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“Shut up. You wanted my attention, now you have it,” Marley cut her off. “See, you so pressed over a nigga that’s not even thinking about you. He had your name saved in his phone as Head Hunter. Like, come on, is this the kind of man you want to pin a baby on? A man who disrespects you at every turn? A man who had another woman drag your ass in the club and then made you drop the charges?”
Losin' Control
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