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say?” Daisy asked.
    “ I think that nigga outside,” I grinned, heading for the door.
    He was leaning against the driver ’s side door of a BMW-M6 convertible. His best friend Delco was riding shotgun and I waved at him in greeting. Delco was a light skin dude with braids, medium height and a runner’s body. He had a thing for Daisy but she wasn’t giving him any play.
    “ Come here Sexy,” Tyga said pulling me in his arms and giving me a long deep kiss with lots of tongue action. He had his hands all up on the booty and everything.
    “ What’re you doing here bay,” I asked smiling when we had come up for air.
    “ Came to give you your birthday gift,” he replied removing a Tiffany’s box from his jeans pocket and handing it to me.
    I had a humongous smile on my face when I opened it and saw a beautiful platinum and diamonds tennis bracelet. I jumped in his arms, wrapped my legs around his waist and gave him a thank you kiss.
    “ Thank you bay,” I said as he clasped the bracelet around my wrist.
    “ Happy birthday Sexy; You and I are gonna have a special night tonight,” he whispered in my ear. I got the meaning loud and clear. It was time to give up the goodies. I was hella nervous, but I realized it was now or never.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER EIGHT
    TYGA
    At twelve -thirty I rolled up to shorty’s crib in my brand new 458 Ferrari. Called her on the phone and told her I was outside. Sexy came out her apartment rocking a short red and black dress with some red five inch heels. I had to admit she was wearing the hell out of that outfit. It had a bustier top and it seemed as though those big perky tits of hers were gonna spill out of it any minute. The bottom was made from a form fitting silk material that hugged that tiny waist of hers, and was so short, if she bent over her ass cheeks would surely pop out. She was wearing the fifteen thousand dollar bracelet I gave her earlier and white gold and diamond chandelier earrings. Her hair was done in big loose curls and I couldn’t wait to get a handful of it tonight while I hit it from the back.
    A nigga never had to spend so much money on a bitch before. I mean I ain ’t a conceited dude or anything, but with a face and body like mine and a ten inch long stiff dick, I usually had to be beating those bitches back. Yet over the past two weeks I spent more money on a bitch than some people with good jobs make in a year and still didn’t get up in that pussy yet. That bitch better give it up tonight and I ain’t joking. I was going to tear that shit up as punishment. Get a bitch feigning on the dick like I been feigning for that pussy. Hook her little young ass on it and then not call her for a minute.
    When we got to the club everyone was already there. Most of the faces I didn’t know, but I spotted a few I was familiar with; like John, Dwayne, Lux and Biz from my crew. Those niggas are among my top earners. As I passed by them I gave them all a dap, and let them know to get whatever they wanted because drinks were on me. I could see them all checking my little shorty out, but I wouldn’t hold it against them, Angel was so fine she could make a blind man see. I also spotted her hoe ass cousin Keya backing it up on some nigga on the dance floor, with a glass of liquor in her hand. That bitch seemed like she was mad drunk and the party had just started. When she saw me looking her way she winked at me while licking her lips. I knew she would love to get at me, but I wasn’t gonna play the fool; plus Boss was already banging that bitches brains and back out.
    My brother and Mina were sitting at a table with Daisy, Delco and this short dark skinned chick with dreads that looked to be in her late thirties. They were all relaxing back, while they talked and drank.
    “ Here comes the birthday girl,” Daisy cheered when she spotted us. She started serenading Angel with the Birthday song. It seemed like her