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“These fellas just need a little motivation every now and then. What kind of leader would I be if I didn’t give my guys daily words of affirmation?”
“Fuck it, I’m a snitch bitch today!” Zeke exclaimed as he trekked back in my direction. “Your girl is a bop. A hoe. A hood pass around. Her and her friends fuck off with any nigga that will buy them a ten piece lemon pepper hot combo and a dime bag.”
Before me, this nigga stood with a torn wife beater, inside out sweats, two different slides, and a shiesty mask. Hanging from his mouth was a funky ass cigarette. Not to mention the AK-47 with a hundred round drum attached draped over his shoulder. This boy was a fucking clown and didn‘t take shit seriously to save his life.
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“I wasn’t eyeing that man.” I was lying like hell but that wasn’t the point. “But you were definitely ready to bust it open for the homie.” “And if he licks his lips at me one more time, we go together.”
“Because she said she wants to be fucked hanging over my balcony and I told her I want to fold her like a pretzel and fuck her upside down with my finger in her ass..” He looked at her with pure lust in his eyes. “I think I love you shorty.”
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I’ll slap a nigga’s granny before he ever has me sliding down a wall.
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the weapon between his leg was the type to have me pulling up to his house and fighting every bitch that wasn’t his mother. Shit, the way he had me feeling I would have to slap her around a few times for birthing something so perfect.
“Shan, where your good pussy having ass been?” Xavier interrupted before Kelcee could speak. We were still engaged in a brief stare off and oblivious to what was going on around us. “I been missing Fat Ma.” “Well let’s go discuss how she been missing Big Papa too.”
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