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“She can’t clean that nasty ass house up man. She gotta move. Just throw the whole fucking house away and
get another one. Bitch had roaches chillin’ up in that muthafucka like they go half on the bills. You know it’s bad when the roaches don’t even run from you. Muthafuckas looking at me like I was interrupting some shit. I feel dirty as fuck after being over there for just five minutes. I need a shower,” Murk fussed as he disappeared into the bathroom.
“I’ll admit that I was wrong. The nigga is cool, but he can still get this heat if he fucks over you. But, on another note, your step daughter is bald headed just like you,” Murk said as he looked down at Destini and made her smile.
“Oh shit. Marlee got that nigga trained already,” Murk said as he and Desi fell out laughing.
“I bet your mama was my mama’s bitch while they were in jail. My mama look like she had them hoes when she was locked up,” Murk said while looking at Desi.
“Yeah and I want Trump out of the white house, but we can’t all get what we want,”
“Don’t let that get you down baby. It’s all good. In ten more days, you’ll be calling me daddy anyway,” RJ said, making her smile.

