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Now, Peter Piper picked peppers, but Run rocked rhymes

Humpty Dumpty fell down, that's his hard time

Jack Be Nimble was nimble, and he was quick

But Jam Master cut faster, Jack's on Jay's dick

Now, Little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep

And Rip Van Winkle fell the hell asleep

And Alice chillin' somewhere in Wonderland

Jack's servin' Jill, bucket in his hand

And Jam Master Jay's making out our sound

The turntables might wobble but they don't fall down

For as long as I can remember,

the three of us have always been best friends.

Even when we were babies, me, Lonnie and Dom shared the same crib.

We were tight, like brothers, but we all had our own dreams.

G! Let me down!

Lonnie dreamed of two things:

First, was that Rolonda loved him as much as he loved her.

- Huh?

But all she loved was his money

He also wanted to be a big inventor.

My boy, Dom? Huh! He just loved the music.

As for me, well, I was built to be a professional athlete.

I was gonna be the best boxer to come out of South Philly since Rocky.

I was gonna be "The Black Stallion".

Hey! This burns!

I can't.

Two-dollar Tuesday was karate night.

Ha-ya!

Sometimes my cousin Randall would chill with us.

He had a thing for candy-jacking.

I want it chilly up in here!

You now on Cha Ching's most-wanted list!

That's why we called him "No Good".

We went from boys to men together,

and the three of us moved into Lonnie's Uncle Virgil's house.

It was just temporary until we could find a better place.

- [chatter

- You have a ride home, XiXi? - Yes, Father.

- Don't be late. - Yes, Father.

Give your father a kiss.

Bye, Father.

Now, look, look, look.

We can go in Uncle Virgil's roomcos he got one of them orthopaedic beds...

- Guess who? - Alveena?

- No. - Hm... hold on. Oh! Ooh!

Rasheeda! Oh, no, this is Laqueeda.

- Uh-uh-uh! This is Tomika.- You got one more chance to getit

or you won't be making it to your next fight.

Ooh! Ha-ha! Hey, baby, I knew itwas you. I was just having some fun.

Sorry I'm late. I had to get a ride from my father.

Does your pops know you came here to see me?

Yes.

Come on, baby, you know that's not cool.

Forget about my father.

I love you, and that's what matters.

Mmm!

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Lonnie

Happy birthday to you

- Make a wish, Lon. - I wish Rolonda was here.

- Rolonda!- Out of the way! Big Swoll's inthe house.

- You got your wish. - Can I get her for my birthday too?

Happy birthday, boyfriend.

- Rolonda! - Don't stop.

I was beginning to think that you weren't gonna show.

Oh, now you know Ro-Ro wouldn'tmiss her Lonnie's birthday party.

I knew you wouldn't let me down.

Oh!

This right here is my cousin, Big Swoll. He just got out the penitentiary.

Hey, Big Swoll. It's always goodto meet a member of the family.

Yeah, I'm all right, Johnny. Happy birthday, man.

You know, Rolonda,I was thinking that, you know...

Oh, cake! That's what I want, some cake.

I haven't eaten in, like, two whole hours, and for some reason...

I just can't stop eatin'.

Ooh, there it is.

Nia.

You looked so busy at work today. I'm surprised to see you here.

The studio wasreally busy today,

but how could I miss one of your famous parties?

And you're wearing that top that I love so much.

That's cos I want you to take itoff.

Just a second, baby.

Go, Daddy, go.

Ooh, ooh, ooh! That's cute!

Mmm! Ah!

Oh! Ah! Mmm!

Ooh! Ah...

I-I-I-I'm here now. I'm here.

Oh.

You know, I, uh...

I have these feelings, and, um...

I wanna take care of you, Rolonda.

And I was thinking we could get our own place, and...

maybe get married someday.

Damn. I mean, that's real sweet, baby.

Nigga ain't never said no shit like that before.

So you think maybe we could...?

Oh! 10.30, boo. You know what that mean.

What? My show is on. Hey, now, my show is on.

Ooh, ooh, my show is on.

Up next, "Compton 90221"..

My show is on, too.

Ah, we can't be cleaning up likethis. We got to hire ourselves amaid.

What are you complaining about? I'm the one on my hands and knees.

I thought that was your favourite position.

- Good morning, guys. - Hey!

- Hey, what's wrong, man? - What's wrong, Lon?

I'm a year older, and I'm stillhere with you two guys in my Uncle Virgil's house.

You know what you sound like right now, man?

- No, what? - A bitch.

Yeah, seriously, Lon, you don'twant to mess around with a good thing.

Take a look around you. We got the tight bachelor pad.

We can do whatever we want, I mean... this is it! We made it, man!

- Right there, dawg. - Mm! Ta-dow!

You better clean this damn messupbefore you leave out of here, Iknow that.

Whip some ass up in here.

This is it? Getting yelled at like schoolchildren?

I mean, I thought I'd befurther along in my life by now.

You know, have my own family. My own place.

One of these days...

you guys are gonna grow up.

You 12 minutes late. Dock paycheck.

Look, Cha Ching, I know we got friction between us

on account that I took that KitKat, man,but that was seven years ago...

A Bit 'O Honey, Milky Way, black ricorice and case of Coors.

- What's "ricorice"? - Ricorice. Ricorice!

Don't play language game with me!

You're now 14 minutes late.

Good talk.

Dang Ling, I can't understanda damn word your daddy's saying.

Great first half, kids.

You missed five calls, you four-eyed punk!

Rolonda! Peaches!

- What are you doing here? - We need to talk.

- I'm all ears. - Mama dear is gonna go wait over there.

