I told y’all that it was only a matter of time before Tila told who the father of the child was. The girl couldn’t hold a secret if it were water in a bucket. Game, Game, Game. Tila, Tila, Tila. You both have set your standards really low.
I called Game cuz I was nervous with so many paps around me so I called and told him “Baby, there’s like 50 paparazzi’s following me right now and I’m getting anxiety attack! They all asking me who the baby daddy is! What should I do??”
Then Game told me (I even have text messages to prove it) he said “JUST TELL THEM ALL THAT I AM THE BABY DADDY! SHEESH!!!!”
SO then I said to Game, “ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY!!!!!!!! I TOLD YOU FROM THE GET GO THAT I DO NOT WANT ANYONE TO KNOW WHO THE BABY’S FATHER IS! I WANT TO LIVE STRESS FREE, FOR AT LEAST THE NEXT 9 MONTHS, SO THAT MY BABY WON’T HAVE TO GO THROUGH ALL THIS STRESS! IT IS UNFAIR TO THE BABY I AM CARRYING!”
She kills me of how she talks about being so sick of the paparazzi, yet does everything and anything to get their attention. So, she’s pregnant. That does not mean to post your sonogram pictures and dress like a hooker to walk around holding a doll in Kitson, one of the most paparazzi hounded stores of all LA. They ask who the father is, does this mean you have to tell them? Really? You mean you DON’T want attention? Or you do? Look at her ham it up. You would never guess that she wants to be left alone.