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Date Posted: 16:35:08 07/02/02 Tue
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's message, "*~*Divas T&B Productionz*~* HIT UP THIS STOREE YALL!!!" on 16:27:33 07/02/02 Tue
*Niecey starts rolling and dancing along with Raz. He starts smiling*
Raz: Ahhh yeah.
*Omari gave him the signal that it was time to move on and Niecey was so
excited because Omari would be next and she was surely ready to break him
off a good bit.*
Omari: Girl (smiles at Niecey) you just can't love anybody...
*Omari started rolling up on her and pulling up his shirt and she grabbed
him and started hugging him and rubbing all up on him.*
Niecey thinking: This is the moment.
*She starts to rub his neck and pull him up off of her and the crowd is just
wildin' out when they start rolling up on each other and she turns aournd
and starts dancing in front of him while he's singing. The guards started
yelling to Omari that it was time for the girls to get off stage and Niecey
rushed in to give Omari one last hug before the guard came and dragged them
off stage to the back*
Niecey: Tiffany, oh my God, can you believe this?!
Tiffany: (rubs her head) Girl, look at my hair! Jarell fuckin kissed me! I
was gon' rape that boy in front of everybody. I was whispering stuff all up
in his ear. He was madd hard dawg!
Niecey: (laughs) You serious?! Girl, you saw me?
Tiffany: Girl, you did yo' thang! We both did our thang! I can't wait to
meet them.
Niecey: Me either. Girl, let's go ahead and get in the line because I know
fa' sho we had enough.
Tiffany: We definately got what we came for.
Niecey: Hell yea.
*The concert whined down and people piled into the lines. We waited with our
backstage passes and our bag hair all over the place in line waiting for B2K
to come out.*
Girl 1: You guys are so lucky yall got pulled on stage!
Girl 3: Really, I wish that was one. How was it?
Niecey: So much fun. They guys can really dance.
Tiffany: Damn, I wanna do that again. (laughs)
Niecey: (laughs) Me too girl!
*B2K came walking out looking tired still with their water bottles. They
signed and chatted a little with the first girl, then the second, and then
the third. Then it was Niecey and Tiffany. They saw there two cds down and
two favorite B2K group posters*
Omari: How yall doin?
Niecey: (smiles) Fine. Yourself?
Omari: I'm doing good sweetie thanks.
*They handed the cd and poster down to Omari*
Jarell: Eh, Mari, these the girls from the stage?
Tiffany: (smiles) That was us.
Jarell: (smiles and laughs) Ah, snap! What's yo' name?
Tiffany: Tiffany aka Mrs. Houston.
Mario: I got to dance with ha' but not you.
Niecey: Yeah, the guard was trippin'. Look at my hair.
Omari: (laughs) It's aiight. What's yo' name?
Niecey: Niecey aka NeNe aka Mrs. Grandberry.
Jarell: (laughs) Yall wildin'.
Mario: Dang, this lil outfit yall workin is madd tight. How it was done?
Tiffany: Airbrush in the mall.
Jarell: Turn around can we see the back?
*Tiffany turned around so they could see what was on the back which said B2K
and Jarell on her back pockets. Niecey giggled because they was actually
lookin' at Tiffany's butt.*
Mario: I like that. That's crunk. You got the same thing?
Niecey: Yeah, it say Omari on mines. (looked at Omari and smiled)
Jarell: We can't see how it look?
Niecey: Jarell, you just wanna see my bootie.
Omari: (laughs) She smart Jarell.
*They finish signing and the girls are practically happy*
Fizz: Nice to meet you both. Ya'll both really cool.
Tiffany: We got backstage passes so we might hit ya'll lata.
Fizz: Cool.
Jarell: Bye.
Niecey and Tiffany: Byeee.
*They rush off screaming all over the place turning back and looking at them
one more time before leaving*
Tiffany: Can't wait to tell Mama girl!
Niecey: Neither one of my our mamas gon believe this. My sistahs gon' trip!
Tiffany: Nene?
Niecey: Yeah.
Tiffany: Umm...where's the bag??
Niecey: The bag? You got it girl. Stop playin'.
Tiffany: Umm...not no more.
Niecey: Well, shit, where is it?
Tiffany: (shurgs shoulders) I don't know girl! Oh goodness the passes were
in there!
Niecey: Naynay!
Tiffany: I think I left it at the table. Let's go check.
*They rushed to get back up there, but the guard told them to stay back they
already had a turn and went to go look up at the table and did not see the
bag*
Niecey: Oh my goodness. I can NOT believe this is happening.
Tiffany: Lemme think...backstage?
Niecey: Nooo, we got the passes to get to the front 'member?
Tiffany: Right.
Niecey: Maybe we can get back there when B2K goes backstage. He told us to
go out towards the back.
Tiffany: Yeah. Let's go.
