"Stop fucking playing with me. Niggas up in here starin at you like you ain't my lady but.."
"Yo lady? Im not yo lady. Remember we ain't together. So whyyyy is you tripping?" I slurred.
Nigga must be bipolar, slipped and bumped his head, or something. How I see you with a thottie & don't trip, but you see me in the club dancing and you mad? Blood didn't reply he just hit the locks on his car shoved me in & pulled off."Did I say I was going with you?" He just gave me one of them shut the fuck up looks and kept driving. We was driving so long I doze off. I woke up to him lifting me up & carrying me into his condo. He laid me down on his bed and said "Baby girl we need to talk cuz you fucking with other niggas ain't gone work for me." "so what you saying ," I asked.
"In the famous words of pac i don't wanna be ya man I wanna be ya nigga" he replied back . We looke at eachother and shared a laugh.