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- [Director] And action.

(upbeat music)

♪ Hit it again, daddy ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

(singer cheers)

♪ Look, I was born in the city ♪

♪ Where I had to get down ♪

♪ On the East Side with the gritty ♪

♪ So the whole world had to hear me out ♪

♪ I said, oh Lord ♪

♪ Keep my hands clean ♪

♪ Give me exactly what I need ♪

♪ And he said, you reap what you sow, son ♪

♪ So I started planting all of my seeds, yeah ♪

♪ I can still grind with the best of 'em ♪

♪ I can still kill all the rest of 'em ♪

♪ 'Cause baby, I was built Ford tough ♪

♪ And mitten about to give you this heat, yeah ♪

♪ I was made in Detroit, all muscle ♪

♪ Made in Detroit, where we hustle, yeah ♪

♪ I was made in Detroit, all muscle ♪

♪ Made in Detroit where we hustle, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I was made in Detroit, all muscle ♪

♪ Made in Detroit where we hustle, yeah ♪

♪ 'Cause I was made in Detroit, all muscle ♪

♪ Made in Detroit where we hustle, yeah ♪

♪ 'Cause mama said, don't buy the candy ♪

♪ Every time you get a dime ♪

♪ Makes sure every time that they call you that they pay ♪

(doorbell ringing)

- Hey man, I know y'all niggas hear me out here.

- Hey nigga, stop ringing my damn buzzer like that.

- Ain't like y'all got no hos in there, man.

Open the door.

It's hot as hell out here.

- Ring this dumb ass.

(door buzzing)

(door clicking)

- Hold up.

My bad.

Your mama just left and she left her bonnet here too.

- Yo look, Flamingo Nick ass think you funny. Huh?

- What your greasy ass want anyway?

- Greasy?

- Greasy, nigga. - Why I gotta be greasy

just 'cause I'm dark skinned?

Light-skinned niggas kill me, boy.

- You sound like a hater to me.

Probably 'cause you don't get no bitches on your dick.

- Ask your mama.

- What, nigga?

- But anyway, enough of the funny bullshit.

So Boom,

you know my cousin Jax has a boat, right?

- Tight shit.

- And you know the weather breaking, my boy.

- Okay.

- So you know we gotta let that thing out, my nigga.

- Know we already on there.

- You already know.

- And you already know the hos should be.

- Nigga, what?

- On some bullshit, ain't you?

What's the catch, nigga?

- Man, what you mean?

Look, Cutty gonna make sure we straight.

No worries.

- Fuck is Cutty?

- Anyway, where the goofy ass brother at?

- I don't even know.

(woman moaning) (sexy music)

- Hey, yo.

- Oh my God!

Bro, hold on, wait.

I'm coming. I mean, I mean.

Damn.

- Hey, your ass better not come over here

and touch shit with them sticky ass fingers of yours.

Go straight to the bathroom

and wash your hands, nigga.

- Don't even try.

- All right, man.

I'm about to dip and meet my cuz at the marina.

I'll holla at y'all later.

Bro, don't do no more weird shit

while I'm gone.

- All right, man.

Hey.

- Don't leave me here with this freaky ass nigga.

I'm going with you.

Don't do no weird shit while we gone.

(phone buzzing)

- Bro?

I'm gonna need you to answer that

because I don't got time to be dealing

with Brittany crazy ass popping up over here on bullshit.

- Nigga, I'm about to dip.

She can wait.

- Her ass don't care.

She's stopping here first.

Call her, sit, tell her something

'cause I ain't gonna keep being nice.

I'm gonna get to cuss her ass out.

- Look, I don't know, man.

Shorty don't seem like she got it all.

I stop that bullshit if I was you.

Talking about, go wash your hands, nigga.

(smooth music)

♪ Why be ♪

♪ Hey, man, 272 shit, nigga ♪

♪ Yeah, yay ♪

♪ West Side ♪

- Cutty!

- What up, man? What's up?

- Shit, you know I had to whoop down on my baby.

Hey, Cut, this my man, B.

- Sup, B?

Man, how much is this about to cost me?

- I tell you, you was on some shit?

- Come on, man. Relax, relax.

Cut, I know you got me like you always do.

This ain't even like that though.

(phone buzzing)

- Not this time, huh?

- No, me and the homies just trying to get in

on some of that boat action.

You feel me?

- This feel you.

'Cause this right here is the grown man playground.

- That's a fact. - All the little boys

gotta stay on shore.

I don't want no hairy hard legs on my ship either.

I know y'all know what I'm talking about.

- Man, I can't take this nigga serious.

This nigga oiled down in front of us right now.

You can't put a beater on while we speak to us, man?

- Cut, all I know is hos.

So whether I'm on land or in water,

these hos are gonna do whatever JR say,

you feel me?

- That's so?

- That's a fact.

- What's that word y'all little niggas use today?

That shit is cap.

Now, check this out, man.

I like my bitches by the twos,

and so do my co-captain.

All right?

Now, I got a two to one ratio around here.

More hos than niggas.

So the way I feel, y'all trying to get on my boat,

I think between the two of y'all,

y'all talking real good,

I think y'all can come up with about 10 bitches.

- 10?

- Yeah, 10. I know you can handle that, right?

- This nigga math terrible as hell.

- Cut, say less, Cuz.

Say less.

- Okay.

I'm gonna say less.

But in the meantime, cousin,

don't leave no dirt on my shit.

I'm gonna be in there chilling.

- I got you.

- All right.

- Nigga, he gave that shit to you.

Man, where the hell we gonna find 10 bitches from?

Didn't I tell you, you was on some bullshit?

- Dog, you gotta stop being so scared,

and besides, 10 bitches is every man's dream.

So I don't see what the problem is.

- Oh.

We don't have 10 bitches.

That's the problem, Junior.

So yeah, keep dreaming.

- Oh my God.

Bro, don't tell me that crazy ass girl Brittany got you

by your nuts like that.

Nigga, 10 bitches ain't shit.

I got that on my roster right now.

- So call them.

- No.

I ain't sharing my hos with you niggas.

Them hos is for me and me only.

We just gonna have to do some recruiting.

- Hey, nigga,

scoot me to the crib,

Brittany burn my shit down.

- Cool.

(door knocking)

- Who is it?

(door knocking)

If you don't announce yourself, I'm not getting up.

Who is it?

- [Brittany] It's Brittany.

- Crazy ass.

He ain't here.

- [Brittany] Okay, can I use the bathroom?

I drove all the way over here, BJ.

(door clicking)

- Go ahead, man.

- I know you ain't acting stank like your brother.

- I am stank.

- Yeah, I might have heard that.

