He scoped my friend out in the spot. She wasn't checkin for him. She certainly aint ugly, especially since SHE turned him down.
Please believe... that nigga was thirsty.
In between talkin wit Q-Tip, your man kept strollin over to my friend the whole night.
Btw this was a Tribe tribute show at Joe's pub in Manhattan.
He bought her drinks. Then offered to drive her home, with the obligatory detour to his house, since she lived in Brooklyn as well.
Before she left with him, she kept askin me if I thought it was a good idea for her to get in his car. She thought he was ugly, but felt she should atleast give him a chance (probably only because he's a known rapper).
Long story short....... he talked some fake-ass "energy" bullshit, but made it crazy obvious that he wanted to fuck her THAT night.
She said no.
He started shittin on trivial stuff about her looks.
C'mon Jeru. Really???