- Hey what's up?
It's Saweetie and this is my greatest party story ever.
So, I was like 14 years old at my best friend's house.
We were really bored and we were just trying
to find something going on so we decided to borrow
her sister's car.
So we both didn't have our license,
but between us both I was the better driver.
I knew how to drive since I was in fifth grade.
My dad is originally from the country,
so they drove like tractors out there
and I guess it's normal for people to you know drive early.
So, he would take little 10 year old me out driving.
I used to drive around parking lots
and even on the freeway sometime.
I'm the original baby driver.
So, anyway it's like 12am,
we get dressed in like super tight jeans,
you know the ones without no pockets on them
to make our butts look big.
Super small tank tops you know like minimal clothing.
The belly is out,
the arms are out.
It's the middle of the winter time so it's cold,
but we're just trying to look cute.
We were like the most fly 14 year olds you've ever seen.
But, also probably the coldest.
We got the keys from her sister.
All my girls they used to sneak out,
you know you got to play music loud,
you put the pillows underneath the covers,
the whole sha-bang,
that exactly what we did.
We get out and we got the car,
and we took off into the night.
I'm driving,
obviously because I'm an amazing driver as I already said.
Kadesha's sisters' car was kind of like you know old school,
like bucket hooptie.
It was cute but you know it wasn't the most expensive thing.
So we had two problems.
We were almost out of gas,
turned that thing on and it said 'E' already,
so no gas in the car and we had no money.
Plus we needed to find out where the boys was at.
So we decided to go pick up another friend of ours.
She wasn't really our friend,
more so of an acquaintance and she was a rich girl
that knew all the boys.
You know?
So we swing by her crib,
she hops in,
we pull off.
I literally look at the gas tank,
I'm like "oh my gosh we're on E."
I look at my friend "oh my gosh we're on E."
Girl we been knew we was on 'E'.
She sitting in the backseat
she can obvioulsy see that if we didn't get gas
we wasn't going nowhere.
So she immediately offered some money,
which was the plan.
So problem one is solved.
Now we got to go find the boys.
So I had just moved from the Bay Area of Sacramento
and I didn't really know anybody.
And our friend she was super nice,
really pretty,
but she wasn't leading us to the boys
like we thought she was going to do.
The guys kept swerving her.
Like she'd be calling them and they'd be dodging her.
And we literally just trying to cheer her on,
we're like "okay girl just call him back,
maybe he's doing something."
Like we were really just trying to kick it that night.
So we got cute,
we got the gas,
but now we have nowhere to go.
So we're driving around Natomas, Sacramento,
kind of same thing by each other,
just trying to find something to do.
We finally find a house party that's popping.
It's a garage party in the hood.
If you're from Sacramento you know the garage parties
you know, over there is super fun.
Me and my best friend love to dance
so we're just having a really good time.
When you dancing with a guy and he gives up or he falls
or he does something where he can't keep up,
it's called breaking him.
So, you know we dancing if we break a guy,
we're like "oh yeah you broke him."
So we at the party,
didn't really find anybody that was interested in you know,
none of them guys was my type.
So we're driving around again,
I'm starting to get irritated because you know
plan A was executed.
We cute, we got gas, but nowhere to go.
No boys to meet up with.
So I'm just kind of over the night by now.
We stop at a red light and a cop car pulls up beside us.
I'm 14, she 14, we 14.
No licenses and we're just scared sitting
at the stop light next to a cop car.
I don't know what got into me,
but for some reason I put my foot on the gas
and I run the red light.
I mean I don't know.
Maybe it was the pressure.
But all of my good driving skills go out the window
and I kind of just crack.
I feel like God was just on our side that night,
'cause the cop must've been eating a donut,
must've just got a call or something
because he didn't pull me over.
But now my heart is beating so fast,
Kadesha's cussing me out,
she's like losing her mind.
We're yelling at each other.
- "What the (bleep)!
Why you run the red light?"
- And I'm just like "Bitch you don't even know how to drive"
"Don't talk to me that way!"
And she's like,
"Bitch I can you just ran my sister's in front of the cops.
Pull over, get the fuck out, I'm driving."
So then I'm like okay girl whatever drive.
It's your sister car so if you mess it up that's on you.
So I pull over, hop out,
and Kadesha gets into the front seat.
And we're trying to get the car back to the house
before her sister notices it's gone.
Homegirl in the backseat is just you know at this point
I feel like she feels awkward.
So we drop her ass off at the house,
and we start to head back to Kadesha's.
Kadesha and I are still screaming at each other.
She's still pissed off about the red light
even though nothing happened.
And I'm pissed because she's actually not
doing a bad job at driving.
So we're literally about to get back to the crib,
at the intersection turning onto the street
where the apartments are,
this girl runs into a pole.
And her sister runs out and is like what the (bleep) .
Now I'm hella pissed 'cause it's just like
girl you just cussed me out for running a red light,
but now you just run into a pole,
wrecked your sister's car,
and now she just caught us.
Ha, that's what you get.
And that's why you don't tell Saweetie she can't drive.
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