It's our understanding that in typical male fashion, Jay-Z left the scene of his new baby's birth to record her a song. We're only forgiving him because the song induces waterworx like woah. It is inevitable that this new baby will be spoiled in ways that week, poor, feeble minds can't even begin to imagine like cribs made of Egyptian gold and couture diapers. B- if you ever need a baby[skinglove]sitter you know where to find us.
BabySkinGlove . . . because you can't afford anything else.
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