nah DC jawns are not thirsty to that extent
there's literally hundreds of thousands of black women in the urrea tho you'll find what you're looking for
Its true what they say about Atlanta women.
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there's literally hundreds of thousands of black women in the urrea tho you'll find what you're looking for
73.6% of y’all don’t have the check or ambition to deal with Atlanta women. I can tell cuz lot of yall brehs be on here too much, this site bout the most unproductive shyt ever, either you’re broke with nothng to do or you don’t take the grind you got seriously, or maybe you’re wealthy, but ima say the first one is more likely. Not to mention that Atlanta women arent to be locked down, they the type to have fun with. If you come down here looking for a wife then you most likely are the mark and just don’t know it yet. Smart women already know that dudes here got hella options, and they move accordingly. pretty much any female here is down for the fuccery. If they not then they leave and move somewhere else.
OP story sound like some lies too, only way he did that was if he pulled up in a brand new Lambo
OP story sound like some lies too, only way he did that was if he pulled up in a brand new Lambo
LET ME DISPELL THE MYTHS ABOUT BEING A SINGLE BLACK MAN IN ATL FOR MY COLI BREHS, being that I am a Fairly attractive Golden God
ATL BLACK WOMEN ARE EATTING....and there is a growing demand for white chocolate:mjpls2:
Simping is at an ALL TIME HIGH:tnnohomo:
All the attractive black women aged 18-74 are taken
, but these women are eating so we'll, they out here looking for simps to give her some seconds
These women OF ALL RACES ARE NOT THIRSTY, MEN OF ALL RACES HERE ARE. THERE ARE JUST TOO MANY GOOD LOOKING WOMEN, AND TOOO MANY SIMPS. SITUATIONSHIP OVERLOAD
The single mother lifestyle is HIGH, and because this is ATL AND the women are beautiful and SMART, you still gotta meet qualifications.
Women out here LOOKING FOR THE BAAAAAAGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!
These WOMEN OF ALL RACES WANT THAT BAG 1ST AND FOREMOST! If you aint gotta bag with some swag you ain't eating from no attractive woman in the A.
Money is King here, and you will eat if you have it.
That's the problem with Being a straight black male in the A, SELF WORTH..DO YOU HAVE IT
@THE RETIRED SKJ thoughts?
ATL BLACK WOMEN ARE EATTING....and there is a growing demand for white chocolate:mjpls2:
Simping is at an ALL TIME HIGH:tnnohomo:
All the attractive black women aged 18-74 are taken
, but these women are eating so we'll, they out here looking for simps to give her some secondsThese women OF ALL RACES ARE NOT THIRSTY, MEN OF ALL RACES HERE ARE. THERE ARE JUST TOO MANY GOOD LOOKING WOMEN, AND TOOO MANY SIMPS. SITUATIONSHIP OVERLOAD
The single mother lifestyle is HIGH, and because this is ATL AND the women are beautiful and SMART, you still gotta meet qualifications.
Women out here LOOKING FOR THE BAAAAAAGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!
These WOMEN OF ALL RACES WANT THAT BAG 1ST AND FOREMOST! If you aint gotta bag with some swag you ain't eating from no attractive woman in the A.
Money is King here, and you will eat if you have it.
That's the problem with Being a straight black male in the A, SELF WORTH..DO YOU HAVE IT
@THE RETIRED SKJ thoughts?
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Damn we saying the same shyt
Chrishaune
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Atlanta is just like anywhere else. You better know how to spot a good woman...
In the A good woman is already taken, she is just weighing options at this point
the bossman
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Some call it thirsty. Some call it a woman going after what she wants
Exactly what i was thinking. I lived there for 2 years and it wasnt like that. I aint saying theyre gold diggers but they do want nikkas with money. They not just pulling up like that either. You can pull them but theyre not that thirsty. Why would they be thirsty when its nikkas from out of town all the time trying to get them. I found its a high number of single women out there but they not stressing it. Its a lot of lesbians there too. nikka probably looked like a lick
O.T.I.S.
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Rice'N Beckford
**King of ADOS**
ATL nikkas promote tricking and simpin so much and disguise it as “ women gettin the bag” 
Well that's the game in the A, pulling up with nothing to offer a woman here?:tnnohomo:ATL nikkas promote tricking and simpin so much and disguise it as “ women gettin the bag”
I blame ti
But seriously tho what happened to tha pimp shyt? When did tha tables turn? It used to be break a bytch college. Now it's cashapps, sugar daddies & buying bottles & sections all for hoes. I understand certain nikkas been getting tricked out they bread forever but now this shyt is promoted. I have my own theory as to why this is but i wanna hear yo input seeing as you've lived through tha transition and can speak with perspective.