Remember that time we was watching Compton 90221,

and Swapmisha had told Dante that she was pregnant?

How could I forget it? Seven and a half...

Point is, Swapmisha wasn't the only one got knocked up.

- You mean I'm gonna be a daddy?- It's yours.

You know? Just forget it, Lonnie.

Cos I can't take care of no babyon my income alone.

Daddy also has a job at the sanitation department,

and I just got a job yesterday at Piggy Small's Pizzeria.

You know my Uncle Virgil raised me right, girl,

and I want to do the same for our child, Ro-Ro.

I'm gonna take care of the bothof you.

You're so good to me, Lonnie.

Come on, give me that, huh?

Come on. Come on!

G, we need to talk. Are you busy?

What it look like, baby?

Is everything OK?

G, I'm pregnant.

We're going to have a baby.

Hey, Dominic, your next appointment is here.

Send him in.

Yo, Dommy Dom.

You've gotta be kidding me.

It's the Brotha Stylz.

- This is you? - Aw, hell, yeah!

- Yo, you gots to put us on. - True.

We might be wizel.

But our lizels be klizel blizel. You feel me, dawg?

Words.

Uh... OK. Go ahead and spit.

Huh! Whatever.Someone should tell them they'rewhite.

Oh, hey, Nia. What's up?

- What? I thought I had the studio till 12. - No, no, it's not that.

- Hold on.

- Listen, I, uh... - What?

What is it?

Calm down, dog. You look whiter than usual.

- So, Dom, she gonna have it? - Yeah! She's gonna have it at home.

What kind of shit is that?

I don't know, I don't know. Shesays it's gonna empower her as a woman,

or some bullshit like that.

My life is over. I'm done, finished.

The three of us.

- Daddies. - Ain't it great?

You know, I think we should do,like, daddy training so we can do it right.

Yeah, that's it. You know? Do what our fathers didn't do.

Oh! Ooh!

- Oh, what's that? A little porn?

Check it out. They got her in stirrups and everything.

Ooh, make that move, mama.

- Damn! Look at the size of thatthing. - Looks like an alien.

- Oh!

I'm Annabelle Sinclair, and I'llbe your birthing/child-rearing expert.

And I am here to guide you through the journey

that your child is gonna take from the womb to the pink or blue bedroom.

I'd like to open the floorfor any pre-birthing questions.Anybody?

Yes.

You know, is it cool to stillhit the skins during pregnancy?

He asking if it's all right forhim to still be tapping at it.

Oh, sure. Feel free to get yourswerve on throughout the pregnancy.

Ah!

Damn.

- Don't be embarrassed, dear. - I ain't.

Flatulence is very normal during pregnancy.

- So let 'em rip! - Oh, cool.

Pregnant people, fool.

Well, hell, I had to let it go, baby.

I'm gonna hand out these balls,

and I want you to put them between your knees, OK?

Here you go, you take this. That's right, place it right there.

- Hey, Nia. Sorry I'm... - Dominic...

This is Venus, my doula.

- What's a doula? - A midwife.

You know, I gotta talk to you outside. Come on.

Okey-doke.Now we're gonna simulate labour.

So I would like for everyone toget into their most comfortable positions.

That's right.

Ooh! OK, very nice.

- What are you doing here? - Well, you invited me here.

Look, it was my decision to havethis baby, and it was a fling, Dom.

An office fling.

Dominic, you don't have to be here.

- We've discussed this.

Dominic. Yeah, what's up?

Um... you mean, like, um... Hour and a half.

I think that you're gonna find natural childbirth

to be loving, blissful, and wonderful.

Aah! I want drugs!

Lonnie, I can't take the pain! Ah, ah, ah!

- Lonnie! Lonnie! - Is there anything else I can get you?

Crack! Crack! Horse tranquilliser, nigga! I want drugs!

- OK. Hold on. I'm gonna get thenurse.- Gin and juice! Gin and juice!

Get a nurse. Nurse!

Agh!

What happened, baby? You drop some pickle juice?

It's my water!

- Your water? - The baby's coming!

Oh, jeez. OK. OK, baby, breathe.

Clean up, aisle three!

Daddy! Daddy! Get Grandpa!

- You have a baby here?- No, no! No one have baby here!

Grandpa Bling Bling doctor in China.

- Grandpa? - OK, OK.

Try to breathe.

Watch out!

- I'm going in. - What the hell...?

What the...? Hey, man, what you doing?

What you do...?

Ohh!

- Ah... Ah...

OK, let's go.

Ro! Mama Peaches in the house, baby, with something to ease your pain.

- You can't smoke in here.- Shut your punk ass up, Urkel.

"You can't smoke in..."

Here you go, Ro. Mommy got something for you. There you go, baby.

Here you go, baby. Here's something to do, you get a little sip.

There you go.Just take yourself a little sipnow.

- Relax. - It hurts!

- Breathe, baby, breathe. - You did this to her.

- Huh? - G, baby?

- Yeah, baby. - Talk to me. Say anything.

What?

Well, that's what your daddy always tells me.

- Agh! - Whoo, whoo, whoo.

Whoo, whoo, whoo!

I'm here, I'm here. I got your voicemail, I came as soon as I could.

- Late again! - Just breathe.

Oh, my God! What the hell is that? Call the doctor!

It's a home birth, idiot! She'scrowning.

Aren't you supposed to boil water or something like that?

Yeah, why don't you stay in the kitchen with it?

Jesus, I-I...

- Agh! - Push it, Ro! Uh! Uh!

- Push it good. Uh! - Push it!

Push it, feel good. Uh! Oh! Push it, Ro! Uh! Uh!

- Uh! - Uh!

