When It’s Real (alt)

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he moment I found Babi and her belly in the kitchen cooking, I crept up behind her, and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her neck. “You got it smelling good

in here.” I rubbed her belly.

I furrowed a brow. “For real what?”

She sighed. “Look at your fucking shirt. You think that I don’t know that you had a fight?”

I shrugged. “And?”

“And?” She bucked her eyes. “Why would you go over there fucking with that boy?”

I breathed out. “I wanted to talk. That nigga was the one tripping.”

She frowned. “He aint gotta sing Kumbaya with you. And

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