(door thuds)

(mischievous music)

(door thuds)

- Crazy ass.

Thought you said, bathroom break?

Why you all in his room snooping?

- Ain't nobody snooping.

This my nigga's room,

and I was grabbing some different panties,

if you must know.

Why don't you call him if you so concerned?

- Yeah, you better not have had took anything neither.

I'm not trying to hear bro mouth.

- Where all this energy coming from, BJ?

You acting like you know something I don't,

like where he at.

Let me guess.

Him and JR are out somewhere looking for some hos,

ain't they?

Ain't they?

- I don't know shit.

But your crazy ass gotta go.

Bye, man

Your bathroom break over.

- Bathroom break?

Look at you. (laughs)

Well, I guess you could put me out

but you can't stop me from waiting outside till he get here.

- Why is you so damn crazy?

You know what? This not even my fight.

Go outside, man.

Go ahead, bye. I don't care.

I don't care.

(door slams)

(phone ringing)

Bro.

- I'm already knowing, bro. I'm already knowing.

- Nigga, she just popped up over here

acting like she had to go to the bathroom

and then she went snooping in your rooms.

- Snooping? For what?

Ain't shit in there.

Damn, bro. This girl crazy, bro.

- She bat shit, bro. And she still out here.

- What you mean she still there?

Why you ain't tell her ass to leave?

- Oh, I did,

but she out there waiting for you though.

- Outside?

- Yeah, she outside.

♪ Yeah, back outside ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Nigga, the baby back here ♪

- And dog, it look like she got a friend with her too.

- Hey, what that friend looking like though, my boy?

- Come on.

- Like baby D, a little bit.

- Oh hell no.

- Come on, bro. Please tell her ass to leave?

- Your bitch? Your problem.

(phone beeps)

- Damn, man. What the fuck?

(sighs) Okay.

All right, go around back,

and I'm gonna just go through the back door.

- No, I don't know why you don't just dump this girl.

- Shit, I don't know.

She just moved here.

She don't know too many people.

I'm just looking out for her.

- Yeah. All right, nigga.

- Damn.

♪ Nigga that made me mad again ♪

- Wait.

What if the nigga try to go around back?

- What if you right?

- Let's go.

- Yeah.

(doors thudding)

- All right, bro. We good.

Coast is clear.

- All right bro.

Appreciate it.

- You know it.

You get in the house safe, young man.

- Come on, bro.

(door thuds)

What the fuck?

- Yeah, get his ass.

- Surprise, surprise, nigga. - Damn!

- So what you trying to sneak around back for, Brian?

Because your ass was out doing

something you had no business doing?

Huh?

- Man, 'cause your ass is crazy as hell.

What the hell you doing here?

- So I just can't come see my bookie just because?

- No. - I knew your ass wasn't shit.

- [Friend] Ain't shit, cousin. Ain't shit.

- Man, if you don't get this fake ass baby D

from in front of my house with that bullshit.

- First of all, we in the back because you ain't shit.

Kick his ass, cousin.

- Hey, I'm out. (engine revving)

- So this the shit you going pull

every time I don't answer my phone?

- So what you was doing, Brian?

- I was cutting my mama grass.

- Your mama grass is dead as fuck.

- All right, Brittany.

I need a break from you 'cause your ass bugging.

- So what? You breaking up with me, Brian?

- [Brian] Bye, Brittany.

Fuck that, shit.

(Brittany screams) ♪ I sit and reflect ♪

♪ While I'm reading our texts ♪

♪ Really read you like an option ♪

♪ Wasn't showing my best ♪

♪ It's some shit I shouldn'ta did ♪

♪ And I should have addressed ♪

♪ I was really unimpressed ♪

♪ Wasn't happy, I guess ♪

♪ You probably wanna get back ♪

♪ Every lick that you licked that ♪

(romantic music)

- Oh, babe, you did a good job.

- Yeah, no thanks to you.

- That's what we doing tonight?

- I'm just playing. Relax.

- These clients been kicking my behind,

and they just want way too much.

And not to mention all the draining stories I gotta hear.

- Hey, outta work right now. Right?

We going to go out after this, going to relax,

we going to enjoy this dinner I made for us tonight.

- You right. So how was your day?

- It was good, actually,

got a lot of things done down at the marina

and should, getting ready for the money.

- You just can't wait to get that boat out

on the water and ride.

Can you?

- I mean, can you?

'Cause you already know how I do

once I get on that water.

- I can wait.

- Well, if I ain't know no better,

I'd think you was just trying to have me all

to yourself tonight.

- I don't need to know what I already got.

- Really?

Actually, you keep talking to me like that,

and I'm gonna have you standing on all kind of business.

- What kind of business?

- I'm gonna make us a drink.

- No.

No, you sit back.

And I'm gonna make us a drink. Okay?

- Okay. Have at it.

Like how that sound.

Don't be letting the client stress you out anymore, okay?

- You need to be taking care of me,

so I ain't gotta work.

How about that?

- I did make us dinner.

- And I appreciate that.

- Now, you trying to get me drunk in here?

- To us.

- To us.

(Lisa speaking indistinctly)

(romantic music)

- So let me ask you something.

You want that right now?

(romantic music)

- Hey look, what about them?

- Man, she look good.

I don't know about that one or that one.

- Man, give my phone back.

Your ass ain't got no taste.

All these bitches got body.

- I like my girls matching body and face.

What if I slip up and fall for one of these bitches?

At least I know my kids gonna be good.

- Fall?

Nigga, you so soft.

- I'll be soft, nigga.

- Yeah, and I'm gonna keep me a bitch or two.

You should try it.

- I'm good.

- Yeah that's 'cause you ain't never had no girl before.

You too busy in there going Mike Tyson on your meat, nigga,

beating the shit out of it.

- I'm just saying, ain't nothing wrong with being selective

and waiting on somebody worth it.

- And I'm just saying,

ain't nothing wrong with having all the bitches.

- Yeah, I'm good.

I'm gonna leave those problems for you and B.

Man, what's taking this nigga so long anyway?

- Shit, I don't know. Here this nigga come now though.

What the hell this nigga running for?

(door clicking)

- Go, go, go, nigga, go!

- Man, what the fuck you got going on?

- So you know we're with Brittany friend, right?

- Yeah. - And?

- All right, so my homeboy was telling me old girl was

on the phone with her down her break.

Apparently, Brittany's supposed to be pulling up right now.

- Dog, why the fuck you always running from this girl, man?

Is she your bitch or not?

- Man, yeah. And no.

I just don't fuck with how she's trying to demand my time.

She loves me to chill the fuck out.