- Push it, baby. - Push it, Ro! Ooh! Ooh!

- Agh! - Push it good! Uh!

- Push it, Ro-Ro. - Uh! Uh! Push it good.

Oh! Push it, Ro. Uh! Uh!

Push it real good! Uh!

Get your ass in there and get it out, doctor! Agh!

We're trying to create a sereneatmosphere here. You're not helping.

This drug-free idea's not helping either.

- Get out of the way. - Why don't you go home?

Oh, God! Agh!

Holy shit. Come on. Ow!

The baby's coming!

- Ow! - Come on! Baby coming! Baby coming!

Baby not coming. It's stuck.

- What do you mean, stuck? - Grandma, Crisco! Aisle four, stat!

- What? - No, no! No, breathe, baby.

There you are. Little shorty.

Let's hear it for the homey.

It's OK.

- He's got a big thing! - That umbilical cord, Fat Albert!

You did great, baby.

You did great, baby.

I'm a daddy!

I got the call, I came up here,15 minutes later he was out.

- Say hello! - I'm a daddy!

I'm a daddy!

- Wait till you see him. - Jasmine. She's Jasmine.

And she's beautiful.

You are the cutest baby in all the world.

And he smells like shit! Baby, oh!

Now would be a good time to learn how to diaper your son.

You know what? That sounds like fun, baby,

but I got to get to my sparringsession.

You know, I got that fight coming up.So, you know, I gotta get ready.

You pay for juice out of paycheck!

How the hell he see me back here with this?

Don't you remember, I told you I was working tonight?

- Um... yeah. - You forgot, didn't you?

- Uh... - Mm-hm.

Wait... I...

OK, look, baby. I forgot.

I'm sorry, all right, baby? But, look, I can't miss training.

Boxing is gonna be our way outtahere. I can't work for your pops forever.

Hey! I was born to fight.

Why wait? I kick your ass right now.

You know what? Bring it on, Grandma.

Bring it on, right now! You knowyour grandmama got a big mouth.

Come shut it for me, fat ass.

- Mama, Mama. - Ooh!

- Come on now, G.- Anytime, Grandma Jackie Chan!

Hey, I know how important your training is to you,

but still, I think it's time foryou to take more active role in raising Bruce Leroy.

Hey, baby. Look at Daddy. There.

You're right, boo, but...

It's just that I get a little nervous when I'm with him by myself.

G, you can do this.

- Thanks, guys! - Later, chump.

Hey, Tupac.

Uh, how you doin', Tupac?

That is nice. Yes, that's real nice.

I got watches, DVDs, candy... What you want? Skittles?

Cost you a dollar at the store.I give it to you for 50 cents.

Uh... no, thank you, Tupac. I'm OK.

Nigga, you ain't never got no money! You always broke!

Hey!

- I have exciting news. - You got Princess Ro-Ro's allowance?

No, I... I enrolled us in "Mommy and Me" classes this weekend.

No, I ain't goin' to that.

Mm-mm. It's gonna conflict with my strip aerobics class,

and you know I got to lose this extra little baby fat.

Besides, my mama ain't never took me nor Tupac to none of them classes,

and we turned out just fine.

And what's up with all this "Yougot to be with your baby" stuff lately?

What you trying to say, I ain't a good mama?

No, no, it's not that. I just thought it'd be nice

if we spent some quality time together as a family.

You know, maybe we could start by having a family dinner tonight.

Mm-mm. Tonight's ladies' night at the club.

- I told you I needed you to baby-sit. - No, you didn't.

Look, we can go on all night with this"he say she say, she say he say"stuff.

But Isay... your ass is baby-sittin'.

Yes, dear.

You don't want that, no. Give you gas.

Here. There you go.

I'm gonna help her. I'll get her a book.

On breast feeding. Ha-ha.

But you gotta share with your daddy.

- Ho-ho! - Surprise!

I was just gonna start on some tracks.

- She's got hair! - Yeah. She also breathes,

she giggles... She's your daughter, Dominic.

Not that anyone would ever knowfrom your behaviour.

What behaviour? Me and the Brotha Stylzare busy prepping for their bigdebut.

- Get off! Don't touch me! - Mm-hm.

Hey, listen.I'm in a pinch and I need a bigfavour.

What?

I'll see you later. Bye.

See?

It's just you and me, kid.

Me and Jas.

All right, all right. Come on.

- Uh... This ain't so bad, right? - Nah.

Piece of cake.

Hey, Dom, you gonna pick yours up?

- I ain't pickin' mine up. You pick yours up. - But...

You two are acting like it's thefirsttime you've been alone with yourkids.

It is!

- How do we make them stop? - Oh, come on.

OK. All right, come on.

- Come over here. - You gotta sleep.

Come on, big man. That's OK.

- I think they hungry.

Cool. I'm gonna go and get some Mickey D's.

Formula, G! Formula. They drink formula.

Right, right, right! My bad, Mr Mom.

- Uh... We got that in the fridge, right? - Yeah, yeah, in the kitchen.

All right. No, I got it. I got it!

And lay off my lasagne, G

One for you, one for you. OK.

Hey!Oh, this ain't my baby's bottle.

What are you talking about, man?

Yo, yo, yo, yo! Hold up!That's Nia's breast milk in thatbottle.

It's like your boy is sucking onmy lady's titty.

Got a point there.

Getting soft on me, man.

- Hey, now, now. - Oh, they like the titty on tap.

Ooh, look at Bruce Leroy. He got an appetite like his daddy.

Look at him getting his grub on.

Yeah, I-I-I think it's time to burp 'em.

- OK, let's burp 'em, then. - Burp?

