Windowshopper
Me: "Hello My friends. Its been a while. Unforunately my characters had a sort of...'ACCIDENT' say to speak. So they won't be joining us today. Yes this is an M-rated song-fic. The song elongs to 50 Cent. Windowshopper. No lemon.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sonic the Hedgehog or any reference I make from it.
Ohh
The top feels so much better than the bottom
So much better
Sonic took Blaze to all these sorts of malls and stores she wanted to go to. She was tired of the same look, they were dating after all. Sonic decided to go out and spend a little. Because nothings too much for her. Atleast, that's what he thought. She looked at all the earrings and stuff. They were sure as hell expensive. But they had enough since Kick was so kind to give them money. He laughed while rubbing her shoulders affectionately. "Do you like them?" He asked as he kissed her.
Ja you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Jada you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at **** you can't buy
Joe you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying get a test drive
Nas you's a window shopper
Mad as **** when you see me ride by
Blaze purred and sighed in content. She nodded, somewhat in a trance. She knew Sonic would do anything to prove himself. He wasn't selfish, he was many thngs. He was cocky, airheaded, and somewhat cluelless. But she loved him. And he loved her. "Go ahead. You know nothings too much for you." He said as he caressed her tail as she went into the store.
Summertime white porche carrera is milky
Im on the grind let my paper stack when I'm filthy
Funny how a nigga get the screw facing at me
Anyhow, they aint got the heart to get at me
I'll get down, southsides the hood that I come from
So I dont cruise to nobodys hood without my gun
You know the kid aint gonna follow that bullshit
try and stick me imma let off a full clip
It aint my fault you done fucked up your re-up
At the dice game who told you put a G up
Everybody mad when their paper dont stack right
When I come around y'all niggas better act right
When we got the tops down, you can hear the system thump
When we rollin' rollin' rollin'
Shut your block down, quick to put a hole in a chump
nigga When we rollin' rollin' rollin'
She didn't know where to start, but she started to do so on the spot as to not keep her cerulean boyfriend waiting. She started with some silver bracelets that looked perfect. She also spotted silver earings that were shaped like Sonic's spin ball. She bought those too and went out to see Sonic staring at her mouth agape. "Damn Blaze! You look-You look- just damn!" He said as he kissed her again.
Ja you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Jada you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at **** you can't buy
Joe you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying get a test drive
Nas you's a window shopper
Mad as **** when you see me ride by
They also bought her a silk blue dress for when they wanna go out later. he reminded himself, that he was as lucky she chose him over Silver. I mean, c'mon! When she chose Sonic, Silver was PISSED! Kick was a little disappointed, but was able to cope with the fact. And as a matter of fact. Amy had been pretty PISSED off too! So they left the mall and got into Sonic's Mazda RX-8 which was blue covered with purple flames on the front. The rims were chrome with the lip brushed with light blue brushed paint on it. It had a V8 engine, supercharged of course. It was amped in so many ways. The got in and drove towards home. When they passed the house with a pink roof, they could've sworn they saw Amy and Silver staring at them with burning hate. They didn't let it get to them though, they never did.
niggas Love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come scoop me up in LAX and I hop in
When it comes to bad bitches you know I got them
Some from Long Beach, some from Watts, some from Compton
You know a nigga wanna see how cali girls freak off
After that 5 hour flight from New York
I start spitting G at a bitch like a pimp man
Tell her meet me at The Mondrian so we can do our thing
She can bring the lingerie with her I suppose
And we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes
She can run and tell her best friend bout my sex game
Her best friend could potentially be next man
Listen man, shit changed
I came up from doing my thang
Homey I'm holing, holing, holing
shit man, the store owner watching you
For something get stolen, stolen, stolen
When they got home, Sonic carrried her to their bedroom and kissed her before letting her fall asleep. He went downstairs and smiled brightly.
Ja you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Jada you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at **** you can't buy
Joe you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying get a test drive
Nas you's a window shopper
Mad as **** when you see me ride by
As soon as he finished cleaning the kitchen, he heard Blaze call him upstairs in a smoewhat sexy way. He grinned deviously and ran upstairs. (NOTHINGS too good for my Blaze...) He thought.
Ja you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Jada you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at **** you can't buy
Joe you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying get a test drive
Nas you's a window shopper
Mad as **** when you see me ride by
Me: "So what'cha think? Review please!" SONG BELONGS TO 50 CENT