Ayy, my man, you can put that privacy window up? Thank you
I'm tryna have some more fun with you

Well, the night ain't over yet
You wanna ask your driver to make a detour?

Nah, It's cool, pass me that bottle though?

Yeah, here

Thank you
Damn, I'm drunk as shit
Aight, there you go, you want some more?

Yeah, but just a little bit

Ah, you lightweight

Oh my god, shut up

Damn, you made me spill my shit again

That's what you get

Hold on, let me down this shit

You gon' pass out before you even get to the airport

Hell yeah
Damn, who blowin my shit up yo? Ah shit

Who is it?

It's my bitch

She prolly saw us on the red carpet tonight

Shit, I don't know

It's not a big deal anyway, it ain't like y'all got a baby or nothing

You wild, damn, I need another drink

Fuck it

Damn, I don't wanna leave you right now
I know, I don't wanna leave you now either
But I'mma see you again tomorrow when I get back to LA

Aight cool

How much longer till we get to yout hotel?

I don't know, maybe ten minutes?
How far was the hotel from the airport?

Ah shit, about thirty

That's all the time I need

Damn

Lemme tell him drop you off after you take me to the airport

You can tell him in ten minutes

Oh shit

Lemme get that for you

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