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*I’mma keep it 100 – Lori Harvey was slowly evolving into an industry tramp, and her reputation needed a quick makeover.

I say “tramp” because, within a matter of about 18 months, she jumped from a nig*a who races formula 1 cars to Trey Songz, to Future, to Diddy, then to his son, a few other nig*as probably, and finally, she landed in Michael B. Jordan’s lap, and later into his wallet.

(I’m not saying she isn’t earning her own money. But let’s be real – a woman would much rather spend someone else’s money than her own. No cap).