My Nigga

Can I have a nigga that makes me think about him all day?

I'm talking EVERY DAY.

The kind of nigga that when he text me "Wyd" I instantly smile.

The kind of nigga that we can be laid up in the bed all day watching the first three seasons of Martin.

I want the kind of nigga that we out eating and I reach for the check and he be like "you trippin" and pay for the meal.

The nigga that makes me feel like I have no flaws when I know I have a good 1,000.

You know that kind of nigga that just be looking at you while you talking to him, but you still ask him "What you looking at?" Even though he suppose to be looking at you because you're talking, but It's how he looking at you and he just come out saying "You are so beautiful."

I want that kind of nigga.

The kind of nigga that's dating me to be his WIFE and MOTHER to our child.

Y'all know that nigga when y'all in the car at McDonalds, but y'all went there because he wanted something from there so he order his food, turns to look at you and ask "what you want?" and you say "nothing" and he turns back to the mic and say "and can I get a.." and order what you always get from McDonald's? That's the kind of nigga I want.

The kind of nigga that when we having a little arguement, my mom and siblings on his side? I mean I'm the one in the wrong, he not but this my family but they on his side.

The kind of nigga that ask me how my day been/how was work/call me on your break/ call me when you make it home safe.

I want the kind of nigga that loves me.

The kind of nigga that ask "You going out with your girls tonight? Y'all need anything?"

I want my nigga to show me off.

I want the kind of nigga that looks at me and be like "Damn I won."

The kind of nigga that's going to treat me better than my last.

The kind of nigga that see me and feel like he still gotta try and win to get me when he already won.

The kind of nigga where his parents claim me as their daughter in law and siblings as their sister in law

The kind of nigga that I can't go a day without talking to.

I can't stay mad at him for no longer than a minute.

The kind of nigga that'll make my brother say "I see he makes you happy and I am happy for you."

The kind of nigga that knows me inside and out.

The nigga that knows how to push my buttons and know how to calm me down at the same time.

The kind of nigga that can say "I love you" 20 times a day, but every time he says it, it feels like he saying it for the first time and it makes my heart melt.

The kind of nigga that is just that nigga for me.

Ya know?

 

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