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"Dess I don't give a damn, baby not goin' find out that I'm messing around with other people." I said to Dess as we talked about me messing around wit multiple people while in a relationship.
"He probably cheating to who knows." She laughed, I shrugged my shoulders not caring about it anymore.
Every nigga I've talked to, slept wit', or just got head from didn't mean shit, we don't need 'no strings attached'.
"Speaking of baby, he calling right now." I said looking down at my phone.
"Hello?"
"Aye jayda wya?" He asked. "I'm out wit Dess why?" I questioned, he rarely ask where I'm at unless he want something or he 'misses me'.
"Cause I want you to come to the club wit me." He said, I could tell he was smiling through the phone making me do a slight chuckle.
"Ard' I'm on my way home right now." I lied hanging up. "Girla' what he say? He got you smiling and laughing and shit." She said laughing.
"He just asked me to come to the club, you coming?" I asked her making her slightly nod.
"Back to the convo, I think you should just break it off with him if your gonna keep 'hoeing' around." She explained making me shake my head in disagreement.
I'm not a hoe, baby got some good dick can't even lie but he can't keep me entertained. That's why I do what I do with other people.