*They head around abck where security is also standing.*
Niecey: Excuse me. We had passes to get back here but someone has stolen our
stuff so can we speak to the man that wa son stage before B2K because he
gave them ot us.
Guard: Sorry ma'am. No more fans are allowed backstage.
Tiffany: What? We have passes.
Guard: No more fans backstage ma'am. These are the words from Chris Stokes
himself. I'm sorry. Maybe next year. (smiles)
Niecey: (gets madd) Next year my ass! WE want and need to see
B2K....see.....I have Cancer and-
Tiffany: LET'S JUST GO!
Niecey: (frowns at the guard) You trippin' Mr.Man I should report yo' ass.
*They walk off and head on to the car and decide to wait because they knew
where B2K parked their van. When they saw someone boarding, they ran over to
the backstage of someone packing up the stuff.*
Niecey: 'Scuse me? B2K here?
Mover: B2K been left sweetheart where you been?
Tiffany: (sigh) Lost...
Niecey: Very lost......
*They head back home still kind of down because they lost about all they
stuff mone and their autographed cds. They got home to tell their family and
friends. On Monday at breakfast, they were telling Lisa about it.*
Tiffany: ...and took our bag.
Lisa: Which one?
Niecey: That red one with those black dots look like the back of a lady bug.
Loya: That one Lashonda got walking over here?
Tiffany: Oh HELL NAW!!!!
*Lashonda walks over smiling with the bag and the passes in her hand*
Lashonda: Yall was looking for these?
Tiffany: How you get our bag?
Lashonda: I WAS at B2Ks event. Had me a lil Jarell lovin; (smiles) You know.
Tiffany: No bitch, I don't. Come a little closer. Lemme find out.
Niecey: Nay, no.
Tiffany: Why the fuck did you do dat? Why are you sooo destined to fuck with
us?
Lashonda: Cause a bitch who hate a bitch can. Now, you can have yo' damn bag
I just wanted to shake yall asses up a bit let you know I don't play games
with hoes like yall. Here (throws the passes onto the table) These ain't
valid anymore. I used them (smiles and laughs) Jarell, Dru, Omari and Mario
are a BLAST. I'll tell you when you bitches deserve my time. (walks off)
Tiffany: Owww I hate that girl!
Niecey: She gettin' closer and closer and CLOSER to getting knocked the fuck
out...
END OF PART 3 CONTD. HOLLA!!!!!! WHAT YOU THINK???
Another One Gone
But Still In Our Hearts
Why Is This World
Tearing Apart?
We Will Never Forget
This Things She'd Done...
It May May Be Our Lost
But It's Not The End
In Heaven's Gain
God Always Wins
In Loving Memory of Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
1971-2002
"Never take a day for granted" --Usher
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BY BAD TIFF I WASN'T QUITE DONE YET DISREGARD THAT LAST LINE OF THE STOREE ALRIGHT??~
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*Niecey starts rolling and dancing along with Raz. He started smiling*
Raz: Ahhh yeah.
*Omari gave him the signal that it was time to move on and Niecey was so excited because Omari would be next and she was surely ready to break him off a good bit.*
Omari: Girl (smiles at Niecey) you just can't love anybody...
*Omari started rolling up on her and pulling up his shirt and she grabbed him and started hugging him and rubbing all up on him.*
Niecey thinking: This is the moment.
*She starts to rub his neck and pull him up off of her and the crowd is just wildin' out when they start rolling up on each other and she turns aournd and starts dancing in front of him while he's singing. The guards started yelling to Omari that it was time for the girls to get off stage and Niecey rushed in to give Omari one last hug before the guard came and dragged them off stage to the back*
Niecey: Tiffany, oh my God, can you believe this?!
Tiffany: (rubs her head) Girl, look at my hair! Jarell fuckin kissed me! I was gon' rape that boy in front of everybody. I was whispering stuff all up in his ear. He was madd hard dawg!
Niecey: (laughs) You serious?! Girl, you saw me?
Tiffany: Girl, you did yo' thang! We both did our thang! I can't wait to meet them.
Niecey: Me either. Girl, let's go ahead and get in the line because I know fa' sho we had enough.
Tiffany: We definately got what we came for.
Niecey: Hell yea.
*The concert whined down and people piled into the lines. We waited with our backstage passes and our bag hair all over the place in line waiting for B2K to come out.*
Girl 1: You guys are so lucky yall got pulled on stage!
Girl 3: Really, I wish that was one. How was it?
Niecey: So much fun. They guys can really dance.
Tiffany: Damn, I wanna do that again. (laughs)
Niecey: (laughs) Me too girl!
*B2K came walking out looking tired still with their water bottles. They signed and chatted a little with the first girl then the second then the third. Then it was Niecey and Tiffany. They saw there two cds down and two favorite B2K group posters*
Omari: How yall doin?