- Yeah, yeah. - How we do that?

You just put 'em over your shoulder... Yeah, right like that.

- ..and pat 'em on the back. - Like this?

- Oh, OK.

All right. Yeah, yeah.

- Oh! Hell!

- My Sean Johns! - You got the Exorcistbaby.

Hey, that's what babies do. They burp, spit...

And shit! Ugh!

Ah, damn, it's that titty milk.I bet it is.

Look at it. Oh!

It's green shit!

I'm a lean, mean, diapering machine.

I'm a mean, lean, diaper machine.

Whoo!

Whoo, that's funky!

Damn, Bruce Leroy.When did you eat some corn, man?

Ouch! Ow!

He peed on me!

He peed on me, Lonnie!

Oh, God, it's burning! Ow! Oh, I can't see!

I can't see, Lonnie!

I want my mama!

That's all right, Bruce Leroy,Daddy gonna get you all cleanedup.

We just gonna get the poop out your hair, that's all.

Oh, man, you got soft hair. You got hair like your mama.

Mm-hm. When you get older, all the littleblack girls in the neighbourhoodgonna be,

"Oh, Bruce Leroy, you got good hair.You got Indian in your family?"

And then the little Chinese girls, they're gonna be, "Oh, Bruce Leroy, me so horny."

"Me love you long time."

Cos everybody love Bruce Leroy.

- Here's the lotion, G. - Oh, OK.

- And the baby powder. - OK.

See, your uncles, they understand a soft, sensitive bottom.

- Now who's watching your babies, huh? - Jesus.

Thought you almost got me with that one, didn't you?

That was a good one. Agh! Mm.

- Mm. OK.

- I'm throwing in the towel. - I give up.

Wait a minute. I got an idea.

Rocking with my baby

Baby, baby

Rocking with my baby

Baby

Rocking with my baby

Baby, baby

Rocking with my baby

Hickory, dickory, dock, the mouse ran up the clock.

The clock struck one, the mouse ran down.

Hickory, dickory, dock. Cuckoo!Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo!

That ends the rhyming portion of the Mommy and Me class,

and now it's time for the bonding portion of the Mommy and Me class.

OK, we've gotsome really pretty, shiny books.

I think my daughter likes your son.

I can't blame her.He's almost as cute as you are,Lonnie.

You know my name?

It's on your tag. I'm Brandy.

Hi...

Brandy.

Now let's play the bragging game. This is where we each take a turn,

and you tell us something special about your child.

Brandy, let's start with you.

Well, um... Cherie has a smile that lights up the room.

Just like her mom. Mm.

- Ooh!- Nice to see your domesticatedass

was able to break awayfrom the ball and chain tonight.

Fool, please! I'm a grown-ass man.

I pay taxes... sometimes.

Hey, hey. I run me, she don't run me.

I'm the president, she the secretary of state. Remember that.

Hey, hey. Yo, yo!

How'd you get Drive By to come up in here, man?

His rappers keep getting lockedup, so he's always looking for new talent.

And the Brotha Stylz are gonna be his next platinum artists.

- The white boys?- Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yizzo!

Our bad. We smashed up lizzle in this pizneece.

Can I get some?

- Yeah, whatever. - A'ight, then.

Ooh! Double down!

- He's signing that shit? - Hold up, hold up.

Is that "Ho-londa"?

She's supposed to be having dinner with Lonnie tonight.

All right. It's time to put some crackers up in this soup.

Coming straight from the street... I mean, the cul-de-sacs.

..put your hands together for the Brotha Stylz.

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! What's up, people?

Brotha Stylz in the hizzie!

Hit it!

No, we don't mess around round here

Hell, no,we don't mess around round here

- If you pull one trigger - Then you'll pull the other

- If you think we one figure - Hell, no, fool, we brothas

- And all the girls love us - And homeboys, they wanna mug us

It's hard to beat the brothasand suckers, they can't touch us

- Do you capeesh?- My double barrel's right in myreach

- We want the girls with coconuts - And an ass like a peach

Homies run through your crew like a track meet

Pistol-whip your ass till I see the white meat

- It's ugly - You don't wanna come round here

Cos round here you'll fall down and disappear

Mess around and get stuck down here!

Lose track of the tears!

You'll be hiding in the closet for years!

- Rolling Hannibal style - Brain of a child

- Mind of a killer - Thriller

But we ain't nothin' like Vanilla

No!We don't mess around round here

Hell, no

We don't mess around round here!

So, all our gangstas, hustlers, hoochies, jump up

Busters, haters, snitches, get out

Double Barrel blows your shit out

Cos Brotha Stylz just put a hit out

Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!

I'm telling you, these guys are the bomb.

This is the future of hip-hop right here.

You gotta trust me on this. They got 12 tracks already recorded.

They're all hot. Don't sleep on this, Drive By.

I don't usually sign white rappers...

but for y'all, I might make an exception.

Y'all come by my office.

Dismissed.

- Thank you. - Get outta here!

Yo, Lon. What's wrong, man?

I can't believe Rolonda left mehanging.

I'm starting to think she's not the woman for me.

No!

You know, it's about time, Lon.I got tired of you going out like a sucker.

Yeah. Seriously, Lonnie,you gotta get with the program,like me.

Dom, I don't think you're getting it.

I like spending time with Carver, it's the mama I'm starting to doubt.

Lonnie, there are plenty of women out there that will treat you right, man.

Well, there is this one girl, Brandy, from the Mommy and Me class.

She's the bomb-diggity-fresh,

but I don't think she'd go for a guy like me.

Well, she would if you took somepointers from the pros.

You know what, Lon? You need some game, dawg.

