Me and Emotional Papi: A lovers quarrel
Me: -In the studio- *going in*
Waka Flocka: WOO GET EM
Me: BOW BOW BOW BOW BO-
Drake: *Busts thru the door* WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?
Me: *presses the lil button* Aubrey, that was rude.
Waka: Yeah man that shit wasn't cool.
Drake: Can I speak to my wife alone please?
Me: *Rolls my eyes and steps out the booth* What's wrong now?
Drake: So you're working with him now? That's your man? Your new boo? You love him or somethin?
Me: Bye we just workin on a song stop being so jealous.mp3
Drake: Why can't you work on a song with me?
Me: I asked and you said no and now i'm making my own album. *shrugs*
Drake: Well, I changed my mind now so tell waka flocka flame he can go tf home to wherever it is he live.
Waka: *inside the booth*...is tht shade?
Me: DID I ACT LIKE THIS WHEN U BROUGHT RIHANNA ON STAGE AND CALLED HER THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN THE WORLD?
Drake: I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW YOU THEN!
Me: BUT YOU KNEW OF ME!
Drake: I DIDN'T KNOW YOU EXISTED!
Me: I SENT YOU FAN MAIL!
Drake: I DIDNT READ IT!
Me: ...I hope you know that..you just hurt my feelings really really badly and I may never talk to you ever again.
Waka: smh that was cold.
Drake: I didn't mean it like that.
Me: I don't think it matters how you meant it.
Waka: *Sampha & Drake in harmony voice* I guess that's jus the motion....