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“Well damn, she folded faster than two crackheads on the 1st,” Romeo chortled. “And bro, that was some smooth shit. You insulted her food and tongued her down. I tell Sammy her pancakes taste like cement and I don’t get no pussy for weeks.” “Cause you ain’t this smooth nigga.” Czar winked, releasing Marley. “You not that smooth, and if you say anything else about my food, the only thing you’ll be eating is ass.” She poked his nose.
Losin' Control
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