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"Ah shit" I squealed out.
"Nigga that's hit sound gay as hell" mal said.
"You fucking hit me bitch" I yelled.
"Stope speaking on my exes then"
"Nigga she my wife the fuck you expect" I say and shrug.
"You've never spoke to her alone"
"I've been to her room a couple times" I smirk and he slapped me. I moved and he slapped my ass so I winked at him.
"You're a fag bro back the fuck up"
"Come on so we can have this sextuplet shit" I say.
"Y'all don't amount to a hill of beans" Twan says. We just ignored him the fuck he want to eat for. He get sleepy when he eat so if he fall asleep mid stroke he I'm his own.
"It's not 6 of us nigga it's 5 and that's if Twan go" Mal says.
"Yes it is nigga count it"
"2 girls and 3 boys my nigga, Twan get your boy" Mal laughed. He sound bout dumb as fuck.
"Nigga 3 girls she pregnant dumb bitch" I say slapping him and running out the room screaming.
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