- See what I'm saying?

- Dog, why don't you just tell her

you ain't feeling her like that?

- Because that nigga's scared. (laughing)

- Ain't that I ain't feeling her.

I just don't wanna obligate myself to something right now.

You feel me?

- Sound like you got yourself in a pickle, my boy.

- What's up, pretty girl?

- Pretty girl? - Shit, ride my niggas,

what's the move?

- Hey, who that?

- Okay, that's a bet. Send me the low.

- Who that, nigga?

- All right.

- Who that?

- One of my many hos, nigga.

- Oh, what she on?

(BJ laughing) - I'm going.

- It's little beach party.

Operation get mo' bitches is in full effect.

- Yeah!

- Hey, let's grab our shit.

Get dressed at (indistinct)?

What, nigga?

- You lucky I ain't got time

to be slowed down with your scary ass.

Hurry up.

- Hey, let's stop at the liquor store real quick though?

- That's a bet.

Bottles on you, my nigga. Bet.

(engine revving)

(hip hop music)

♪ Shush ♪

♪ T Bandz ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Maya, this be wavy ♪

♪ I'll be tripping on a date ♪

♪ Go hard, they can't stand ♪

♪ Hardcore, nah, it's fuck you ♪

♪ Pay me, and I been feeling so fist ♪

♪ I'm going hard, going hard for my life ♪

♪ I'm living good, I took some Ls ♪

♪ But it's a part of my life ♪

♪ One day, I'm up, one day, I'm down ♪

♪ That's why I always look twice ♪

♪ It's like you rolling the dice ♪

♪ We'll be paying the price ♪

♪ That's why going, always popping bottles ♪

♪ I'm keeping my head strong ♪

♪ Been going for so long ♪

♪ I be hitting numbers ♪

♪ It be having my head gone ♪

♪ If switch up, you dead wrong ♪

♪ My time, it be so on ♪

♪ We the ones really popping bottles ♪

♪ Really popping bottles now, really popping bottles, yo ♪

♪ We the ones really getting lit ♪

♪ Getting lit, getting lit ♪

♪ Maya, want the shiz, this be wavy ♪

♪ We the ones got the club turnt up ♪

♪ Turnt up in this bitch, oh yeah ♪

♪ Going hard, now you rocking my shit ♪

♪ My shit, my shit, and I'm waiting, yo ♪

♪ She want my kind of ring with a city girl ♪

♪ Throw that shit back, different levels ♪

♪ You finna get it, girl ♪

♪ She rocking with me, girl ♪

♪ She make my toes curl ♪

♪ And we going hard together ♪

♪ Be like broke girl, Maya, this be wavy ♪

♪ That's why they ♪

(doorbell ringing)

- Hi, I have a package for a Junior Hayes.

- That's me.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

Hey, hold, hold up.

Come here real quick.

What's your name?

- My name is Paige.

- Nice to meet you, Pretty Paige.

I'm Junior but everybody call me JR.

- Hi, Junior. (laughs)

- Oh, I see. - Nice to meet you.

- I see how you wanna play it.

Why don't you let me get your number or something

so I can get to know you?

I got a boat party coming up.

I want you to come.

- Okay. Call me.

- All right, cool.

All right. What's the number?

- 2-4-8,

- Yep. - 5-1-3,

5-5-8-3.

- All right, cool. I'm gonna lock you in.

- All right.

- All right. You be safe, Pretty Paige.

- See you around.

- All right.

Damn, she thick.

(door clicks)

(hip hop music)

♪ Yeah ♪

(singers vocalizing)

♪ I like 'em bad and bougie ♪

♪ I like 'em shaking that booty ♪

♪ She like when I bend her over ♪

♪ And shook her muscles she never uses ♪

♪ We going down with her ♪

♪ Finna going, take it down and be flipping ♪

♪ Go and get up out ♪

♪ Finna fix that brown in here ♪

♪ Better not say nothing ♪

♪ My own talk she coming for something ♪

♪ Good six, got you pining for something ♪

♪ Now you fucking this head off ♪

♪ I ain't fucking my bed off ♪

♪ Got me fucking your head off ♪

♪ He done want 1,000 times you stay with me ♪

♪ Keep your legs up ♪

♪ I like 'em bad and bougie ♪

♪ Bad and bougie ♪

♪ Bad and bougie ♪

♪ I like 'em bad and bougie ♪

♪ Bad and bougie ♪

♪ Bad and bougie ♪

♪ I like 'em bad, bad, bad, bad ♪

♪ And she bougie ♪

♪ Bad, bad, bad, bad and she bougie ♪

♪ I like 'em bad and bougie ♪

♪ Bad and bougie, bad and bougie ♪

♪ I like 'em bad and bougie ♪

♪ Bad and bougie, bad and bougie ♪

♪ Take your ass, ass, ass, ass ♪

♪ And she bougie ♪

♪ Ass, ass, ass, ass, and she bougie ♪

(crowd chattering) (rap music)

- All right.

- Now, this is my type of party. Bitches everywhere.

- I ain't gonna lie. Somebody coming home either.

- Yeah, though.

- So what's the plan?

- Show you, - What you mean,

what the plan is, man?

- I'm gonna show you lil nigga, playing.

- Look, man.

See them females over there?

- Yeah.

- I want you to walk up to 'em,

ask if they need some sunscreen.

- Sunscreen?

- Sunscreen, baby.

- Man, I don't know.

It seem kind of lame.

- Man, gimme my shit.

Watch me work.

- Okay.

- Girl, - What is that, anyway?

- It's that MXD.

- No. - It's like a malt beverage.

It's a margarita.

- No, I don't mess with those. - You don't mess?

It's like a alcoholic energy drink.

- Nah, nah.

I do the alcohol, not the energy part.

I do the energy part,

I be dead somewhere.

- Yeah.

- I be shaking and shit

after that. - It's kind of a Four Loko.

But they took all the ingredients from the Four Loko

out of, like, this one.

It's like liquor.

- A Four Loko is kind of sweet though too.

- Yeah. - I mean,

y'all looking good and all.

But y'all don't wanna mess up that pretty little skin

of y'alls, now do you?

- I need some.

- Shit, me too.

- All right.

One rule,

my sunscreen, I do the rubbing.

- I can't rub myself.

- Okay then.

- Damn, look at you, can't wait to turn over.

- Live a little.

I mean, that's what we here for, right?

- Yeah though.

Hey, BJ?

- Yeah. - Hey, come slide over here.

Help me out.

- [BJ] Don't mind if I do.

(children squealing)

- Come on, bro.

Yeah there.

