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You been rollin' around, shit I'm rollin up. Light and roll it up. Break it down like a pound, shit was never us. Shit was never us, That's the real on the real, are you serious? NEEDED ME X RIHANNA
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|| DAYVON AMIRE BENNETT || || ATLANTA, GA || || 10:25 AM ||
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"Bitch fuck yo' nigga, hoe fuck his feelings." Dayvon rapped as his arms were wrapped around Jhene's neck.
"Dayvon watch yo' damn mouth nigga." She frowned, trying to brush her curly hair into a ponytail.
"My fault ma. You good though?" He questioned, looking at her through the bathroom mirror.
"Yes. Now go before you're late to the interview boy." She chuckled, turning around to face him.
"See i'ma killer—."
"V Roy!"
"Ight, i'a be back later. Text me if you need anything gang." He kissed her cheek, laughing once she turned the other way with a grin on her face.
"Bye Von." She smiled, also kissing his cheek.
"Damn, why you holding out on me ma?" He groaned, throwing his head back.
