Luda, Usher, Lil' Jon, & Free (Lil' Jon & Free). When it time, only niggaz rock designer first (first) And we pull up and we crush the curb And the rims so deep you can't find your feet (find your feet) Can't see past the truck, past the phantom, the clique I catch Hummer, Benz, and Bentleys Wrist froze, step on the grease, crush the guard and With Jay-Z twisting up weed The Big Bad Wolf he'll puff your hut down The gauge I'll buck rounds, leave you with no knees, the O.G Probably bouncing to Rap music, the four life fluid. And it does make the chicks scream.
She snaked one arm into the air, whilst her other hand played with the waistband of her pants. It ran over her toned, flat stomach and her fingers disappeared underneath her tank for a few seconds. She closed her eyes, letting the rhythm lead her. She rolled her hips in time to the beat and her lips formed the words silently.
Letty grinned and the girls began to dance very dirtily together, matching wicked smiles gracing their lips.
I was up in the club with my homies. Trying to get a little Bia', keep it down on the low key (low key). You should know how it feels (hey, hey!). I saw the shorty she was checking up on me. From the game she was spitting in my ear, you would think that she know me (know me). I decided to chill got heavy, she had me feeling like she's ready to blow (watch out!).Oh! (Watch out!) She's saying, "Come get me" (come get me). So I got up and followed her to the floor. She said, "Baby let's go". When I told her (let's go!) I said.
Jesse looked up and caught sight of Alyssa and Letty's little show they were putting on. His heart leapt alittle as Alyssa met his eyes, but his bottom jaw almost hit the soiled carpet as she flipped him off and turned her back on him.
Dom glanced over at Letty and shook his head sadly, before grabbing her upper arm gently and steering her out of the room, leaving Alyssa in the middle of the room, dancing by herself.
Leon approached her to drag her upstairs to sober up, but he ended up finishing the song with her. Alyssa smiled and knocked back his Corona.
Jesse watched with jealous eyes, but turned back to the skank in his lap. What was her name again? Kris… something? Kirsten? Kristen? That was it! Kristen!
She was beginning to lick her way down his face and to the neck of the shirt he was wearing.
Alyssa glanced at Jesse and felt red-hot anger course through her veins. She strode up to him, hauled the skank off him and dealt him the hardest slap she could muster.
"You bastard." Her voice was barely more than a hiss, but it had the same effect as Dom's throaty growl.
She turned on her heel and fled up the stairs to her room; where she threw open the door and collapsed on her bed, sobbing into the white pillow.