(wind whipping)

♪ Hit me with this bracelets ♪

♪ And it's okay if she a city girl, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ And it's okay ♪

♪ If she a rockstar ♪ - Well, well.

What we have here?

- You know what the fuck going on.

- Shit. My bitches.

(record scratching) - Bitches?

- What about fuck the going on?

- Yeah. All right.

- Take a shot.

- Okay.

(rap music)

♪ That's why, why I'm always popping bottles ♪

♪ I'm keeping my head strong, been going for so long ♪

♪ I be hitting numbers ♪

♪ Be having my head gone ♪

♪ If you switch up, you dead wrong ♪

♪ Maya, this be wavy, my time, it be so on ♪

♪ We the ones really popping bottles ♪

♪ Really popping bottles now, really popping bottles, yo ♪

♪ We the ones really getting lit ♪

♪ Getting lit, getting lit ♪

♪ Got on with the shiz ♪

♪ We the ones ♪ - Damn.

♪ Got the club turnt up ♪

♪ Turnt up in this bitch ♪

- That's my cousin.

You like what you see?

- Hell yeah.

♪ Maya, this be wavy ♪

(waves lapping) (wind whipping)

- Damn, you just got me wet.

- What? You don't like to be wet?

- Not my hair.

- What you like, then?

- Girls.

- I like girls too.

- Hey, you good, my baby?

(crowd chattering)

(wind whipping)

- Why you so quiet? You don't wanna be here?

- Yeah, I wanna be here.

It's a party. Right?

- But you sitting over here by yourself?

- That's because I was waiting for you.

- Waiting for me.

(hip hop music)

♪ Come here, yeah ♪

♪ Every single time you on my timeline ♪

♪ With that shit on keep running through my mind ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, acting over shit, my sorry mine ♪

♪ At the end of the day, I wish you were mine, mine, you ♪

♪ Tell you wishing you were mine ♪

♪ On my timeline with that shit on ♪

♪ Keep running through my mind, mind ♪

♪ Fucking wishing your were mine ♪

♪ So were mine, yo ♪

- 313-777-8877.

- All right. I'll call you.

- All right.

(crowd chattering)

- Hell yeah!

- You look like you was having a good time

at this beach party.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah. I know you'd have a good time with my boat then.

- Oh, you got a boat?

- Yeah, you know it. You know it.

And I been eyeing you all day.

You know you the shit, right?

- Yeah, I know.

- Yeah. Confidence look good on you.

Yeah, but I'm putting together this little boat party.

You should let me get your number

so I can invite you to it.

- Yeah?

(crowd chattering)

- All right, I'm gonna hit you up tomorrow, early,

so we ready.

- Okay, I'll see you later.

- All right.

(crowd chattering)

- What up though?

- What up though?

- What up though?

- What's going on, man?

- A minute, you been all right?

- Listen, the week I'm having, man,

I need me a drink ASAP.

- Shit, don't tell me there's trouble in paradise over there

at the Playboy Mansion.

- Man, why is that the first thing come out your mouth, man?

You know it's hard being a boss ass nigga.

Ain't like you know nothing about that.

- Man, I always knew you had a thing for comedy

but (chuckles) that was a good one.

- Yeah, man.

Well, we'll see who laughing

when the summertime roll around,

when I be out here getting all the bitches.

My bad. I mean ladies.

(shaver buzzing)

- Nigga, did you forget you got a girl?

'Cause I'm sure Lisa won't mind

all them bitches you bringing to the crib.

Man, just leave that to the niggas who's getting money, bro.

- Listen, man, what I got coming through here tomorrow?

I'm sure that'll make you change your mind.

- Question is, does Lisa know?

- Nigga, this Jax we talking about.

Of course Lisa don't know.

One thing about this guy?

He do not stop.

- Man, why the hell y'all so concerned about Lisa?

Man, she good over here.

Matter of fact, she great.

- Shit, you the one coming in here talking about some,

it's been a long week. (laughs)

Sound like a little bit of sexual frustration

over there, my guy.

- Sexual?

Now we're talking about my sex life?

Man, hurry up and get me together, man.

So I can get the hell up out this chair, man.

- Now, Jax, I know that didn't strike a nerve.

- Sound about right to me.

Man down.

- [Both] Man down.

- Look man, I don't know what the hell y'all talking about

but big Jax?

We good. And that's all facts.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on.

What type of grown ass man refer to himself as big?

Big Jax sound like some insecurities to me.

- Sound like big back activity to me.

♪ Big back, big back ♪

♪ Big back, big back ♪ (barber laughing)

- Bro, I know you ain't talking

'cause clearly you ain't missed not a single meal.

- And clearly you been eating the weights.

You supposed to lift them.

- Six days a week

- And here you are again talking about yourself

in the third person.

You had an imaginary friend growing up, didn't you?

- I mean, didn't we all?

- Nigga, no.

- [Jaxon] Oh, so that was just me? Okay.

- Yeah.

- [Barber] See? Told y'all.

♪ Someone please call 9-1-1 ♪

♪ Tell them I just got shot down ♪

♪ In my heart ♪

- Gossiping about now?

Y'all talk more than us females.

- Auntie, what's the deal?

What you got for me today?

'Cause I am starving.

- Your favorite, some lamb chop

and asparagus with garlic mashed potatoes and pound cake.

. God damn. Baby, when you gonna stop playing and marry me?

- I don't think you can afford this ride, baby.

(men laughing)

- Get on back to cutting.

- That was cold.

- How about your dinner today, Auntie?

- [Auntie] 45, baby.

- $45?

Dog, $45 for what?

(barber vocalizing)

- Like I said, you can't afford this ride.

- [Barber] You gonna pick that up?

- Bye, y'all. - Bye, Auntie.

- You gonna pick that up?

- Like I said, $45 for,

look at that dry ass cake.

Man, you and your imaginary friend gonna eat that today?

- We sure is.

- Man, go ahead and take some milk with that too, Big Jax.

- You would know.

- That shit do look dry as hell. (laughs)

- Fuck both of y'all.

- Y'all are built for that dry as hell.

(shaver buzzing) (men laughing)

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Whiny bitch ♪

♪ Whiny bitch, whiny bitch ♪

♪ Dummy, sweat ass shit way better than coming ♪

♪ These see niggas before they money ♪

♪ I'm so cunning ♪

♪ Dummy, sweat ass shit way better than coming ♪

♪ Can't be scared to take a seat ♪

♪ Bitch, you better run it ♪

♪ Dummy, sweat ass shit way better than coming ♪

♪ But I got a bitch that beat the box like a drumming ♪

- Hey!

♪ Shit way better than coming ♪

- Hey ladies, welcome to Queen of Diamond.

