that shit don’t pay no damn money. I did the one with Phenomenon because I thought the exposure would open so many doors for me, which would mean making some money!”
“I can always hook you up with an athlete. You know they love video girls.”
“Unless it was Kobe Bryant, who is married, so that’s not gonna happen, why would I date some random athlete. Seriously, how do you go from like one of the biggest hip hop artist to some regular NBA player? That’s not gonna garner me consistent media attention. If anything people will say I’m desperate and a has been. I refuse to be the next Amber Rose.”
“Since I know you’re not gonna go out and get a real job, you have to date somebody to get your bills paid.”
“True, but it has to be the right man. They say the next person you date has to be equal or better than the last one.”
“Unless I missed the announcement, Jay Z is still married so your options are limited.”
“No shit Sherlock.”
“Don’t get upset with me because you’re in this predicament. When we first left Philly and we moved here in search of fame and fortune, well you fame me fortune I told you to find a rich man and get pregnant. That way you would always know you had a steady check coming in.”
“Brittani, that is so 2000. You and I both know that just like an NFL contract that money ain’t guaranteed.”
“I’m a NBA baby mama and I ain’t had a problem paying a bill yet. So it’s worked for me.”
“So far, let’s reconvene this conversation in a few years and see if you’re talking the same shit.”
“I bet you I will!”
“Look at Nas and Kelis. I know she wasn’t counting on getting her payments sliced in half. And I guarantee you in six months to a year, Nas will be right back in front of a judge, screaming we still in a recession, getting it reduced some more. But honestly Brittani, I’m not trying to rain on your parade. Real talk, I hope your shit continues to work out for you but you know I never wanted to do the baby mama thing. I don’t want to be known for poppin’ out some kid for a famous person. I want my own fame.”
“I hear you but fame don’t pay the bills—money does, something you don’t seem to have. You need to figure out something, Dior, and quick.”
“You think I don’t know that. I don’t even have money to pay for my meal. So again, I hope those child support checks keep coming in on time because I might need a small loan to hold me over.”
“You know I’ll do whatever I can for you but I really think you need to let me set you up, even if it’s just a short fling.”
“I don’t know, Brittani. Athletes aren’t big on trickin’ money unless you’re a stripper. And that’s only because they like to show off by throwing money around in front of other men in the club to boost their ego.”
“Maybe you won’t get any cash out the deal but you will get some bills paid and definitely a few meals.”
“I came so far from when we first got here and we were sharing that studio in Harlem. Now I’m back at square one. Do you know, Sway didn’t even let me keep any of the clothes, shoes, bags or jewelry he got me. When I was getting dressed today and I looked in my closet, everything is last season. Maybe I should’ve taken my mother’s advice and stayed in school after all.” I looked down and began shaking my head thinking about how much my life had changed in such a short period of time.”
“Dior, you have to stop feeling sorry for yourself. Growing up we were so poor we didn’t even know what designer shit was. And chillin’ on a yacht or flying in a jet, hell we had never even been on a plane. So yeah, you have come a long way. Right now shit is bad for you, but you’ve seen worse. If you let Sway kill all your dreams then he wins. You’ll get through this. Now no more misery talk. Here comes our food, so enjoy because honestly we don’t know when you’ll get another meal.” We both fell out
“I can always hook you up with an athlete. You know they love video girls.”
“Unless it was Kobe Bryant, who is married, so that’s not gonna happen, why would I date some random athlete. Seriously, how do you go from like one of the biggest hip hop artist to some regular NBA player? That’s not gonna garner me consistent media attention. If anything people will say I’m desperate and a has been. I refuse to be the next Amber Rose.”
“Since I know you’re not gonna go out and get a real job, you have to date somebody to get your bills paid.”
“True, but it has to be the right man. They say the next person you date has to be equal or better than the last one.”
“Unless I missed the announcement, Jay Z is still married so your options are limited.”
“No shit Sherlock.”
“Don’t get upset with me because you’re in this predicament. When we first left Philly and we moved here in search of fame and fortune, well you fame me fortune I told you to find a rich man and get pregnant. That way you would always know you had a steady check coming in.”
“Brittani, that is so 2000. You and I both know that just like an NFL contract that money ain’t guaranteed.”
“I’m a NBA baby mama and I ain’t had a problem paying a bill yet. So it’s worked for me.”
“So far, let’s reconvene this conversation in a few years and see if you’re talking the same shit.”
“I bet you I will!”
“Look at Nas and Kelis. I know she wasn’t counting on getting her payments sliced in half. And I guarantee you in six months to a year, Nas will be right back in front of a judge, screaming we still in a recession, getting it reduced some more. But honestly Brittani, I’m not trying to rain on your parade. Real talk, I hope your shit continues to work out for you but you know I never wanted to do the baby mama thing. I don’t want to be known for poppin’ out some kid for a famous person. I want my own fame.”
“I hear you but fame don’t pay the bills—money does, something you don’t seem to have. You need to figure out something, Dior, and quick.”
“You think I don’t know that. I don’t even have money to pay for my meal. So again, I hope those child support checks keep coming in on time because I might need a small loan to hold me over.”
“You know I’ll do whatever I can for you but I really think you need to let me set you up, even if it’s just a short fling.”
“I don’t know, Brittani. Athletes aren’t big on trickin’ money unless you’re a stripper. And that’s only because they like to show off by throwing money around in front of other men in the club to boost their ego.”
“Maybe you won’t get any cash out the deal but you will get some bills paid and definitely a few meals.”
“I came so far from when we first got here and we were sharing that studio in Harlem. Now I’m back at square one. Do you know, Sway didn’t even let me keep any of the clothes, shoes, bags or jewelry he got me. When I was getting dressed today and I looked in my closet, everything is last season. Maybe I should’ve taken my mother’s advice and stayed in school after all.” I looked down and began shaking my head thinking about how much my life had changed in such a short period of time.”
“Dior, you have to stop feeling sorry for yourself. Growing up we were so poor we didn’t even know what designer shit was. And chillin’ on a yacht or flying in a jet, hell we had never even been on a plane. So yeah, you have come a long way. Right now shit is bad for you, but you’ve seen worse. If you let Sway kill all your dreams then he wins. You’ll get through this. Now no more misery talk. Here comes our food, so enjoy because honestly we don’t know when you’ll get another meal.” We both fell out
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