Guess I Got My Swagga Back

Its always nice to get compliments, reckless eyeballs, and smirks from cuties on the street. For the most part, they love me in the Bronx and I have come to expect to get a little extra attention. On the island of Manhattan, however; dat na go so ( patois for that shit does not go down). I can't say why that is. So imagine my surprise when things changed today. I'm walking down 145th street (on the count of the 19 bus taking forever and me figuring since I was on my way to Zumba, I'd use this walk as a warm up) and I'm wearing leggings, a hoodie, sneakers, and a make-shift ponytail (not the flyest but fuck it its Saturday morning and this is a workout after all). Next thing I know, cutie with the peanut shaped head is giving me the once over twice, smiles, and says hello. I smile back and "put a little twist in my hips cuz he's watching". NOTE: IF YOU KNOW WHERE THAT QUOTE COMES FROM, YOU ARE FUCKING AWESOME! As I cross over Lenox, another cutie gave me a smile and a wave. Now I'm thinking that I might just be as dope as I think I am and officially, they love me in Manhattan!