- Hey. - Lemme know

if you need my help. - Okay.

You see them shoes?

- Yeah, the black ones?

I think they're cute as hell.

- I just feel like he's cheating on me

with somebody else.

I could feel it.

It's like, when I'm talking to him,

he doesn't even listen to me.

He doesn't even look at me.

Don't you know I went and got my hair done last week

and he didn't even notice?

How this look, friend?

- That's terrible, friend. Just terrible.

- I know, right?

And then do you know he had the Black ass nerve

to tell me to get off his lap?

'Cause I was making his leg go to sleep.

Nigga, what about all the times you made me go to sleep

with your sleepy ass conversation

and your sleepy ass rock me to bed sex?

And I don't mean that in a good way. Okay?

And then,

- Best friend, I know he ain't call you fat.

Where my blade at?

- Basically, best friend,

like I'm not asking for a lot,

just to come see him every day

and make sure ain't no bitch in his face.

- Look at it like this, best friend.

Wherever there's a lack, go ahead and get your groove back.

Okay?

My home girl about to have us let us fuck on her boat.

I can't wait.

- You know what, fried? You right.

Lemme squeeze my slim thick ass in this dress

and go find me a new boo

who gonna recognize a real one when he see it, okay?

♪ Always on my feelings 'cause I always got a fucking wood ♪

♪ Hard knock life, but a bitch still look good ♪

♪ But a bitch still look good ♪

♪ But a bitch still look good, still look good ♪

♪ Dummy ♪

♪ Shit way better than coming ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Got that right ♪

♪ Got that right ♪

♪ Okay, that's it, okay, that's it ♪

♪ Okay, that's it ♪

(smooth music)

- Man, this finna be a hell of a night, boy.

Ain't no fish flash fun with a nigga either.

It's gonna be a good night.

- Yeah, it's gonna be a real good night tonight though, bro.

But look man, I ain't gonna lie.

I got one on the way down here now.

Nigga, she bad. She fire.

- Bro, straight?

- Yes. - Man, I met this bad one

down at the Chicken Shack.

I forgot my wallet.

Why she pay for my food?

- She pay? Hold on, hold on.

Oh, this probably her calling me right now.

Hello? This Jax.

Yeah, that's cool. You can let her through.

All right, thank you.

Yeah, that was her right there. She on the way.

So you sound like you got a winner on your hands, bro.

- Man, winner winner, chicken dinner,

and she supposed to bring some Chicken Shack down here.

- Oh, so you just trying to score tonight then,

huh, my boy?

- Shit, if you hear some cluck,

yeah, we be probably gonna be fucking (humming).

- Man, you a wild boy, man.

Look man, she walking on now man.

I'm gonna holler at you later, bro.

- All right, bro.

- You stay fire. - All right.

- Yeah. You know I am.

How you doing, beautiful?

- I'm fine. You?

- All right, lemme take that for you.

- Okay?

- Get all.

(Jax sighs)

So how you doing?

- I can't complain.

It's so nice out here. I could be out here all night.

- Yeah, I come out here a lot when I just kind of want

to get away from the noise in the city.

It's like, it's like my safe space.

- I can see why this is your space face,

I mean, safe place.

- Listen, how about this?

You relax, okay?

Get yourself together.

I'm gonna go ahead pour us something to drink.

- Okay. - All right?

So in the meantime,

what kind of music do you like to listen to?

- I like to listen to,

(jazz music)

- Ah. - That.

- Yeah. Jazz is my go-to.

I figured a sophisticated woman such as yourself,

you wouldn't be opposed to that.

- I am, so Jax, tell me,

what does a man such as yourself do for a living

to afford these type of pleasures in life?

- Well, I work with some very high profile clients.

I'm a real estate investor.

And you know, I buy

and sell commercial property all over the United States,

and mainly here in Michigan, which is why I still live here.

But if it was not for that, I would've took my talents

to South Beach a long time ago.

- Nice.

- Yeah, man. Man, it got its perks.

I can't complain.

So enough about me, man.

What's up with you, man? What you do for a living?

- Well, I too have a high client profile.

I am a celebrity makeup artist.

- Oh.

- And I do makeup for the four motor ads,

the commercials.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Look at you. Okay.

That's why you were able to stay so gorgeous like that?

But I think you even more gorgeous without the makeup.

- So do you do this often?

- Do what?

- You know.

Invite women down here,

play sophisticated jazz,

pour champagne?

- First of all, you brought the champagne,

which, by the way, is delicious.

Thank you.

But I mean, no listen, I'm a single man. Okay?

All right? And I like what I like.

And that's the reason why you here.

- Okay. - It's not a crime, is it?

- Nope. This is a very nice watch.

- Oh? Thank you.

I, actually, this was a gift.

I earned highest earner for 2023.

And you know, along with the nice commission check,

they gave me this watch too, so.

- Nice.

- Thank you.

(upbeat music)

You know I could actually do

this a few more times with you.

- Well, it's not like I'm hard to find.

- Well, I always want to hide and seek.

(woman giggles)

- Hey, hey.

What's up, boo?

- Hey, what's up with your fine ass?

Here, let me help you get on here.

- Your chicken.

- Thank you. Thank you.

Oh, she go right there.

You ready for dinner tonight? 'Cause I know I am.

- What? Shit, actually I'm ready to drink.

Go on and pour us up a little something, something.

What you got?

- All right. Lemme see.

(mischievous music) (bottles clattering)

I got some Ammy Dammy.

- No.

- Oh, I got some Azul up there.

- No.

- I got some E and J, the apple kind.

Okay. I got a can of Four Loko?

Oh, I got some moonshine.

- Oh my god.

You mean to tell me you ain't got no Odie?

- Damn. I knew I forgot something.

Oh, some Titos?

- [Date] I guess that'll work.

- All right. You smoke?

- Yeah.

(mischievous music)

- I would love to see how it is in the daytime.

- Really?

- Yes.

- Okay, I tell you what,

how about this?

Why don't you go get a few of your closest home girls?

Y'all get y'all bathing suits out

or whatever you're comfortable in

and y'all come back down here, I take y'all out.

- Really? You would do that?

- Yeah.

- You must just got yourself a deal.

- One condition though.

The only thing I ask, you come back here,

you gotta look as beautiful as you look right now.

- Of course. I will do that for you, Mr. Jax.

You have a deal.

- Okay.

- This shit good as hell.

Where you get this weed from?

- I know, right? - That's shit's on fire.

- My cousin Dink be growing it,

plus he always give me mad love

because he's not, baby,

when I light up, shit,

everybody be like, baby girl, where you get that weed from?