Niecey: (smiles) Fine. Yourself?
Omari: I'm doing good sweetie thanks.
*They handed the cd and poster down to Omari*
Jarell: Eh, Mari, these the girls from the stage?
Tiffany: (smiles) That was us.
Jarell: (smiles and laughs) Ah, snap! What's yo' name?
Tiffany: Tiffany aka Mrs. Houston.
Mario: I got to dance with ha' but not you.
Niecey: Yeah, the guard was trippin'. Look at my hair.
Omari: (laughs) It's aiight. What's yo' name?
Niecey: Niecey aka NeNe aka Mrs. Grandberry.
Jarell: (laughs) Yall wildin'.
Mario: Dang, this lil outfit yall workin is madd tight. How it was done?
Tiffany: Airbrush in the mall.
Jarell: Turn around can we see the back?
*Tiffany turned around so they could see what was on the back which said B2K and Jarell on her back pockets. Niecey giggled because they was actually lookin' at Tiffany's butt.*
Mario: I like that. That's crunk. You got the same thing?
Niecey: Yeah, it say Omari on mines. (looked at Omari and smiled)
Jarell: We can't see how it look?
Niecey: Jarell, you just wanna see my bootie.
Omari: (laughs) She smart Jarell.
*They finish signing and the girls are practically happy*
Fizz: Nice tomeet you both. Yall both really cool.
Tiffany: We got backstage passes so we might hit yall lata.
Fizz: Cool.
Jarell: Bye.
Niecey and Tiffany: Byeee.
*They rush off screaming all over the place turning back and looking at them one more time before leaving*
Tiffany: Can't wait to tell Mama girl!
Niecey: Neighter one of my our mamas gon believe this. My sistahs gon' trip!
Tiffany: Nene?
Niecey: Yeah.
Tiffany: Umm...where's the bag??
Niecey: The bag? You got it girl. Stop playin'.
Tiffany: Umm...not no more.
Niecey: Well, shit, where is it?
Tiffany: (shurgs shoulders) I don't know girl! Oh goodness the passes were in there!
Niecey: Naynay!
Tiffany: I think I left it at the table. Let's go check.
*They rushed to get back up there but the guard told them to stay back they already had a turn and went to go look up at the table and did not see the bag*
Niecey: Oh my goodness. I can NOT believe this is happening.
Tiffany: Lemme think...backstage?
Niecey: Nooo, we got the passes to get to the front 'member?
Tiffany: Right.
Niecey: Maybe we can get back there when B2K goes backstage. He told us to go out towards the back.
Tiffany: Yeah. Let's go.
*They head around abck where security is also standing.*
Niecey: Excuse me. We had passes to get back here but someone has stolen our stuff so can we speak to the man that wa son stage before B2K because he gave them ot us.
Guard: Sorry ma'am. No more fans are allowed backstage.
Tiffany: What? We have passes.
Guard: No more fans backstage ma'am. These are the words from Chris Stokes himself. I'm sorry. Maybe next year. (smiles)
Niecey: (gets madd) Next year my ass! WE want and need to see B2K....see.....I have Cancer and-
Tiffany: LET'S JUST GO!
Niecey: (frowns at the guard) You trippin' Mr.Man I should report yo' ass.
*They walk off and head on to the car and decide to wait because thy knew where B2K was parked in their van. When they saw someone boarding they ran over to the backstage of someone packing up the stuff.*
Niecey: 'Scuse me? B2K here?
Mover: B2K been left sweetheart where you been?
Tiffany: (sigh) Lost...
Niecey: Very lost......
*They head back home still kind of down because they lost about all they stuff mone and they're autographed cds and got home to tell they're family and friend back on Monday at breakfast they were telling Lisa about it*
Tiffany: ...and took our bag.
Lisa: Which one?
Niecey: That red one with those black dots look like the back of a lady bug.
Loya: That one Lashonda got walking over here?
Tiffany: Oh hell to tha naw.
*Lashonda walks over smiling with the bag and the passes in her hand*
Lashonda: Yall was looking for these?
Tiffany: How you get our bag?
Lashonda: I WAS at B2Ks event. Had me a lil Jarell lovin; (smiles) You know.
Tiffany: No bitch, I don't. Come a little closer lemme find out.
Niecey: Nay, no.
Tiffany: Why the fuck you do dat? Why are you sooo destined to fuck with us?
Lashonda: Cause a bitch who hate a bitch can. Now, you can have yo' damn bag I just wanted to shake yall asses up a bit let you know I don't play games with hoes like yall. Here (throws the passes onto the table) These ain't valid anymore. I used them (smiles and laughs) Jarell, Dru, Omari and Mario are a BLAST. I'll tell you when you bitches deserve my time. (walks off)
Tiffany: Owww I hate that girl!
Niecey: She gettin' closer and closer and CLOSER to getting knocked the fuck out...
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