And some new slang,cos "the bomb-diggity-fresh"...I mean,

where the hell did you get that from, anyway?

Yeah, man, you need some style.A makeover.

Thug boot camp. Mm! Ta-dow.

- I'm listening. - Oh, no, you gonna be down. Come on.

That boy's still ugly, if you ask me.

You gotta bend your knees a little bit. Bend your knees a little bit.

Now swing your arms. Not like a monkey, dawg, not like a monkey.

Lon, loosen up. Let... let the tension out.

Heel, toe. Heel, toe.

God, he's white.

Hey, Brandy. How you doing, boo?

Lonnie, no, no, no.

You gotta talk from your nuts, man. More bass.

Now, this is the art of slap boxing. A time-honoured 'hood tradition, all right?

That's the way. Put your hands up. Come on. All right?

Keep them up.

Hey, uh, G?

G, man? G.

Hey, Brandy.

How youdoing, boo?

- We created a player, Señor LonJuan. - Mm-hm.

The adventures of Daddy Look Good.

- So, I hear you celibate. - What?

Sell a bit.You selling a bit, I'm buying abit.

Wow, Lonnie, you look... different all pimped out.

Daddy look good. DLG! Daddy Look Good.

- Are you feeling all right? - Oh, I feel real nice.

Put your hand in my pocket to find out for yourself.

- What can I get you two tonight? - Chardonnay, please.

Yac. Colt back.

Double it up on the rocks in a dirty glass, thickness.

Um, I'm glad you called. You've been on my mind.

You been running through my mindin a thong.

- What? - Thongs. Little things, like string.

It ain't the full bloomers.

My bad. My bad, baby, my bad.

Looks like you gonna have to come out them clothes.

Goodbye, Lonnie.

Brandy.

Damn!

- I'll call you back. OK.

Be a good girl for poppy, all right? Be quiet.

Shh. OK.

- Yeah, that's a good girl.

- Oh, how was the date tonight?- It wasn't that good, thanks toyou two.

- Didn't you use my note cards?- Yeah, I used those, you know.

Tried to do a little freestyle on my own, it didn't really work.

Hey, man, that was all Ass-anova right there.

I mean, I really like this girlBrandy.Little Carver really likes her.

Look, man, maybe you all can patch this up somehow.

Man, the way I acted tonight, G...

I'll be lucky if that woman ever talks to me again.

You didn't take your hat off, did you?

Like a damn fool.

- Hey, Unc. - Huh.

What's all the racket down here,huh?Babies screaming and everything.

I'm trying to go to the bathroom, I can't do nothing.

You OK, Jas?

Convenience store.You inconvenient son of a bitch.

Keep the damn noise down beforeI break my foot off in your ass, boy.

He's mad cos he's got haemorrhoids.

Oh! Hey, hey.

- What are you doing? - Nothing. Don't be looking up here.

What's going on?

- Hey. - What?

Dad has planneda big family dinner on Saturday.

- Uh-huh. - And he's invited you.

What, he's going to have meas the main course or something?

- I can't this Saturday. - Why?

No Good's getting released from prison on Saturday.

No Good is nothing but trouble,

and... we have son. Come on. Things are different now.

Baby, things are different for him, too. He's a reformed man now, for real.

G, the two of you together spells trouble.

Look, all I know is that he's mycousin,and he deserves a second chance.

Six ounces, just like Mama said.

Uh-huh, test it. Ah, there you go.

Come on. Bruce Leroy, that's good milk, man.

Damn, that's some good titty milk. Hey.

Ooh, ooh, ooh.

Yo! Who the hell...? No Good?

That's right, baby, I'm back on the bricks!

What the hell you coming throughthe window for, man?

Creature of habit, dawg, you know. Just trying to keep my skills sharp, man.

- Ah... Ah... - Aah!

- No Good's back! - Now you cut me some love, baby!

- You got it, baby! - Whoo!

Dawg! I can't believe it's beentwo years since you've been locked down.

Well, had the jurisprudence notviolated the statute of limitations per se,

I would have only done 30 days,bro.

Did you get a law degree while you was in prison?

No, I watched The Practice for two seasons.

- I'm representing myself next time. - Oh, next time, huh?

You always had game, player. You always had game.

Speaking of game, man, what's up with you? Are you still boxing?

Yeah, but, uh...

it's sort of been put on the back burner for right now.

Oh, really? How come?

Remember when we used to go candy-jacking back in the day?

- You mean the kung fu clerk? - Yeah, yeah.

Let's just say that a hot temperruns in his family.

Really? How do you know that?

- Um... Well, his daughter had my baby. - Oh, shit!

Hey, hey, dawg! Watch your effing language in front of...

- in front of my son, dawg. - Wow!

Hey, Bruce Leroy.

- This is your cousin, No Good,man. - What's up, little bro?

- Gimme a little bit. - Go on, hit it.

- Hey. - That's my little man.

Drive By, my man, your label's the first one I thought of

when I discovered the Brotha Stylz here.

Yo, check it out. Some people think that we kinda like a white Outkast.

If I want to know what people think of you, I'll tell you!

- Come on. - Very good, sir.

You remind people of a...

- white Outkast. - Yeah.

You really got your finger on the pulse there, Drive By.

You weren't thinking about going to another label, were you?

Well, actually, you know...

- You were always the first choice. - No, right here. Right here.

- Here's the contracts. Sign them.- Wait, wait, wait. This is it?

- I mean, this is legally binding? - This is it.

Wanna talk royalties? Cool. Publishing? That's all right.

If you even want a handicapped parking permit, get at me.

But don't you ever...

mess with me!

