Fat Black Rapper Novels & Stories

City girl like to let you blam on her titty (Titty) City girls like to stare and act so saditty I know city girls like a nigga dark skin and pretty (Oh) All I wanna do is have fun in the city (All I want to do) All I want for you to do is leave your friends and get missin' (Oh) All I wanna do is keep it real with your pimpin', baby (Real, okay) Long as you don't switch up when you blow and get your millions, ayy Bad, bad bitch, feed her Percocets and Adderall (Bad, bad) Test, test, gotta cuff her, yeah Let's make a cause (You're a bad, bad bitch) Keep it simple with you Everything you want is boss (Yeah, you want it all) Let you shop, my bank account, you get your Black Card (Yeah, on God) I

The fat man with a big head and big ears was like a little chicken at the moment. As soon as his words fell, he came into contact with Philip’s gaze. He felt as if he was being stared at by a lion. That immense wave of pressure made him breathless! The fat man swallowed his spit and with flickering eyes, he pointed at Philip while shouting, “You… Don’t be too arrogant! My boss is Ray of Dunham Street! He’s a ruthless character and was jailed before! If you do anything to me, he’ll definitely not let you off!”

Let's find out and see, Cardi B You know where I'm at You know where I be You in the club just to party I'm there, I get paid a fee I be in and out them banks so much I know they're tired of me Honestly, don't give a fuck 'Bout who ain't fond of me Dropped two mixtapes in six months What bitch working as hard as me? I don't bother with these hoes Don't let these hoes bother me They see pictures, they say, "Goals" Bitch, I'm who they tryna be Look, I might just chill in some Bape I might just chill with your boo I might just feel on your babe My pussy feel like a lake

From the annoying high tone of the voice I could already tell who it was. "Adaeze" I said in a small voice. "Still haven't learnt to talk out ehn? Fatty" She teased with a bold smirk, her two friends behind her Runke and Hadiza released low chuckles clearly finding amusement in their friend making fun of me. "My name is not Fatty" I muttered lowly. She only laughed "Ehn but you are fat na, so the name fits perfectly" I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry. You promised yourself you won't let it get to you anymore Rica.

This was Bettina, my good for nothing, beauty without brain cousin. "Whoah?! That much? Weren't you scammed, Yna?" she asked exagerratedly. "You know what, change into something else. A pink gown, perhaps? That way, you would just let your true nature show. A pig!" she burst out laughing after that. "Nicholas didn't mind when I showed him the dress, so why would you?" I asked back, rubbing in her face that my groom approved my attire. But the truth was, I was hurt. She was right. I am a pig. I did try losing weight over the past two weeks. But I guess, I haven't successfully shed ten pounds.

Trina started 🎶Dark skin brudda had his eyes on me🎶 🎶Hair money, green and my swag look clean🎶 🎶He was like, "Yo, pretty girl where you been🎶 🎶Don't wanna cause a scene, ain't seen you before🎶 🎶Lookin' like a snack, wanna know what's in store🎶 🎶Yea, I'm from the ends, but I'm always on tour"🎶 🎶"If you wanna link me, that's a chore🎶 🎶Take my I***a if you wanna know more"🎶 🎶Baby boy, I stay choosy lips Juicy🎶 🎶Niggas wanna do me but can't move me🎶 🎶Bubble 'pon the settin' ain't talking jacuzzi🎶

KEVAH'S POV JULY 9TH, 2016 Let me tell you something about myself; I am fat, there I said it. I am a 300lbs, dark skin beauty. You don't have to remind me; you don't have to gawk at my huge ass or frown at my Pudge. It's just not nice. I know I'm motherfucking big, and guess what? I don't motherfucking care what a motherfucker has to say about me.

All while stroking himself. "Do you want this?" My eyes fall on his erection as soon as he asks, a smirk is pasted on his arrogant face. Such an asshole. "Yes," but I answer that asshole just the way he wants it. Because I do, I do want it. He has an amazing tool and I think it's such a stupid thing to do to say no to that. Would a fat kid say yes to his favorite food? In a heartbeat. Just like me, with my favorite 'chicken'.

“Who is this, please?” “I know what your mate did to you, but I can help you turn things around.” “Who are you?” “My name is Diamond Kex.” The name meant nothing familiar to me in any way. “What do you want from me?” “I'm about to change your entire life totally.”

The smile on his face is taunting, allowing me to see that he knows more about me than I do about him. "I see you got my message," he notes, pointing down to the paper I still hold in my hand. A lump gathers in my throat as I glance down at it. I don't think I can handle not knowing anything about this man for another second, especially with the probability of Malik walking back in here being so high. "I've never seen you before," I say slowly. "How did you even manage to get up here?" "Let me firstly introduce myself," he says politely. He holds his hands out, and I see his hands are encased in strange ebony velvet gloves. "I'm known most commonly as Fate."