So one time I hit up a chick I knew back in junior high. ask her how she's been and what were her plans for the weekend? she tell's me nothing so I say, "We should link up and spark one. I haven't seen you in a minute" she says "OK! I can't wait."
So the backstory with this chick is I met her in JHS, we dated for a minute and then ended up breaking up but maintained being friends and shyt. she ended up having a daughter, but the child's father was a dead beat (by her description, never met the guy) and he didn't do shyt for his seed and was putting hands to the child's Mother. so I always kept in contact, did shyt for the kid when I could without it being like I'm trying to play the Father role.
Boom, I get fresh. got on some Issey Miyake, nice Hov style button up, jeans creased (Shout out to my 3rd coast nikkas for putting me on to that shyt), kicks fresh, got on some pieces of gold you know.... thinking I was fly. so I get my partna to drop me off. she stays in a part of town I never venture to, never knew no one around that area so I played it smart and never ventured over there (lol my city territorial like that). So I get out the car, shortie jumps on me and hugging the shyt out of me. so in my mind I'm like "I got some shyt for you to come and get" (word to drake). so she like "let's go get some liquor" I say "Cool." before we leave she introduces me to her cousin or some shyt that stayed with her, I shook her cousins hand. then she introduces me to some big corn-bread-fed ass nikka that was suppose to be her cousins man, I dap's him up but he giving me a look so now I'm like
might be some shyt, but fukk it.
We dips out and hit the liquor store that's like 20mins away. she pull's into the parking space, we hop out. soon as I get around the car she jumps on me again saying how much she misses me and the whole 9, kisses a nikka on the lips and showing me more than just "buddy-buddy" type love. so after we cop the bottle and bounce back to her spot, we get out the car and now it's her cousin, her cousin boyfriend (the big corn bread dude) and another lil nikka. So we get to the entrance of her complex building and she says "Oh this is <forget the nikkas name> this is my boyfriend"
So I dap him up and he has a look on his face too on some
type shyt. so I done already put 2 and 2 together. the cousin's boyfriend is lil buddies ace-boon right, so naturally he doing what any nikka gone do for his partna and hip him to how the way she acted and I showed up was a little "off".
We step into her spot, I pick the seat that gives me the better advantage, like no one should be walking behind me or doing no dumb shyt in this chair unless they plotting. so we burning and sipping, Me, Her, Her cousin, Her cousin's boyfriend and of course her boyfriend.
at first I'm thinking to myself "I should've fukking drove" but everyone cool or atleast playing it cool. I knew some shyt was up when we were all watching Def Jam (the one reboot in like 2000 something) and She laughing, I'm laughing, and her cousin laughing. her boyfriend and his corn-bread homie got the ice grills looking at the screen like 
so now I'm hip, I know what time it is. I'm off bases, I'm kind of jiggy and I got no blade, ox or pistola on me so I'm legit fukked if they jump a nikka. so I start plotting the exit strategy quick. hit my partna up that dropped me off in a text, this nikka in another state... fukk! so now I'm rolling through my phonebook tryna see who can give me a lift. then I get the text alert message and I'm like "damn, who this?" I read the text, and I lie to you fukking not 
it was HER texting me with her man right there. 
So I damn near said "the hell is you texting how my birthday was and I'm right here". so I look at the phone again, and hit close on the text and shoot one to a partna that got a whip. I get the "yea, give me 30mins I got you." I just gotta play it smooth till then and I won't die out here.
5mins later, I just happen to see movement out the corner of my eye and it's her putting her phone back on her lap. 5seconds after that, my phone goes off with another text alert. her ass AGAIN. this time I saw the way the boyfriend look at her as she put the phone done then glanced in mine when I picked mine up. so I'm like "man, my homie need to get the fukk!"
got like 20-something minutes left on the clock.
I got this, nikka's won't catch me slipping. *Knock Knock Knock* 
who the fukk is this? ANOTHER nikka steps in and daps up the boyfriend and the boyfriend's homie. so now I'm like 
. the boyfriend and new dude that came in step off for a quick second and the nikka that just came(new dude) comes back like "Ight son, I'll be right back".
fukk! I'm like son going to go get the pistola. so now I'm jive like on edge hoping my homie bring his ass the fukk on. before buddy got back I get the call "I'm outside". so I bounces quick, play it like I ain't know what was going on and tell them I got something to tend to.
Come to find out, the number I texted thinking it was one homie was a completely different homie who actually lived a few blocks away (he had his shortie with him and that's why they took too long). I jumped in the whip and was like
Moral of the story = this is just 1 type of the fukked up women stories I have. so next time y'all say a nikka putting the p*ssy on a pedestal understand why it is I'm going like that for a chick that seem's to be the complete opposite of the chicks I'm used to.
