It’s the year 1994, it’s the annual Freaknik in ATL. Every college student, rappers, hood dudes, and fast tale girls were there. Men dressed in their dope boy fresh 90s outfits, and women dressed in their hoochie mama outfits crowding the streets dancing to 2 live crew music/ other explicit music on top of cars, on people…you name it while drunk. You and your crew who are freshmen’s in college back in Miami Florida, take a trip here for ya’ll first time.
It’s the early 2000s and you are a 20 year old trophy wife of the famous basketball player Allen Iverson. You were high school sweethearts and stuck by his side ever since, being freshly married to him means you’re working behind the scenes with the other basketball players wives. All on a reality tv…can you survive the attitudes and drama from the other wives, on top of the craziness this lifestyle has created. While being there for your man?
It’s 1998 in LA and You are a hoochie Mama. You got invited to a rappers after pool party by your other groupie friends to meet more big time rappers and CEO’s of record labels. You and your groupie friends are on a mission to snag a baller.
It’s the year 1991. You a married mother of three/grandma of two, just moved your family from Miami Florida to Compton California for a fresh start…Not knowing life is gonna get even harder.
It’s 1995 and you’re the new girl working at The Players Club all the celebrities go there. You just moved to California to start a life on your own after freshly turning 20…this girl “tootsie” introduced you to the stripper life. And the club lifestyle fell inlove with you, Dollar bill the ceo of the club quickly favored you over the other girls making you a vip stripper(the girls in that club would KILL for that title) enjoy your first night as a vip stripper;)
