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>Part 3= So I roll outta the Kodak theater and hop in the car >with my man's an em..who happens towork for the label & he >says" So yo u know we gotta roll past Power 106 and do >Felli's show" And I'm like"Huh?..we gotta do it now?" So I >think to myself"hmmmmmm..that might not be bad..everyones >stuck in traffic on Sunset anyway" So we go to the station >and soon as i walk in he's doin a commercial break & he >looks up at me & starts beatboxin. So I start spittin..so >anyway they play the single and then do a commercial break. >so i tell the Dj" play the Beyonce instrumental..and just >start it from the top ..dont back it up" So he does & I spit >this joint that I wrote to her beat & murdered it. I mean >really...so the whole time I'm thinkin"I hope she's stuck in >traffic hearing this joint" So we roll out and head the the >Skybar.So its a madhouse out front and security's tryin to >play me. But its cool I've been in this position before. >Whip out the cell & make a call..5 minutes later my manager >comes to get me. He's a guest in the hotel so they have to >let his party in. So I'm in ...the hotel...not the party. >You have to have a stamp on your hand to get in the actual >party. So my manager gets me a stamp & I go in. soon as i >walk thru the door I see Sanaa Lathan..whoa..hold up..I'm >ready to challenge her to a game of strip b-ball. But all i >could think about was how I played myself with Kelly. So I >didnt say shit..I just looked. So then I see my man >Damani..he's from Inglewood & we talkin building and all >that. He goes" Lemme introdude you to my man Fish" So I look >up & and its Derek Fisher from the Lakers. So he goes" Yo!! >You smashed it on the radio my nigga" So I'm like" Good >lookin..thats wassup" He's like " who you signed to..I'm >bout to start my own label son" I'm thinkin to myself" Maaan >whatever...the way you was cryin on the bench..I'm cool" But >my mouth says" I got a deal dog..I'm cool" Then Damani goes" >There's Kobe's sister" So from the feet up I start to check >here out...mmmmmmm...feet cute..calfs strong..dress is >nice..nice back out biege short skirt..nails is on >point...nice neck..OH MY GOD! What the fuck? she looks just >like Kobe before he cut his hair. I swear I was standin >beside KOBE Fuckin Bryant in a cot daamn dress. I said it >outloud like Pharell" Cooooooot Daaaaaaamn its's KO BAY"!!! >So I felt like Freeky Zeeky in the Hey Ma video. i made an >ugly face & keep it moving. Then I see Vivica Fox walk by >screaming" I told them mothafuckers..I aint never weird" !! >What? She jus like 5 cool points. Then in comes the Knowles >clan..all of em..B..Daddy..Momma..Sole..Oh my bad >Solange..that sound likes something your grandma catches on >her feet. " Granny you comin to church" Naaaan baby my >Solange acting up" Anyway..Kelly's with em & So is Michelle >& Got Damn Shawn Carter. It's alotta other people too but >yall dont care they are do you? Didnt think so lets K.I.M >it. So B sings solange Happy Bday..it was her actual bday. >And I get a page from my man sayin ' Son come get me..I'm >outfront" So I get my managers room key & go to the front >and get him in. But he has to have a stamp to get in the >party. So i walk over to the desk & explain that my guest >wants to get in the party & that I've already been in. The >lady goes " No he has to have a stamp" So I start thinkin of >this show i saw on VH1 where this guy sneaks into parties >using this method that I'm about to try. Fuck it. the upside >down guest list read. But I'm not seeing a name with a plus >one beside it. And she's flippin thru the B's. Bill Bellamy? >NO. Tyson Beckford? Hell no. then I see it. Micheal Bay! I >know this lil intern chic wont know who he is. But the other >two names she'll know. so i say it with sheer confidence" >Micheal Bay..I didnt have this problem earlier..this is >ridiculous" " Oh I'm sorry sir..your here plus two" >Hahahahahahaha...yeeeeeah niggaaaaa..Who's the man? " If I >could just see some ID"? Huh? Think fast lil virginia Boy! " >It's in my wife's purse..she's inside..I'm down for plus >two..this is my friend & my wifes atmy table" " Oh OK..yall >g'head,,here's your stamp." Yeeeeeeah..we walkin and and my >man goes"Who's Micheal Bay" " He produces the BAD Boy movies >kid..I'm sick aint I"? He laughs and goes "How you know that >nigga?"" Cuz I subscribe to Entertainment Weekly fool!" >So we back in & everyone is crowding Beyonces section. So I >slide over for a second..Musiq comes in the party.And I look >over the velvet rope & see Doug Banks talkin to Beyonce. And >a hot ass girl is standin beside me & I'm checkin her out >and she just says...in a real dissapointing voice" Poor Jay >Z!" I'm like "Why you say that?" " I mean...look at him.he >looks so uncomfortable around her family" So I look over and >we both sigh in unison"awhhhhh..Poor Jay Z!"