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So the story goes... My boy from back home goes up to Martha's Vineyard to visit an ex-best friend of mine and party it up. So, as my boy and my ex-best friends squad roll up into this bar, they see Jesus Shuttlesworth. I wasn't told if he was in a closed out area or reserved section but here's the good part... I guess this chick that knows my boy, told him that Jesus waved her over and spit that g-Mack to shorty and got her number. Of course this ditzy white girl was with it. It's Jesus right?
So shorty leaves the bar in anticipation on Jesus' call/text and sho' nuff', Rays hits her up via text. After the initial "hey what's up's" and stuff. Jesus tells shorty "I can't wait to (love) I'ma eat ya booty and (explode) all up inside you." Shorty was thrown off and was confused as hell . She wanted to hangout with him but she was hesitant after those texts
As I'm hearing my boy tell me this story on the phone, I begin to think to myself. Jesus' wife is fine and he's the most classiest professional in the industry. I couldn't believe it. I hope this isn't true.
So shorty leaves the bar in anticipation on Jesus' call/text and sho' nuff', Rays hits her up via text. After the initial "hey what's up's" and stuff. Jesus tells shorty "I can't wait to (love) I'ma eat ya booty and (explode) all up inside you." Shorty was thrown off and was confused as hell . She wanted to hangout with him but she was hesitant after those texts
As I'm hearing my boy tell me this story on the phone, I begin to think to myself. Jesus' wife is fine and he's the most classiest professional in the industry. I couldn't believe it. I hope this isn't true.