Our friends over a BallerAlert always get all the good GROUPIE TEA!
This time, BA gota lil sumthin’ on Jay “Jeezy” Jenkins, who is often spotted speeding around town in his black Ferrari, and let’s just say, whoever he stuck it to, wasn’t very pleased with his man meat!
I’ve heard several tales about Jeezy (like the one about when he was in Inserection on Northside drive buying up all the male enhancement pills… but I’m sure that was just a rumor), and while no one really knows what happened between he and that groupie in that backseat, bedroom, bathroom, or neighborhood park… it’s always fun to live vicariously through a hot story.
Let’s not forget Shannon Brown’s groupie tale… *faints* [Sidebar: Mo's a lucky woman!]
So without much adieu, here’s how a Jeezy romp allegedly went down… (NSFW)
A few years ago, when Jeezy was still going by the name of Young Jeezy, I had the opportunity to meet and exchange phone numbers with the self-proclaimed “Snowman”. It was during a major, private industry event in Atlanta where everybody who was anybody was in attendance.
Two of my close female friends and I decided to leave our section to go browse and see what other money was in the building. While walking through the celebrity filled crowd, we walked past the CTE section. Jeezy and I locked eyes for a moment, but a real woman knows a man is more intrigued if you act uninterested, so I kept it moving. I could barely make it a few steps before one of the CTE members came grabbing me to redirect my attention back to Mr. Jay Jenkins- who was standing on top of the table with a bottle of Moet. After a brief conversation (because I didn’t want too many eyes, including the money I was there with, to notice), Jeezy and I exchanged numbers.
We kept in contact via text and brief phone convos but our schedules never matched up. Finally, after a couple months, we linked up. I decided to take a personal day from work and called Jeezy to see if he was in town. He was so he gave me directions to his home in Alpharetta.
While driving into the neighborhood and up the long, high driveway, my mind was going crazy. All I kept replaying was the song chorus with him saying “Imma Tear The Pussy Up”. Im not new to this, so I knew that by going over his house we weren’t going to just sit and twiddle our thumbs- he was going to try to fuck….. I was all ready for it.
I walked in and was immediately impressed by the design of the home. Everything was all black and white and immaculately decorated. I made my way upstairs to the master bedroom. We layed in the bed & talked while watching a movie and of course, it began to go down.
I was waiting for Jeezy to drop his draws and reveal a monster cock, so imagine my disappointment when I met his average ass dick! I don’t know about most women, but if I can deep throat a man’s entire dick (with my nose damn near touching his stomach) without choking or gagging, there’s a problem!! It was too late at that point so I sucked it up and began sucking him off. I couldn’t even get into it- the whole time rolling my eyes to myself while pretending to enjoy it.
After sucking his dick, he put on a condom and we began to fuck. Have you ever driven all the way across town, wasted your gas and mileage just to find out your favorite store is closed? That’s how I felt about these worthless miles I just put on my pussy. The fuck was less than extraordinary…. (MORE)
“Last time I checked, I was the man on these streets… “ ~ Jeezy (Trap or Die)
Welp…. that’s not what we hear about the bedroom. I’m kinda sorta disappointed…