Gangsta Boo Lyrics Novels & Stories

My fingers tighten around the phone as I stare at her message, trying to make sense of it. She’s scared. Or maybe ashamed. Maybe both. She shouldn't be, not after the nights we've spent together. So that’s it? - Liam I type, my frustration seeping through. You don’t want to be seen with me because of what I do?” - Liam Her response is instant this time. I don’t hang out with boys like you, Liam. I don’t get involved with... gangsters. -Liam The word stings more than I care to admit. Gangster. I know what I am, I’m not naive about it, but hearing it from her? That’s different.

~ The baddie life ain't for the weak ~ POV: GABRIELLA BROOKS 🎶Buss down thotiana, Buss down thotiana 🎶I wanna see you buss down The music from last night echoed in my head as I gained consciousness, my head was pounding badly and I wished it would stop. I slowly opened my eyes but squinted as the light was too bright, my mouth was dry and I felt dizzy.

This time around, no voice was heard, but loud rap music played from what seemed like a boom box. Jo shook her head. Typical gangsters. Why did they always have to be so loud? She wondered. They entered the room, and then Jo heard heard them speak, “Yo, my man H—” “Shut up! You idiot! We said no names remember?” “Yo, sorry man, I forgot.” “See that it doesn't happen again.” “Okay. Okay. You got my product?” “You got my green?” “You bet yo mama's sweet ass I do.”

"You're the one I want oh Before my liver start to fail You're the one I need oh Before cassava start to hail And if I ever leave oh Make water carry me dey go Far away, far away" I danced to the lyrics as I sang along, my voice sang higher when it came to the chorus "She say give me assurance Assurance I give my baby assurance I give my baby lifetime insurance Assurance, assurance I give my baby assurance I give my baby lifetime insurance Biggie biggie Heavy heavy (Chei) Baby do you want me? Haba" I almost screamed louder to express my pain, I knew I was being being dramatic but please. Give me a break. I just watched the first guy I kiss take another girl on an Ice Cream Date right after w

Lee hisses back. "I dare you to bang that hot waitress." Quinn dares him. "A grand says you can't." I can't hate him more. He is trash. "Nah," Lee says. "Think of what a grand is worth. You can get you your next fix." Quinn tries to persuade him. So Lee does drugs. "Think of also those sweet tits it can buy at XXX Chix too," Quinn adds. At the mention of XXX Chix, I remember am supposed to be there in the next hour and also pick my brother. I take a sip of my coffee as I pack my stuff.

I quickly pulled out my phone and texted Sheila: “Girl, I’m getting fucked tonight 🔥 Don’t wait up.” Richard was rock hard,I could see the thick outline straining against his trousers. He started the powerful engine rumbling low and smooth. He connected his phone and played “wgft” by Gunna featuring Burna Boy. The beat dropped, that smooth trap groove with Afrobeat flavor filling the car. I sang along loud, tipsy and carefree, whining my hips on the passenger seat to the rhythm, hands in the air, laughing. “We gettin’ fucked tonight…” Richard glanced over at me, a hungry smile spreading across his face as he pulled out of the parking spot. His eyes traced my body… dress hiked up, thighs sti

To employ him! The gun that Angelo aimed at Bart's head did not frighten him at all, even when he heard Angel curses and Bart cursed him, he kept smiling stubbornly and determined! Angelo had two options, either to join his group to work for him, or to shoot him with his pistol and kill him, but he chose to ride in the car and join him to his group! "Boss" Bart called on Angelo. "Someone stabbed the tire with a knife; the cut is clean and visible on the inside of the tire."

his voice dripping with lust oh boyyyyy

"What else?" "Did our great Underboss hope I'd give him a bastard heir after one night?" Grant crushed the glass bottle in his hand. Beads of blood seeped from between his fingers as he threw the shards into the trash can with a clatter. "You know if you had dared to give birth to it, I would have strangled it with my own hands." In my last life, that was exactly what he did. That tiny life, snuffed out before it could even draw a breath. Grant had pinned my jaw, forcing the bitter potion down my throat.