PS i already understand how making it rain became popular (nikkas imitating bmf not keeping in mind they were just washing drug money). Plus alot of rappers get fronted bands by strip clubs to show up and promote they shyt.
Keeping shyt 100, when it first popped off a good bit of Atlantas appeal to out of towners was basically just sex tourism. Whole bunch of nikkas just came here for the hoes and the strip clubs. So you basically dealing with nikkas from everywhere who after the same thing you after, and them boys heavy tricking too, so inadvertently you gotta drop a check too just for the price of admission. Whole lot of ugly and average women here, but the “ATL chick” that comes to mind when these brehs talk about it would drag the shyt outta most these nikkas. If a woman is attractive here, she got a breh with a serious check floating in her orbit. If she’s locked down and has attractive friends, it’s even worse cuz it’s a good chance her friends fukking with dudes who got way more than you. If she’s Iocked down and has ugly friends she probably the action, and you got bigger fish to fry. These brehs in here don’t know how to play the game, they’ll call a woman a slut if she got more than 7 bodies, their insecurities would eat them alive in this town. You can eat very well in the A, but you gotta have your shyt together, but mainly you need to be able to see these women for what they are. Not all, but most of the ones here co-sign this shyt too, they social climbing and always looking for the come up. So you gotta remember that there is always a breh with a bigger check, and don’t be shocked when he pull up on your girl and she has something to say. Just the way it is.
Laidbackman
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I don't believe the OP, but this actually did happen to me when I first visited Atlanta on a weekend during the hot late July summer of 2005, however I didn't hit it. I had went to the now closed Harristons night club in Stone Mountain, which was the equivalence off Classics in the DMV, for you old schoolers. A lot of high rollers would come to Harristons, like they did Classics. Anyway, that early Friday morning when I left the DMV to the ATL, I kept hearing on the radio that Michael Baisden was going to be in Atlanta that night, but I had no ideal it was going to be Harristons. I never even heard of Harristons. But that's the club I wounded up going to that Friday night.
To cut to the chase, I met a girl that night in Harristons, who moved to Atlanta from Houston. She was originally from New York. She bought a few books from Michael Basiden that night, who I didn't even recognize. He wasn't all that popular then, not to the point you'd know his face. I just know people kept getting their pictures taken with him, who were mostly women and male pro athletics. I could tell the men were pro athletes because most of them were big and tall. I think Dominique Wilkins was one of then. I heard you would see him a lot in the clubs down here. Anyway, when this girl bought her books, she came over to my table, and asked me if I could hold on to them while she used the rest room. When she came back, she bought me a drink for the favor. We got on the dance floor, and it went on from there. I hadn't partied that late in years. She had an all right face, but her shape wasn't all that good. She had a little fat around her stomach, and she didn't have much behind. I remember she was wearing this jean skirt. Although it was about 3:30am when we came out the club, it was picture perfect weather. She told me she had an older man who I guess she was bored with. She didn't complain about him or anything, but she was willing to be with me for some reason. I remember leaning on my car, and slobbing her down like we were teenage lovers. I can't explain it, but she seemed a little too innocent to be messing around with a brother she just met. Not saying she felt like a church girl or anything, but she just didn't fit the type. And it wasn't like she was angry about anything as though she was getting back at her man or something. After we stopped kissing, I finally got around to telling her my age. Then she almost threw up. Okay, she didn't do all that, but the mode did change a little, and she was surprised. I've been scared to tell a young girl my age ever since.
So with that change in mode, she was still hanging, but not all that excited as she once was. That, and the fact that I wasn't really all that physically attracted to her, I didn't press her that much. I remember driving around with her later that night, as late as it already was. I must have followed her somewhere, and she got in my car after she parked hers. She must have trusted me a whole lot. She had to work later that day too. Anyway, we hooked up later that evening. or it may have been the following evening. We went to my motel, and sat on my bed for about 15 minutes. But she still didn't seem like the type, and I still wasn't sexually attracted to her. If she had been just a little more aggressive, I may have made a move. I think she knew I wasn't all that attracted to her. All I would have been doing was spanking another mans girl, a girl I wasn't physically attracted to, nor was going to ever see again anytime soon. Plus she still seemed kinda like a good girl. It was kinda sad too, knowing that a good girl like her could be messing around on me too. Anyway, she wounded up leaving. She was cool the whole time though. But from what I know today about a lot of these women down here, I was suppose to have taken her to my motel that same night I met her, which I thought was too far away in Riverdale.