Who weed you smoking?

(pair laughing)

- Hold up.

Dink?

You talking about Dink Dink?

Skinny but fat Dink?

Damn, he still selling weed, huh?

- Yeah, that's my first cousin.

How you know him?

- Man, me and Dink go way back.

We went to middle school together.

You know what?

They sent us on a school field trip

to Old Country Buffet.

Why this fool get caught stealing

- [Both] Dinner rolls in his pocket?

(pair laughing)

- Damn. How you know that?

- What?

Man, my auntie woo-woo-whooped his ass!

(pair laughing)

And plus, she always tell that same story

to the family every Thanksgiving.

- Man, this city's so small.

Old Dink.

Damn this shit,

this shit pretty good.

I'm gonna have to,

mm, (coughs) I'ma have to hit him up for this.

- No need. You call me.

I got you.

- Shit. You know what?

I'm starting to like your sexy ass.

I like the way you treat a nigga. You feed me good.

Shit, what else can you do?

(romantic music)

Ooh shit.

Damn.

- So about this boat situation,

- What about it?

- So how many randoms gonna be on here with us?

- There you go.

- I'm just saying, you know I don't mix well

with too many energies.

- Man, these motherfuckers is trying to come,

turn up, have a good time.

That's it.

Ain't nobody about to be on all that.

- Well, you know my rules.

You can stare

but don't touch,

and you might look, but you better not fuck.

- Bro, why are you up so early?

- Ain't that what he said? We gotta be up early.

Nigga, we'll be leaving in a minute. Go brush your teeth.

- Niggas get one phone number,

don't know how to act,

but you right.

Let me go brush this nasty ass cologne

you just sprayed on my tongue.

The mosquitoes gonna have your ass bowed, bro.

Oh.

Since your ass so jumpy, did old girl even check in?

What if she try to spin your goofy ass?

- Now why would she do that?

Who wouldn't wanna get on the boat?

Did yours check in?

- Nigga, I ain't even check in yet.

I got mine. You worry about your humps.

- Hello?

- Damn.

So what you about to do, beautiful?

- I don't know. I don't really have any plan.

You trying to make some?

- I mean, I would, but you know I gotta go to work.

Hate working morning shifts.

- So that's my cue?

- You mean that's your cue?

- Baby, that's the oldest fucking trick in the book.

And I don't really give a fuck

'cause I done been put out better places

by better niggas with more money and bigger dick.

- Well damn.

I mean,

- Fuck you, JR.

- You just did. I appreciate you.

♪ Wait til I tell some niggas ♪

♪ You don't want me in the gym, in the gym ♪

♪ Now it's time to eat like niggas got the munchies ♪

♪ I'm trying to run the biggest chain ♪

♪ 'Cause I have me no money, money ♪

♪ Why he say you got the money but always be bumming ♪

♪ That shit ain't got me laughing ♪

♪ Niggas is really too funny ♪

♪ They don't know exactly what a nigga been through ♪

♪ Grind from day to night to make sure ♪

♪ That me and my brother get through ♪

♪ You don't know exactly what a nigga been through ♪

♪ Grind from day ♪

- Yeah?

- Yeah, what y'all niggas on, man?

Y'all I ain't gonna believe the wild shit

that just happened to me.

- Finna to get into some more wild shit.

Hey, what time you gonna be ready though?

- Shit, I'll be out the door in 20.

Ain't gonna take that long for me to hit these nip.

No Diddy.

- Nigga, you is Diddy. Bye.

The fuck, man?

(smooth music)

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

- Hey, who this one for?

Oh, she must be for Brian.

BJ over there looking like he done his best friend.

- You already already know that's me.

- Shit, might be me.

- Oh, for real?

- I'm just playing, baby.

That's just how me and my niggas talk.

You don't like how we talk?

- Yeah, dog.

- Nah, I ain't tripping. Talk your shit.

But just know when I do mine.

- That's what I'm talking about, girl.

Don't let no nigga play in your face.

What's your name again?

- Tika.

- Stay outta young folks' business.

- Okay, Jaxon.

What we waiting on? When we leaving?

- Why? You wanna rush?

Relax.

- Yeah, so how far away are you?

- Nigga, you over there whispering?

- Why you all in my business?

She about to pull up, y'all.

- Hey y'all. I'm Summer.

- [Girls] Hey.

- [Friend] What's up, girl? You ready to get turned?

- Am I? I stay ready.

- [Friend] Shit. Stay ready?

You ain't gotta get ready.

- Okay, period.

Okay, period. I'm Tika.

- And I'm Lisa.

(rap music)

- See? Here she come.

- Nigga, you acting like this your first date or,

- Technically, this is our first date.

- [Friend] Nigga, this ain't no,

- Hey, BJ.

- 'Sup?

- Oh yeah. I'll take shots. - Ready to take a shot?

- It's shot-o'clock.

♪ Mix a mean 'cause live with no fear ♪

♪ You ain't gang, it's no love ♪

♪ Just until I get there ♪

♪ When I'm down to stick 'em up ♪

♪ Don't believe that you will ♪

♪ From the bottom, coming up ♪

♪ You ain't legion that hell ♪

♪ With the gang through the ways ♪

♪ You could trip, you'll get killed ♪

♪ All my brain is getting paid by relentlessly in there ♪

♪ Should be tearing me away ♪

♪ I know somebody else could feel ♪

♪ I just got to right my way ♪

♪ Y'all be taking it from there ♪

♪ Feeling haunted on this ground ♪

♪ But ain't no way I'll stop it ♪

♪ Stop it, fighting in my mind ♪

♪ You all truly can't stop it ♪

♪ Need to kill this vibe, I got the liquor right here ♪

♪ Fuck what people say and I'm making this my year ♪

♪ Feeling haunted on this ground ♪

♪ But ain't no way I'll stop it ♪

♪ Stop it, fighting in my mind ♪

♪ You all truly can't stop it ♪

♪ Stop it, really need to kill this vibe ♪

♪ I got the liquor right here, it's right here ♪

♪ Fuck what people say and I'm making this my year ♪

♪ It's my year ♪

(steady music)

- Come on, y'all. Let's go to the bathroom.

- Yeah, girls, I need to wash my hands.

- All right, here's the deal.

Get on this boat, real females.

It's not the internet.

- Real females. - No goofy shit.

None of that,

- Hold up. That's Kamal Smith.

Yo, I wanna be in your movies, man. I'm a big fan, man.

Hey yo. Follow me on Instagram.

- Stop being a fucking fan boy.

- I am a fan.

- Shut, fucking problem.

(mischievous music)

- Man, I ain't gonna lie.

Girly looking bad as hell.