I have an anger management issue. You understand?

- Yeah, yeah. - We gonna sign it up right here, dawg.

Good. That calls for a celebration.

Oh, we gonna pop up some of that bubbly?

No, fool, milk and cookies.

Milk and cookies?

You got a problem with my milk and cookies?

No. It's a pleasant surprise. A change of pace.

Dip, fool, dip!

- We dipping! - I can't get it in!

Break it off, man, break it off!

Dip it! Eat them cookies, or some nigga beat your ass!

Today we're gonna discuss something every parent must go through.

It's potty training.

Don't make those faces. It's not as hard as you think.

We're gonna do some role-playing today

to show you how to get your baby's bottom onto the actual ring.

You might want to sing it a songto relax the muscles.

Dookie, dookie, doo-doo brown, Mommy, how can I be down?

Make some funny faces.

Now, it's also very important to praise your child's movements.

"Oh! Look at that! Look what Jason left behind!"

"Oh! Look at the big, brown goldfish!"

Daddy, everyone. Um... this is G's cousin, No Good.

G, why don't you introduce No Good to my family?

No Good, this is...

- XiXi's father, Cha Ching. - No shit. What's up, nigga?

- Yeah. - No Good.

And this is Grandma Fung-Yu.

Hi-yo.

- Cha Ching, Grandma Fung-Yu. - Yeah.

- And Sing Sing, XiXi's mother.- Hm.

All right, Cha-Ching...

- Grandma Fung-Yu... - Uh-huh.

..and XiXi's mama, you sexy thing, Sing Sing.

Yeah, and Bling Bling, the grandpa.

- All right. I got this, dawg. - OK.

Cha Ching, right? Grandma Egg Fu Yung?

Fung-Yu, dawg.

- Sexy thing, Miss Thing-Thing.- Sing Sing!

- Bling Bling. Ta-dow! - Bang bang.

And over in the corner is the hardest-working man in the organisation.

- That's my man, little Dang Ling. - All right, I got it.

Cha Ching, Grandma Kung Fu,

sexy thing Sing Sing,

- Bling Bling, ta-dow... - Bang bang.

- ..and little Ding-A-Ling. - Yeah.

Let's eat.

Sing Sing, these Peking duck feet is the shit.

- You no like my cooking?- No, Mom, "the shit" is a goodthing.

- "The shit" is good? - Yes.

"The shit" is real good, Sing Sing. It... Never mind.

You know, this is the first time in two years

I ain't had to worry about getting shanked at chow.

- Don't be so sure.- What's up with your dawg, man?

Ah!

- Damn, Grandma! - That was a wet one.

- What? - I have cable.

- Whatever, little man.- On cable, every man in prisonmovie

- toss the salad... - Dang Ling, that's enough.

Now, go wash the dishes.

When you're done, you finish tarring the roof.

- My father wants to tell you something. - Hm.

G, I want to offer you a manager position at the market.

Yes.

You know, Cha Ching,I really appreciate that, but...

that's not what I wanna do.

Oh, shit.

- Being a manager is a great job. - Look, I got a job.

Boxing is not a job.

Look, you always say that,but I got my shot coming up, allright?

I thought you would be happy.

With this promotion, we could finally get our own place.

Yo, that would be dope. The three of us...

Hey! Hey, brother, hey.

I'm talking about the future.

One that's brighter than hanging around the gym

- and chilling with a bad influence like... - Like what? Huh?

Like what? Look, I'm not gonna give up boxing, OK?

And I would appreciate it if youwouldn't give up on me, either.

I'm gonna help Dang Ling clean these dishes.

Somebody done messed up, huh?

Agh!

This is for XiXi. OK.

Ow!

Oh, shit!

I'm gonna do it for my baby! I wanna do it for Bruce Leroy!

I'm gonna die!

This duck cheesesteak is great!

It's the other brown meat. You could have asked somebody.

Ha-ha-ha. You hear that, sucker?

G! Back away from the duck!

Get him, Dang Ling! Get him, Dang Ling!

Gonna see Daddy. Gonna see Daddy.

You're gonna see your daddy

OK. There you go, honey.

You're gonna see Daddy.

- What's up, gorgeous? - Hey, Dominic.

I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to Jas.

She just ate, so she should be ready for bed soon.

What, are you painting the townwith your friend Pluto?

Something like that. What about you?

Beer delivery.

You're not having a party tonight, are you?

No, no, it's for one of Lonnie'sexperiments. OK.

- Have a good time. - I'll be back later.

Go. We're gonna be OK, don't worry about us.

- Bye, pumpkin. - Bye.

There's supposed to be four. We have two lights, two regulars.

What does the... Doesn't it say it right here?

Hey, how are you?

I don't think we should leave.

We're going downstairs, man.

Come on. We done been throwed up on, pissed on and pooped on.

It's time we do some grown-up shit, man.

- That's right. - All right? Come on.

- All right. - Cool.

Bye-bye.

Sleep tight, little fella.

Brother gotta pee. Oh!

Anybody ever tell you you have beautiful hair?

Come on, let's get busy.

No, no, Stacy. Don't go in there.

We'll go in there.

Come on, Dom, you did notbring me up here to play with myhair.

It's foreplay, baby.

Hey! Hey!

- I'm gonna go check on the kids. - All right.

What...? Who...?

Goddamn!

- G! G! - Yeah?

- The babies are gone! - What?

I told you! They're gone. Dom!

- The babies are gone! - The babies is gone!

I just saw them in the other room.

- Bruce Leroy! Bruce Leroy! - Jasmine! Move!

- Jasmine! - Son!

Oh, shit! Shit! What are we gonna do?

