I know, right? To be honest, though, I didn’t have no
place calling her a dumb bitch. I let that motherfucker lie to
me too, just about different shit.
I told her Titus wasn’t ever coming back to my place, so
she didn’t need to call me again. ͳen the next day, she
called me.
Bertha: “Oh, you a nasty, dirty bitch! You shit in his
shoes? You nasty, dirty bitch!”I guess she found Titus.Tiffany: “No, you the nasty, dirty bitch. You’re the one
that’s out here fucking random motherfuckers on
camera. And you don’t got money to show for it!! You
giving your pussy up for nothing.”We was going back and forth arguing with each other
over who was the nastiest, dirtiest bitch. Eventually, it came
down to what all black women arguments come down to:
Bertha: “I should come beat your ass!”Tiffany: “I wish you would come try to beat my ass.”ͳen she told me my address. ͳat nigga told her where
I live?
Bertha: “I’ve been in your house before. I’ve been in
your car. I’ve been in your bed.”