- Nigga, that's light.

You should have seen the bitch I had

at the crib this morning.

She was crazy though.

- Yeah, nigga.

You ain't never finished telling us about that.

- Ain't nothing to tell.

It's in the past, my boy.

- Hey, y'all to swear y'all them niggas, man.

Ain't not one of y'all pulled up with two bitches yet.

Y'all fucking up my two to one ratio rule.

I'm gonna tell you something, man.

Y'all lucky Lisa here 'cause if she wasn't,

(scoffs) I show y'all niggas how I really get down.

- Cap!

- Goof ball.

- Hey, Stacy, how you been?

- Hey, what's up my baby?

I been good. How you been?

- I'm good. It was good seeing you.

- You too. You too.

- Damn. What's taking them so long?

(door knocking)

- Damn. We coming.

- Right, like, can we wash our hands?

- Sure can.

- Who them bitches think they is?

- Nah, for real.

- What's up, bro?

- What's up, dog?

- Hey, you didn't tell me

you was putting the baby out today.

- Yeah, man. What you want?

- Man, me and the lady about to jump in the water.

- Okay, well, you see we on the water with it, man.

You might as well hop on with us.

- All right, I'm with it.

- All right. - Go get it.

- There it is.

- So when you gonna get our boat fixed?

- Oh my god.

Tina, I done told you,

now I think you starting to trying to be funny now.

- I just don't understand

how the hell you let our boat catch fire

in the middle of the damn water.

- Oh my god.

- What kind of oxymoron is that?

- Look, look. Okay.

Okay, Tina. It happened.

It did. Okay?

But it's over. All right?

It's over.

- We have five fire extinguishers

on the boat. - Oh my god.

- Fine. Five, nigga.

- Okay. Okay, okay, okay.

But it's over. All right?

But the next boat that I get,

it's gonna be bigger and better than the last one.

So don't even worry about it.

- And who gonna pay for that?

Because I paid for the last one and the one before that.

- Why you gotta do that, be like that?

You gotta tell our business

to all these people out here?

You always complaining.

Why you can't just enjoy the weather like everybody else?

- Because everybody else got a damn boat, Tyrone.

And I ain't gonna shut up until you get my shit fixed.

As a matter of fact, I'm gonna keep going for 200, Alex.

- Now you playing "Jeopardy."

- What you about to get into?

Me and my home girl,

my man's boat.

He been dock at bell aisle.

- Oh we just about to go for a little ride.

- Come ride with us.

- You know what?

That don't sound too bad.

Let me, few of my girls in the bathroom,

we gonna meet up with y'all, okay?

- All right, bet.

- All right, bet.

- Wait a minute. I know they ain't Brian ass over there.

- Oh yeah, he really got me fucked up.

- I know he's not over there with them (speaking Spanish).

You trying to go over there?

You know I came out vain.

- Don't even worry about it.

I got some for his ass.

(hip hop music)

(singer vocalizing)

♪ Maybe cuddle in the far maybe ♪

♪ Rip that shit, split that shit ♪

♪ That shit ♪

♪ Fuck his bitch, get that dick ♪

♪ That dick, ooh, that's it ♪

♪ Move that shit ♪

♪ Groove that shit, what that trick ♪

♪ Rip that shit, split that shit ♪

♪ That shit ♪

♪ Fuck his bitch, get that ♪

♪ Get that dick, ooh, that's it ♪

♪ Move that shit ♪

♪ Girl that shit, what that trick ♪

♪ And I ain't thinking about times I can't rewind ♪

♪ I ain't stand in the shade ♪

- Girl, I can't believe he be playing

in your face like this.

- Don't even worry about it, best friend.

I got some for his ass.

Watch this.

- Girl, don't think you about to be hiding out

down here all day.

You could have stayed home for that.

- Now you know I got sensitive ass skin

and I forgot my sunscreen at home.

- You Black.

But anyway, we about to drop that anchor

with a few of my people,

so don't be acting all anti, okay?

- Girl, how about you find me some sunscreen?

♪ Not slow ♪

♪ Was on the block making smoke pie ♪

♪ Rest in peace that nigga pie smoke ♪

♪ Hey, hey, busted out the rap ♪

♪ Blue check verified trap, hey, hey ♪

♪ Throw that ass backwards, hey ♪

♪ Hit the ghost like Casper, hey, hey ♪

♪ Stepping like a cap, hey ♪

♪ More sure niggas stay capping, hey ♪

♪ Hey, get money with a passion ♪

♪ Rest in peace, B ♪

♪ These niggas ain't acting ♪

♪ Should've known I would talk shit ♪

♪ I can fall in love woulda thought bitch ♪

♪ Busted out the rap ♪

♪ Sell it by zip when you see you address ♪

- What's up, y'all?

It's a good ass day. Shot-o'clock.

- Ladies, my name Jax.

- And I'm his girlfriend Lisa.

- This my girl, Lisa.

- [Visitor] Hey.

- Come on, y'all, let's play drinking game.

- I don't know. I'm ain't trying to get too drunk.

- No, we ain't having that.

- Right, girl. - Girl, you might as well

go ahead and take a shot.

- Gimme one too. Fuck it.

- You need chaser?

- Get this nigga a shot. Come on.

- Here, just pour everybody a shot.

- [Friend] How this game even work?

- I'm about to tell you

- What y'all playing?

- I'm about to tell y'all.

- I got the weed, baby.

You got the blunt?

- Damn. Baby, you gonna be so mad at me.

- What?

- I left it on the other boat.

- Damn, baby, how you do that?

- You left my Odie.

- I got you some Titos.

- I got some blunts on my boat, y'all.

I'll be right back, okay?

Oh, did any of y'all got some sunscreen?

- Shit. I got sunscreen.

- Of course you got some sunscreen.

- Girl, you wouldn't be here if it wasn't

for my sunscreen.

- So what's you drinking, girl?

(girls chattering)

- Oh, I found you some sunscreen but you gotta go get it.

- From who?

- The other boat.

And they looking fine as fuck too.

- I'm gonna see if you got taste.

- Yeah, I do.

- Can you bring me some back too?

- [Friend] Yeah, I got you.

- I heard one of y'all got some sunscreen?

- Oh yeah.

Here you go.

- Thank you. - Careful with that.

(tense music)

- Ain't no backing out either.

You gotta do it now.

- Nigga, what? You think I'm scared of water or something?

You know how much water I be swimming in?

- How much water you be swimming in?

- I'm gonna show you later tonight.

Let's go.

(water splashing)

- Ooh, that feel so good right there.

That soft needing me.

- And you better put on like that before I move you.