Outside! Outside!

- Bruce Leroy! - Jasmine!

Carver!

Carver!

Bruce Leroy!

- You check up in Uncle Virgil'sroom? - I'm dialling 911.

No, man. I still got warrants from that probation thing.

- What...? How?

Bruce Leroy. What...? Who put you all up here?

- Carver, you know how to walk?- Jasmine. Hey, sweetie.

It's all my fault. I should havechecked to make sure the door was closed.

It could have been worse.

A lot worse.

Man, these kids depend on us.

This is our chance to be fathers, man.

And we can do the right thing, right now. You all in or what?

Yeah.

I'm in.

Yeah, we can do this.

Look, fellas, I wouldn't believeitif hadn't seen it with my own...

former four eyes.

Two proud papas, daddies even... fathers...

hanging out with their kids.

- That's right. - That's right.

That's right, man. Nia's been so busy at work

me and Jas really been getting to know each other lately.

I heard that, man.

Oh, look at him. Look at Bruce Leroy. Jab him! Jab him!

- Carver! - Whup his ass!

Hold your right hand up.

- Dip. - When he drop it... There you go.

I thought you said we was chilling today, huh?

- We are. - At the store?

Look here, man. Stop complaining, all right?

XiXi's gonna get on my ass if Idon'tstart pulling my weight around,all right?

You need a wheelbarrow to haul all that in.

Oh, snap!

See, this is what I'm talking about right here, man.

This is what I wish I could getfor my son.

Why don't you buy it?

Man, do you know how expensive it is to raise a child now?

There's diapers, there's formula... not to mention the toys.

Wow.

Hell, man, I barely got enough for the necessities.

I'm gonna get that, though. Yeah, I'm gonna get that.

Right.

Diapers, bottles, chips. Cool.

Damn! Look, I left my wallet inthe car. Look, hold this spot, OK?

- All right. - Don't lose it.

- Gotcha. - All right.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Oh, hey. How you doing?

You know you look just like Patti LaBelle, but without the big hair, though.

You know,when she was with the Labelles.

Yeah, OK.

All right, now! Freeze!

I want it chilly up in here!

Sir? Sir, we don't really have much money in the till.

You're welcome to all of it,

but I would recommend that you roba convenience store on your wayhome.

Did I ask you for money? No, I did not.

Now, give me some of them snot suckers, some of them baby rattles,

and some ass thermometers, pronto.

Y'all got some baby grub up in here?

Is the baby teething?

- Oh, and don't forget the rubber nipples. - Oh. Yeah.

- And the little booties for thebaby's feet. - Mm-hm.

- And cotton swabs. - Cotton swabs.

Oh, that reminds me. Is the baby still on formula?

You should really start going for organic.

- Mm-hm. - Right, right, right, right.

- What the hell "organic" mean,man?- It means it's grown naturally,

without any harmful pesticides that might poison your baby.

- What? You trying to poison mykid? - No!

I want everything organic up in this bitch, right now!

I don't want nobody to move for two minutes. That's 150 seconds.

That didn't sound right.

Hoo-hoo!

Open the trunk.

Man, don't tell me you just robbed the store?

- Open the trunk, dawg.- What the hell did you just do,fool?

They was robbing us, black man.

Just cos it's overpriceddon't mean you supposed to stealit.

Why you tripping? I did this for you, dawg.

What?

- Huh? - You the one got a baby to handle.

Oh, I'mtripping? Cos I ain't your accomplice no more?

What? You got a baby now so you don't work no more?

- Oh, so robbing is work now? - Yeah.

Man, they ain't running my plates. Get in the car, man!

Mm-hm. You like hanging out with your Uncle No Good, huh?

Here, take some of those right there. That's what's up.

Yeah, this is, um, kind of good.

I can see how you eat this stuffright here, brother.

You know what? Me and your daddy...

got you all kinds of good stufftoday. Mm-hm.

Got it for free, too, if you know what I'm saying.

With a toy gun. Made a clean getaway.

You know why? Huh? You know why?

- Cos crime does pay. Yes, it does. - Hey, baby.

What?

What's up, dawg?

Baby, what's the problem? Are you mad or something?

- Are you stupid? - What are you talking about?

Robbing baby stores?

- Baby, that was No Good... - Tell that to your son

when your dumb ass ends up in jail!

- Baby, I told you... - "Baby" is finished!

- Damn. - Shit!

Yeah. It'll be OK, OK?

G, just look at it as a chance to grow, to get in touch with yourself.

Look, man, I'm tired of touchingmyself. I want my lady to touch me.

I want XiXi to touch me.

- Where you going, sexy? - Big meeting today, fellas.

I'm gonna have a huge payday.

And maybe, who knows, you know?Get a place of my own...

Jas could have a backyard, her own room.

- Man, you know what you sound like? - What? A bitch?

No...

a man.

All right, I'll talk to you later.

You kind of dress like a bitch, though.

Drive By, you so crazy.

So when did you guys become such good friends?

All right, it's gonna be hard. It's gonna be real hard, real hard.

It's gonna be hard for the Stylz Brothas to say

you ain't gonna be the Brotha Stylz manager no more.

That wasn't that hard at all. Easy, dawg.

- Let's go. - You're dismissed, bitch!

Dismizzle bizzle.

I'm all right!

- Dang Ling, where's XiXi, man?- She don't want to see your ass.

- Cha Ching, where's XiXi? - G, we need to talk. Outside.

- You get that black eye boxing?- Nope...

From your daughter.

She's got a left hook like her mother.

- I don't smoke cigarettes. - Take a closer look, fool.

Special smoke. Cure a chronic ailment.

