Now, before you people give ReRe the Body shit for performing on stage with her purse pocketbook in tow allow me remind you of Trina’s stolen cell phone ordeal. Whatever racy bathroom pictures that Aretha has stored on her phone (and you know she does) are reserved for Catfish Wilkerson’s eyes only! That man would blow a gasket if the world saw the mud hole where he buries himself in at night.
Besides, you can’t trust people at these events as far as you can smell them, so unless Mario and his nostrils are taking a break from sending direct messages to that reduced calorie Amber Rose let Aretha do her.