- I'm not trying to.

(couple whispering)

That's it right there. - Right here?

That's it right there?

(couple whispering)

- One, two, three,

cannonball!

(water splashing) (group cheering)

(mischievous music)

- Bro!

Ain't that Brittany over there?

(Brittany groaning)

- Yes, that's good.

- Well, well, what do we have here?

Shots, shots.

Hi, boys.

- Hey.

Nigga, what you gonna do?

- I ain't doing shit.

Keep your hands off of me.

(tense music)

- Ain't them them skanks from the bathroom?

- Look like them to me.

- So y'all saw them in the bathroom?

- Yeah. Why you wanna know?

You see something you like?

- Just asking.

- Damn, that shit felt good.

Y'all ain't getting in?

- [Brian] I'm cool.

- Y'all gotta get in there.

♪ Go Brittany ♪

♪ Go Brittany ♪

♪ Go ♪

- [Friend] What, your neck broke?

- No, it's just bugs out here.

- Oh shit.

- [Brian] What you laughing at?

- Hey, chill on me, bro. You good?

- [Brian] I'm cool. Shot a fucking clock, right?

- Yeah, nigga.

- All right. Okay.

- Damn.

I ain't gonna lie,

I could get used to this boat life shit.

Shit ain't bad.

I ain't never experienced nothing like this before.

- Yeah, if you start messing with them lames

with them scat packs,

- What?

That's funny because my baby daddy

do drive a hell cat. (laughs)

- Hold up.

You got kids?

- Yeah, fool.

Just because I'm small and petite, shit.

I got five kids.

- 10?

- Oh, nigga, you trying to be funny huh?

- No, judgment free zone, baby.

Shit, I got 15.

- (coughing) 15?

For real?

- Look, we could be one big happy family.

(beachy music)

- Fuck.

This some ass good weed.

But for real,

inquiring minds wanna know,

how the hell you got 15 kids

and you own a boat?

- Let's just say, I'm a good swimmer.

(pair laughing)

- You crazy.

(pair laughing)

♪ More come, yeah, no drama ♪

♪ Bad things coming straight from Bahamas ♪

♪ Yeah, but get greens ♪

♪ Take it straight to the commas ♪

♪ With state tech, you find out if you wanna ♪

♪ More commas, yeah ♪

♪ No drama ♪

♪ Big things coming straight from Bahamas ♪

♪ We get greens, stack it straight to the commas ♪

♪ With state tech, you find out if you wanna ♪

♪ I was born to shine ♪

♪ I was born to glow different ♪

- You don't think I noticed

you keep trying to look at her for the past 20 minutes?

I know you,

and from the looks of it, you got a type.

- You like her too?

- Don't fucking play with me.

She look like a knockoff version of me.

- Man, you know these hos can't fuck with you.

♪ These hos hos fuck can't with you ♪

♪ These hos can't fuck with me ♪

♪ These hos can't fuck with me ♪

- You look prettier with no makeup.

- I know.

(Jaxon laughing)

♪ Ever in the game ♪

♪ I'm fourth and inches ♪

♪ And in the field, you're on the benches ♪

♪ I cook your man's but I won't wash his ♪

♪ Go Brittany ♪

♪ Go Brittany ♪

♪ Go Brittany ♪

♪ Go Brittany, go Brittany ♪

- What you wanna do? Go over there?

- Nah.

♪ Go, Tika ♪

♪ Go, Tika ♪

- What's wrong? Why you looking so mad?

- Man, fuck this.

- Bro.

- Get your hands off me.

Get your goddamn hands off me.

- What the fuck?

- Ah shit!

- [Friend] What is doing on?

♪ Shit I'm on, first pass ♪

♪ Petty ass nigga always crying about some chump change ♪

♪ Think niggas bad, baby, you ain't met the worst gang ♪

♪ Big hundo, walk around with my chest out like head honcho ♪

- Let me the fuck go.

- Yeah, let her the fuck go.

- You know this nigga?

- You stay out of it.

- Hold on.

This my boat and that's my brother.

- So this what the fuck we doing?

This is what the fuck we doing now?

- Ain't you over there doing you?

Last time I checked, you the same motherfucker

that's been ignoring my calls for a week.

- What the fuck that gotta do with me?

You over here shaking your ass.

- Yeah, that's hers. Not yours.

- No one's talking to you.

- Hold on, hold on.

Y'all gotta take that toxic shit over there.

- Let's go.

- Girl.

What are you doing right now?

- Fuck is this?

- Girl, you want me to come

over here with this side ass bitch?

So you want me to come over here with this side ass bitch

whose face you been in all day?

But wanna worry about what the fuck I be doing?

- [Friend] Bitch, who you calling a bitch?

- You, bitch.

- [Jaxon] What the fuck y'all doing over here on my boat?

- [Lisa] See, baby?

This is exactly what I was talking about.

- [Jaxon] Man, we ain't got time for that shit.

- You touch her and I'll touch you.

- So is this your bitch or something?

- And is.

- I can't tell why you're touching my,

- Bitch! Bitch. (hand smacking)

- All right, all right, hey.

(group shouting)

- [Jaxon] Ain't about to be riding

back on my boat, fighting and shit.

- I'm not staying around this bitch.

- [Jaxon] Okay, then you gonna have to find another way then

'cause I ain't kicking nobody off the boat with us.

- Yeah, so I'll go.

- Oh, so you staying with this bitch?

- Brittany, come on.

How else we gonna get back?

- Get off the damn boat, Angel!

- Hey bro, I gotta go with her.

- Oh, so you wanna be sorry to this bitch

but I never heard you say

you was sorry. - Shut the hell up.

Shut the hell up.

(group shouting)

- I can't believe you have me outside

on this motherfucking water fighting a bitch.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

- Yeah, go beat this (speaking Spanish) girl.

I don't even know why the fuck you be messing with him.

He's not fucking shit.

- Come on, Angel.

- Look. Look what the fuck he has us doing out here.

(wind whipping)

(upbeat music)

- [Director] And we're recording.

- Yo, look.

(upbeat music)

Oh, you ready?

(upbeat music)

Oh fuck.

I knocked the camera down, Sharp.

(upbeat music)

- So,

about this boat situation?

So how many randoms gonna be on here with us?

(Lisa laughing)

Sorry. Can we stop?

(upbeat music)

(girls chattering) (upbeat music continues)

(girls laughing)

(girls chattering) (upbeat music)

- Action!

(girls chattering) (upbeat music)

- Like what I see.

- Right, these man gotta be back together.

- That melon and popping.

That melon pop.

- Pop.

(pair laughing)

(smooth music)

(smooth music continues)

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