Ghetto Wife

Lately my wife has been obsessed with Ghetto culture. The girl is a curvy 5-foot-8 with chestnut hair. She claims to have 1/8th black in her, but the only hint of that is in her tawny skin and pouty lips. Besides that she’s white through and through.

She plays Nelly’s Grillz on repeat in her car … Smile fo me daddy (What you lookin at) Let me see ya grill (Let cha see my what) Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill (Rob da jewelry store and tell em make me a grill) Smile for me daddy (What you lookin at) I want to see your grill (You wanna see my what) Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill (had a whole top diamond and da bottom rows gold).

“Do you have to play that stupid song on repeat all day?” you ask.

“Hell yeah,” she responds, giggling. She nips her tongue with front incisors before saying, “It gets me revved up.”