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loved a nigga with a grill, and this one? This one looked like he talked big shit and carried a big dick to match.
As he said the last line, I peeked through my lids and saw him looking directly at me. What type of nigga used prayer to flirt? My type of nigga, honestly.
“I said, she’s good. From where I’m standing, ain’t really shit y’all got to talk about.” Talking to him wouldn’t just piss me off, it would ruin any chance of her staying for dinner.
“Nigga, I suggest you take that bass out your voice when you’re talking to her. Matter of fact, just don’t say shit to her at all. Worry about whoever you brought up in Auntie house cause Sinnamon over here? She’s my concern.”
“I said now. Gimme that shit right here where everyone can see. Where Von can see.”
“But correct me if I’m wrong. Didn’t I say something earlier about watching your tone when you talk to her?”
“That we always gonna have a problem when he’s fucking with what’s mine.”
