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Jahir Brown
Friday May 3
9:45 pm
"Man what?" I answered my phone.
"Hello to you too nigga. Pull up on the block." Terrance said.
"I'm doing something right now." I said watching this bitch give me head.
"Hurry up we got drops to make."
"We made drops all day." I said as she swallowed.
"Niggas are feens. Hurry up." He said hanging up.
"Fuck you on?" I said pushing her head away as she tried to kiss me.
"What the fuck is your problem!"
"Bitch you crazy if you think I would ever kiss you." I told her
"Get out." I said zipping up my pants.
"You're so rude." She said getting her shit together. I ignored her following her out moments later.
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10:02 pm
I got out my car dapping up everybody.
"What's been going on?" I asked anybody who wanted to answer.
"P'Nut and nem was just fighting before you got here. His babymoms cut up his Jordans, shit was funny." One of them told me. I just shook my head.
"Jahir!" I heard making me freeze because I knew that voice.
"Why you ain't tell me my momma was out here man." I said to Terrance.
"I wasn't paying attention." He said shrugging. I sucked my teeth going over to where she was.
"Hey momma." I said trying to give her a hug but she dodged my ass.
"I love you but you smell like weed and sex, move." She said holding her nose.
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