It didn't add up until years later, but this is what I believe. I think she thought I was some how affiliated with Michael Baisden. At times I was sitting very close to him, the moments when the picture taking would slow down, and he was alone. It was like at times, we were the only two brothers who were alone in the club. I could have just started a conversation with him. That's how close I came to him a few times that night. Plus Baisden looks very much like two of my family members, one being my oldest brother. Maybe that's why I felt so comfortable around him. I may have looked like a family member of his as well, who knows. At times, it felt like he was expecting me to say something to him. He probably eventually figured out I didn't know who he was. So back to the girl. Btw, I was probably in the best shape of my life at the time, plus I'm a big guy. In saying that, I very much believe this girl thought I was Michael Baisdens bodyguard. If not, his relative. I think that's why she trusted me so much. That, plus the fact that that's kinda the way some of these girls role down here.
I think I told this story here before.
To cut to the chase, I met a girl that night in Harristons, who moved to Atlanta from Houston. She was originally from New York. She bought a few books from Michael Basiden that night, who I didn't even recognize. He wasn't all that popular then, not to the point you'd know his face. I just know people kept getting their pictures taken with him, who were mostly women and male pro athletics. I could tell the men were pro athletes because most of them were big and tall. I think Dominique Wilkins was one of then. I heard you would see him a lot in the clubs down here. Anyway, when this girl bought her books, she came over to my table, and asked me if I could hold on to them while she used the rest room. When she came back, she bought me a drink for the favor. We got on the dance floor, and it went on from there. I hadn't partied that late in years. She had an all right face, but her shape wasn't all that good. She had a little fat around her stomach, and she didn't have much behind. I remember she was wearing this jean skirt. Although it was about 3:30am when we came out the club, it was picture perfect weather. She told me she had an older man who I guess she was bored with. She didn't complain about him or anything, but she was willing to be with me for some reason. I remember leaning on my car, and slobbing her down like we were teenage lovers. I can't explain it, but she seemed a little too innocent to be messing around with a brother she just met. Not saying she felt like a church girl or anything, but she just didn't fit the type. And it wasn't like she was angry about anything as though she was getting back at her man or something. After we stopped kissing, I finally got around to telling her my age. Then she almost threw up. Okay, she didn't do all that, but the mode did change a little, and she was surprised. I've been scared to tell a young girl my age ever since.
So with that change in mode, she was still hanging, but not all that excited as she once was. That, and the fact that I wasn't really all that physically attracted to her, I didn't press her that much. I remember driving around with her later that night, as late as it already was. I must have followed her somewhere, and she got in my car after she parked hers. She must have trusted me a whole lot. She had to work later that day too. Anyway, we hooked up later that evening. or it may have been the following evening. We went to my motel, and sat on my bed for about 15 minutes. But she still didn't seem like the type, and I still wasn't sexually attracted to her. If she had been just a little more aggressive, I may have made a move. I think she knew I wasn't all that attracted to her. All I would have been doing was spanking another mans girl, a girl I wasn't physically attracted to, nor was going to ever see again anytime soon. Plus she still seemed kinda like a good girl. It was kinda sad too, knowing that a good girl like her could be messing around on me too. Anyway, she wounded up leaving. She was cool the whole time though. But from what I know today about a lot of these women down here, I was suppose to have taken her to my motel that same night I met her, which I thought was too far away in Riverdale.
It didn't add up until years later, but this is what I believe. I think she thought I was some how affiliated with Michael Baisden. At times I was sitting very close to him, the moments when the picture taking would slow down, and he was alone. It was like at times, we were the only two brothers who were alone in the club. I could have just started a conversation with him. That's how close I came to him a few times that night. Plus Baisden looks very much like two of my family members, one being my oldest brother. Maybe that's why I felt so comfortable around him. I may have looked like a family member of his as well, who knows. At times, it felt like he was expecting me to say something to him. He probably eventually figured out I didn't know who he was. So back to the girl. Btw, I was probably in the best shape of my life at the time, plus I'm a big guy. In saying that, I very much believe this girl thought I was Michael Baisdens bodyguard. If not, his relative. I think that's why she trusted me so much. That, plus the fact that that's kinda the way some of these girls role down here.
I think I told this story here before.
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