My hair. I still get upset when dudes try to talk shit to me ABOUT my hair after I've turned them down nicely. This brings out HOOD Bee. Ghetto Bee. Neck rollin, shit talkin, "I know you aint tryna talk about somebody with ya ugly ass! Boy don't get mad cuz nobody wants you! Get the fuck outta here..." etc. Ugh. It irks me. I love my hair. My nappy hair that is wayyy prettier than your hair or your mother's hair or your daughter's hair. I just gotta say that MY hair is beautiful. Even when I don't do shit to it. BAM.
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