up with your bitch in the 458
I pull up with my bitch in the 488
You pull up beside my shit, like, "Yo, what's the difference between my 458 and your 488?"
'Bout like eighty to hundred thousand, cock sucker, beat it
Woo, ayy
[Chorus]
'Bout to go stupid again
She out the roof of the Benz
I'm 'bout to do it her to get her
I'ma fuck two of her friends
Just made a flip off the wop
Fuck the Franck Mueller, I jump out the jeweler again
I fucked my money up on the re-up
But I got it right back and I blew it again
[Outro]
Hahaha
We don't wanna hear no sucker shit after this shit either, nigga
Know what I'm sayin'?
Oh, you worried 'bout your bitch?
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, she's here
Know what I'm sayin'?
Oui, oui, parlez-vous français and all that good shit
Ha, straight off the runway in Paris, nigga
Give ten fucks about a bitch
Song Ends...
Zee: Ok what is going on?!
Jessica: Is this a new CeeDee we are seeing?
Kara: Yep and I think it's kinda hot!
Chloe: I like this savage side of him...its sexy~.
Marinette: What's the next one called?
Babs: Dottin Up.
She pressed play and the song began.
Song Begins...
[Intro]
Hah (Hah), yeah, huh, yeah, huh
(Ayy, ayy), yeah, ooh, yeah, hoo (Nile got the wave)
One more sec, nigga, relax (Uh), damn
Uh, uh, uh (Hold up), yeah
Ooh (Huh, in this bitch with West, huh)
[Chorus]
Damn, huh, turn me up, uh (Turn me up)
Back in this bitch, I don't give a fuck, uh (Give a fuck)
Bitch playin' games while I leveled up, uh (Leveled up)
Can't play me, I ain't dumb enough, ayy (Dumb enough)
Thirty in the clip and it's loaded up, uh (Loaded up)
Feared for my life, so I shot it up, uh (Shot it up)
Beam on the bitch, we dottin' up, uh (Dottin' up)
Uh-oh, nigga done fucked up (Hah)
[Verse]
Huh, spazz right quick, don't touch my shit
If I ever run out, then I got another clip
In the booth right now, I ain't even tryna dip
I'm good right now, I ain't startin' no shit
And I don't give a fuck what a nigga gon' say
Yeah, bitch, I'm grown, told him have a nice day
I'ma get it myself, I'ma get it my way
Even on days off, I'm still makin' plays
You next, he next, I'm next, uh, uh
My mama said, "Boy, you the best," uh, uh
Life hard, but I'm passin' that test, hah, hah
I'm in this bitch with West
Hey, I'm a suburb nigga, but I still keep sticks (Hoo)
And I put it on my life, this all real shit (Hoo)
My bitch so bad, she don't exist (Hoo)
And I'm livin' real great, these niggas still pissed (Hah)
I'm like damn (Damn), this nigga (This nigga)
You a lame-ass boy, go figure, huh (Go figure)
You ain't stackin' no bread, you a liar, huh (Damn liar)
Right hand, boy, put 'em in a fire, uh (In a fire)
High notes, got her singin' like Mariah, huh (Like Mariah)
So good, got her callin' out Messiah (To Messiah)
Can't stop, bitch, I'm tryna get higher (Get higher)
Man, I done lost the damn lighter (I got you)
Huh, bitch nigga gon' talk a lot, huh (Lot)
Nigga say what he not, huh (Nigga say what he not)
From the South, so I like shit hot, huh (From the South, so I like shit hot)
But bitch, can't stay in my spot, huh (Bitch, can't stay in my spot)
From CLT, you know that me
I'ma motherfuckin' sign and I still got a key
The South I claim, that's where I be
I'm smokin' that gas, you smokin' that weed
Man, I can understand it
He cappin' in Spanish
You don't really need to talk
I can see you don't understand it
I'm takin' all chances like a goddamn bandit
You ain't even gon' do shit, nigga, just stop it
I'm turnin' all heads where I just walk in
Block that bitch 'cause she keep stalkin'
Made some noise, they kept on sleepin'
I been on that, nigga, what you doin'? (Hoo)
[Chorus]
Damn, huh, turn me up, uh (Turn me up)
Back in this bitch, I don't give a fuck, uh (Give a fuck)
Bitch playin' games while I leveled up, uh (Leveled up)
Can't play me, I ain't dumb enough, ayy (Dumb enough)
Thirty in the clip and it's loaded up, uh (Loaded up)
Feared for my life, so I shot it up, uh (Shot it up)
Beam on the bitch, we dottin' up, uh (Dottin' up)
Uh-oh, nigga done fucked up (Hah)
[Outro]
(Nile, I hear you)
Song ends...
Karen: Yep that settles it! This a new CeeDee!
Diana: What caused him to take this turn?
Chloe: I mean it isn't a bad thing!
Marrinette: I'm just surprised!
Kara: I think its hot!
Babs: Look we'll just ask him tomorrow!
The girls nodded and continued having fun at their sleepover.
To be continued...