So the backstory with this chick is I met her in JHS, we dated for a minute and then ended up breaking up but maintained being friends and shyt. she ended up having a daughter, but the child's father was a dead beat (by her description, never met the guy) and he didn't do shyt for his seed and was putting hands to the child's Mother. so I always kept in contact, did shyt for the kid when I could without it being like I'm trying to play the Father role.
Boom, I get fresh. got on some Issey Miyake, nice Hov style button up, jeans creased (Shout out to my 3rd coast nikkas for putting me on to that shyt), kicks fresh, got on some pieces of gold you know.... thinking I was fly. so I get my partna to drop me off. she stays in a part of town I never venture to, never knew no one around that area so I played it smart and never ventured over there (lol my city territorial like that). So I get out the car, shortie jumps on me and hugging the shyt out of me. so in my mind I'm like "I got some shyt for you to come and get" (word to drake). so she like "let's go get some liquor" I say "Cool." before we leave she introduces me to her cousin or some shyt that stayed with her, I shook her cousins hand. then she introduces me to some big corn-bread-fed ass nikka that was suppose to be her cousins man, I dap's him up but he giving me a look so now I'm like
might be some shyt, but fukk it.We dips out and hit the liquor store that's like 20mins away. she pull's into the parking space, we hop out. soon as I get around the car she jumps on me again saying how much she misses me and the whole 9, kisses a nikka on the lips and showing me more than just "buddy-buddy" type love. so after we cop the bottle and bounce back to her spot, we get out the car and now it's her cousin, her cousin boyfriend (the big corn bread dude) and another lil nikka. So we get to the entrance of her complex building and she says "Oh this is <forget the nikkas name> this is my boyfriend"
So I dap him up and he has a look on his face too on some
type shyt. so I done already put 2 and 2 together. the cousin's boyfriend is lil buddies ace-boon right, so naturally he doing what any nikka gone do for his partna and hip him to how the way she acted and I showed up was a little "off".We step into her spot, I pick the seat that gives me the better advantage, like no one should be walking behind me or doing no dumb shyt in this chair unless they plotting. so we burning and sipping, Me, Her, Her cousin, Her cousin's boyfriend and of course her boyfriend.
at first I'm thinking to myself "I should've fukking drove
" but everyone cool or atleast playing it cool. I knew some shyt was up when we were all watching Def Jam (the one reboot in like 2000 something) and She laughing, I'm laughing, and her cousin laughing. her boyfriend and his corn-bread homie got the ice grills looking at the screen like so now I'm hip, I know what time it is. I'm off bases, I'm kind of jiggy and I got no blade, ox or pistola on me so I'm legit fukked if they jump a nikka. so I start plotting the exit strategy quick. hit my partna up that dropped me off in a text, this nikka in another state... fukk! so now I'm rolling through my phonebook tryna see who can give me a lift. then I get the text alert message and I'm like "damn, who this?" I read the text, and I lie to you fukking not it was HER texting me with her man right there. So I damn near said "the hell is you texting how my birthday was and I'm right here". so I look at the phone again, and hit close on the text and shoot one to a partna that got a whip. I get the "yea, give me 30mins I got you." I just gotta play it smooth till then and I won't die out here.5mins later, I just happen to see movement out the corner of my eye and it's her putting her phone back on her lap. 5seconds after that, my phone goes off with another text alert. her ass AGAIN. this time I saw the way the boyfriend look at her as she put the phone done then glanced in mine when I picked mine up. so I'm like "man, my homie need to get the fukk!"
got like 20-something minutes left on the clock.
I got this, nikka's won't catch me slipping. *Knock Knock Knock* who the fukk is this? ANOTHER nikka steps in and daps up the boyfriend and the boyfriend's homie. so now I'm like . the boyfriend and new dude that came in step off for a quick second and the nikka that just came(new dude) comes back like "Ight son, I'll be right back". fukk! I'm like son going to go get the pistola. so now I'm jive like on edge hoping my homie bring his ass the fukk on. before buddy got back I get the call "I'm outside". so I bounces quick, play it like I ain't know what was going on and tell them I got something to tend to.Come to find out, the number I texted thinking it was one homie was a completely different homie who actually lived a few blocks away (he had his shortie with him and that's why they took too long). I jumped in the whip and was like
Moral of the story = this is just 1 type of the fukked up women stories I have. so next time y'all say a nikka putting the p*ssy on a pedestal understand why it is I'm going like that for a chick that seem's to be the complete opposite of the chicks I'm used to.
@ being stuck is a beesh house with strange dudes grillin u. 
nah I didn't, just thought about another situation. I'll type that one up this weekend or something, but she (chick from another situation) did treat a nikka like a King until I had to completely erase her out my mind.
at first but then she really got into it and i was all about it. The game continued and I dared the chick to do that shyt to me again and she obliged. My homie was looking at me like 
. Turns out the chick was his girl and I didn't even know it. I thought it was open season and I'm sitting there straight thristing over my man's girl. I felt bad for a little bit until I fukked the friend with a ribbed condom over the sink before driving home drunk.