I swear women are feeling themselves so strong now a days. I'm on call and I get called out early this morning, been out since 5am.
Round 8am I go to the gas station to get something to eat. I'm walking to the front and two thick sistas in "club clothes" and full make up at the register.
Shorty turn around and we make eye contact, but not like I'm staring or even like I'm really acknowledging her. Just so happens we look at each other. So I'm in the back of the line, right? To my right is a clear walk way to the door.
This chick goes around two aisle dividers to avoid crossing my path, as though I was gonna try to holla.
Ion know, I was just bothered by that cause,..ya mean..chick it's 8am and you just leaving the motel you slept in after the night at the club...still in the same clothes you went to the club in..
You ain't no prize
