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chapter 6: Niggas in Paris retake

I grabbed my bookbag, the motercycle keys, and my back up makeup bag. i slipped my ipod touch into my bra and blasted rihanna and chris browns birthday cake. when i arrived at school i took the earphones out of the ipod and blasted my themesong niggas in paris by Jay-z and Kanye West on watch the throne album.
So I ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
first niggas gotta find me
What’s 50 grand to a muhfucka like me
Can you please remind me?
Ball so hard, this shit crazy
Y’all don’t know that don’t shit phase me
The Nets could go 0-82 and I look at you like this shit gravy
Ball so hard, this shit weird
We ain’t even s’pose to be here,
Ball so hard, since we here
It’s only right that we be fair
Psycho, I’m liable to go Michael
Take your pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6
Ball so hard, got a broke clock, Rolleys that don’t tick tock
Audemars that’s losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks
Ball so hard, I’m shocked too, I’m supposed to be locked up too
you escaped what I’ve escaped
You’d be in Paris getting fucked up too
Ball so hard, let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like 6 days
Gold bottles, scold models, spillin’ Ace on my sick J’s
So ball so hard, bitch behave, just might let you meet Ye,
Chi towns D. Rose, I’m movin’ the Nets to BK

[Hook]
[x2]
Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
That shit cray [x3]

[Kanye West]
She said Ye can we get married at the mall?
I said look you need to crawl ‘fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all
Ball so hard
That shit cray (that shit cray), ain’t it Jay?
Ball so hard
What she order (what she order), fish filet
Ball so hard
Your whip so cold, this old thing
Ball so hard
Act like you’ll never be around muhfuckas like this again
Bougie girl, grab her hand
Fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance
Excuse my French but I’m in France (I’m just sayin’)
Prince William’s ain’t do it right if you ask me
Cause I was him I would have married Kate & Ashley
What's Gucci my nigga?
What's Louie my killa?
What's drugs my deala?
What's that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest
Cause I’m suffering from realness
Got my niggas in Paris
And they going gorillas, huh!

[(Chazz) & Jimmy]
I don't even know what that means.
(No one knows what it means, but it's provocative)
No, it's not
(It gets the people going!)

[Jay-Z]
Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me
Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me

[Kanye West]
You are now watching the throne
Don’t let me get in my zone [x3]
These other niggas is lyin’
Actin’ like the summer ain’t mine

[Jay-Z]
I got that hot bitch in my home

[Kanye West]
You know how many hot bitches I own?
Don’t let me get in my zone [x4]
The stars is in the building
They hands is to the ceiling
I know I’m bout to kill it
How you know, I got that feeling
You are now watching the throne
Don’t let me into my zone [x2]

[Jay-Z & Kanye West]
I’m definitely in my zone
As the song was playing

chapter 7: killin bitches in my lane

I that bitches/sluts and jocks and hotties were gonna be all over me. So tommorow I would go tomboy/ fashionista I am.
I went to 3rd period science. I felt exposed so i, quickly put on my blue aero hoodie on and zipped it up. I still had my thousand dollar shades on and waltzed into the classroom. they were in the middle of introducing themselves."young lady, why are u late."she said. i replied' i, erm, had a bit of a clothing malfunction.""sit down she said. i walked to my seat fastly. oh just my luck! only seat was smack in the middle of the tomboys,outcasts,skateboarders and dancers on one side. the jocks, cheerleaders, and hotties on the other." young lady removed your the hood of your head and those sunglasses."she yelled. first i took my coach bag off. then the hood of the hoody and everybody had to gasp, even the worthless teacher. I then took off my shades and everybody tripled gasped. my eyes. i forgot to tell you. they are a dark stormy grey with pacific blue, pink and sea green sprinkled everywhere. then a little boy came out of the classroom. he ran over to me,i picked him up and he got situated on my lap. " ok everybody the teacher said. we are going to introduce ourselves, our favorite hobbies, things to do and fav. color and celebrity and music/artist. but first the rules. no hoodies or jackets in here. so young lady put down aiden and take of your hood and u will bee 1st to introduce yourself while standing up." i stood up and removed the hoody. lets no even talk about gasping and/or lust, rude comments and jelousy." i'm Alyza Ryans, my fav hobbie is idk, i like skatebording,dancing,gymnastic and scary movies. a thing i like to do is ride my baby and joys my car and motercycle. my favorite color is purple and black. my favorite celebrity is katy perry. my favorite music and artists are rap and r&b.my fav artists are drake,beyonce,nicki minaj and katy perry and bruno mars. i sat down. tons of other people went. this hot guy named chris with black hair with red tips. a little lean butmusley on the not pops side. he passed me a note.
chris: hey im chris
me: hey
chris i love drake too
here's my # call me
813-528-3357
me:heres mine call me
813-727-2091

chapter 8:bring on ze LUNCHES

Imprint

Text: this is my
Images: it belongs to bing
Editing: Yveline L.
Publication Date: 06-19-2012

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
this is for the members of bookrix that inspire me:melody he, kisa ryans and alysa