Don Savant
03-28-2005, 01:06 AM
Can somebody tell me why I'm off in this club running instead of dancing? Why I'm ducking instead of sliding across the floor with something young, drunk, and ready to rock my world? Why did my fun get spoiled by somebody's mad ex-boyfriend who said his woman got picked up by a man in a green Honda just like mine? Damn that, I came alone. If dude only realized how many cars there are that look like mine, same color and all, he would stop this foolishness before he gets hurt. Hold up now, how's he know my name? Shi.....black people talk to much. Yeah, yeah, thanks for rattin me out cuzzo. I ain't made eye contact with dude yet, don't really plan on it. But I guess he know it's me since I am the only one dodgin him. Shoot, I gotta do somethin quick before I get my drunk ass stomped out.
"Ay man, if I'm with her, where she at?"
Damn liquor hush, why you do that? Maybe I'm drunker than I thought. Hold Up....Is this nigga gettin bigger? He talkin bout come here I just wanna holla at you. HELL TO THE NIKKITY NAW. Oh shoot, this fool just waved a gun at me.
"SECURITYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
Where them snitches at when you need em? Nevermind, I got this. Let me find the DJ booth.
"AYO DJ, PLAY WHAT YOU GONE DO"
Shoot, play that there so we can get this party crackin up in here. That's what I'm talkin bout. When everybody runs back to the dance floor, I'm runnin my ass outside. Let me get rid of this top shirt so if he sees me he'll have to think twice before her recognizes me again. Yep, that's the plan. Ok, here come the music and I'm.....who the hell is this tappin on my shoulder? Don't turn around, whatever you do. I know this nigga ain't standin behind me breathin. Hold up, I know that ain't no gun barrel on the back of my head. Man, it's too many people in here for this here to be goin down like this. Think man think. sh*t, I Can't think. Ok, ok, crowded club, lots of people dancing, and it's kinda dark. Ok, duck, roll under bout ten people and run like hell. No, don't sprint niga, run, run like ya ass tryin to make the porch before the street light come on. Ok, reachin for my keys, yep. Unlock the doors, yep. Hit the remote start, yep. And i'm out this piece. Ain't this a.....? A green Honda, just like mine, pulin in as I'm peelin out. They bout to have a bad night. Oh shoot, nigga imma tell em. Nope....door to the club just opened and here comes big boy. I'm out. What's this? Oh snap they saw him, and he saw them. Whew, at last I can slow down and breathe now. Woooo that nigga had me scared. Wow they just shot past me in the other Honda. And here he comes. Why he pullin up beside me? Why he motion for me to roll my window down? I'm so stupid.
"What's up man?"
"Just wanted to apologize for effin up your night man."
"O-Ok man, you gone lose em you better hurry."
"Nah, they won't get away, I love her. Here, take my card, holla at me sometime if you need any car accessories to set your Honda apart from others, you know....to avoid sh*t like this from happening again."
"I-ight thanks..holla."
This nigga crazy gone try to kill me now he want my business. Hope he don't hurt other dude up too bad though. Shoot I'm sober now, I need another drink. I'm goin back to the club.
"AYO anybody in here by the name of Don?"
Oh sh*t, not again.
"Yo man I found ya ID layin on the bar. Here ya go.
Thank you Jesus. What a night.
"Ay man, if I'm with her, where she at?"
Damn liquor hush, why you do that? Maybe I'm drunker than I thought. Hold Up....Is this nigga gettin bigger? He talkin bout come here I just wanna holla at you. HELL TO THE NIKKITY NAW. Oh shoot, this fool just waved a gun at me.
"SECURITYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
Where them snitches at when you need em? Nevermind, I got this. Let me find the DJ booth.
"AYO DJ, PLAY WHAT YOU GONE DO"
Shoot, play that there so we can get this party crackin up in here. That's what I'm talkin bout. When everybody runs back to the dance floor, I'm runnin my ass outside. Let me get rid of this top shirt so if he sees me he'll have to think twice before her recognizes me again. Yep, that's the plan. Ok, here come the music and I'm.....who the hell is this tappin on my shoulder? Don't turn around, whatever you do. I know this nigga ain't standin behind me breathin. Hold up, I know that ain't no gun barrel on the back of my head. Man, it's too many people in here for this here to be goin down like this. Think man think. sh*t, I Can't think. Ok, ok, crowded club, lots of people dancing, and it's kinda dark. Ok, duck, roll under bout ten people and run like hell. No, don't sprint niga, run, run like ya ass tryin to make the porch before the street light come on. Ok, reachin for my keys, yep. Unlock the doors, yep. Hit the remote start, yep. And i'm out this piece. Ain't this a.....? A green Honda, just like mine, pulin in as I'm peelin out. They bout to have a bad night. Oh shoot, nigga imma tell em. Nope....door to the club just opened and here comes big boy. I'm out. What's this? Oh snap they saw him, and he saw them. Whew, at last I can slow down and breathe now. Woooo that nigga had me scared. Wow they just shot past me in the other Honda. And here he comes. Why he pullin up beside me? Why he motion for me to roll my window down? I'm so stupid.
"What's up man?"
"Just wanted to apologize for effin up your night man."
"O-Ok man, you gone lose em you better hurry."
"Nah, they won't get away, I love her. Here, take my card, holla at me sometime if you need any car accessories to set your Honda apart from others, you know....to avoid sh*t like this from happening again."
"I-ight thanks..holla."
This nigga crazy gone try to kill me now he want my business. Hope he don't hurt other dude up too bad though. Shoot I'm sober now, I need another drink. I'm goin back to the club.
"AYO anybody in here by the name of Don?"
Oh sh*t, not again.
"Yo man I found ya ID layin on the bar. Here ya go.
Thank you Jesus. What a night.