You know you my girl. We been through some stuff. I know you think K-Fed is the bum-diggity. And he is yo’ baby daddy and all. BUT, I think you should think dis thru. Get a grip on “the real” and listen ta me.
Is K-Fed really all that?! C’mon! While you’re bedazzlin’ yo baby in bling and Baby Phat gear, that fool is phunking with your heart! Whassup?
What did K-Fed ever really do for you anyway? That ENYCE-wearin, hip-hop dancin’, wannabe rapper, moochy son-of-a-gun ain’t done nothin’ for his and his own. You are the one shellin’ out them dollah, dollah bills and where he at? No where. That’s right. Ya heard me. No “freakin'” where.
C’mon, now, whassup yo?
Get yo’self a mo’betta pair of Reebok sneaks and kick that man to the curb. Iz ya wid me?!
I didn’t wanna say nothin’ but he been creepin’ before. While he was with his last girl, there was all this Baby Mama Drama going on. And I know you were all trying to get your freak on, but you didn’t have to have him stay in your crib! You’re mama warned you about roughnecks. Now, look at you! Kicking it with your girls in Sin City while that fool out and about. He’s been round da block, you know he has.
If you wanna bounce, let me know and I’ll get my girls together. Just say the word, chile…and Eli’ll bring the Vaseline.
Lova Ya Homegirl,