- Even a broken heart. - Huh.

Damn, man.

All this time I thought you was uptight and shit.

You remind me of myself when I was your age.

- The Triads.

I was the leader of the Far East Side Riders.

I dreamt of being a Chinese Scarface.

- Say hello to my little friend. -

Hey, what happened?

Met XiXi's mom up at the club.

Got gander at junk in the trunk.

She made you turn your life around, huh?

Not before reality bitch slapped me in the face first.

Gangster Gung Ho got cap busted in ass.

Pour a little out for homies ain't here.

- Yeah. - After that,

all I could think about was giving my daughter

and my baby's mom a better life.

- Any regrets? - One.

I didn't do it sooner.

Dominic... Hi.

Oh, I wasn't expecting you.

Yeah, I know. I just wanted to see if we could talk, maybe.

- Well, this really isn't the best, uh... - Dominic.

What's she doing here?

You caught us at a bad time. We just got out of the bath.

"We"?

Maybe we should talk.

Are you trying to tell me you'rea...?

Let's be real. Jasmine a needs a full-time parent,

for when she's sick, for when she can't sleep.

You know you can't be counted on for that.

No, that's not true.That's what I wanted to talk toyou about.

We have to do what's best for Jasmine.

And you think her having two mommies is what's best?

Yes. Venus and I are in love.

She's with Jasmine every singleday.

Besides, you're more into the StylzBrothas than you are into beinga dad.

We're not living without sacrifice

Sacrifice

Sometimes blessings, they come in disguise

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Every valley has a mountain

Every shore, a sea

Every life, a reason

What was meant to be

And that's the way it goes

Brandy!

Brandy. Brandy...

And that's the way it goes

Advice for life

You only get one chance to make it right

Live wrong and pay the price, be strong and sacrifice

Respect life and think twice

My God-given rights, God gave me the light

So I'm gonna shine bright

Despite the negativity in human life

Life, uh, yo

I'm too blessed to be stressed

Up against all odds that manifest in the flesh

Yo, lovin' my life, life, I'm livin' it

You love the way it sound and the way that I deliver it

Love life and keep it innocent

Live and let live, life's experience

I know you're mad at me.Hell, if I was you I'd be mad atme, too,

but if you'd give me a chance to explain...

I amsorry.

Brandy!

Carver... I am sorry.

Wake your sorry asses up!

I ain't gonna say this but one time,so you damn well better hear me.

Now, Lonnie, don't get caught up in this baby's mama drama.

Now, you had you a good woman in Brandy.

She's a good woman, she likes you, and that baby likes you, too.

You need to be a man.

You need to go ahead and pick your hair out, and...

get rid of them damndeep-sea diving goggles, and...

handle your business.

And you... Rerun.

- Huh? - Yeah, you. You got a good woman, too,

but you're too damn lazy.

See, all you want to do is lay up on your ass all day long.

And you ain't no fighter.

Hell, I'll knock your dick in the dirt right now, old as I am.

Yeah, you need to put your family first. Put your family first.

And Dom... you ain't no player.

Now, Uncle Virgil...

now, Uncle Virgil was a player.You hear me?

I was slamming more Cadillac doors and pimping more ho's

while you were still swimming around in your daddy's nut sack.

You got a good woman, too, but now you mad

cos she done got herself anotherwoman.

Hell, it be Uncle Virgil back in the day...

I'd have both them chicks over my house right now,

cooking my breakfast, butt naked,

with the house shoes on.

Best thing I can suggest to you

is you get yourself back in your baby's life as soon as you can.

Don't be like me, Dom. You end up old...

lonely...

living with your goofy-ass nephew and his broke-ass friends.

Do I really look like Rerun?

Brandy!

Brandy!

Brandy, can you find it in your heart to forgive me?

You know, the loving, the caring,

the compassionate, the dashing, the debonair,

the real Lonnie.

He's back... and he'd like another chance.

- How about dinner tonight? - I'm all ears.

You want some pig feet?

- Ooh, is she a cutie-pie! - Like her mama.

Yes, indeedy, feed the needy.

Want some ribs? Some chitlings?

So we were high-school sweethearts.

I thought he was Prince Charming,but he turned out to be a toad.

Your ex and my baby's mama need to get together,

cos she's a rat. A 'hood rat.

You know, I've always hadthis idealistic view of family.

- A house in the burbs... - Oh, with the white picket fence?

- And a cute puppy, like... - A chocolate Lab.

Oh, let me clean those for you.

Hey, are these new glasses?

Yeah, the other ones were kind of large and square.

What you waiting on, dawg? An engraved invitation?

- Huh? - Kiss her, fool!

Go, Lonnie, go! Go, Lonnie. Yeah!

I know Ho-londa's my mama,but Brandy's all that and a bagof tits.

He's right, boy.I mean, check out those tig ol'bitties.

I been suckling those chocolatemilk sacks for months, and it is nice!

Lonnie...

Are you feeling OK?

No, I think I had a little too much wine.

I guess it is getting a bit late.

Yeah. Maybe I should be going.

That's my daddy.

What the hell is that? Open up your door, fool!

What the hell isthis, man?

Breakfast, fool.

No, man, I'm talking about what the hell you do to the room.

Oh, my grandmother told me to make myself at home, man, so...

Want a grilled cheese sandwich,man?

- No, I'm cool. - All right, then.

You still mad at me, man?

Look, Robin Hood...

Because of what you did, XiXi ain't speaking to me.

I haven't even seen my baby, man.

That little stunt you pulled really messed my life up.

What's up with you, man?

You still the same guy that got"Thug Life" tatted on his arm, or what?

Yeah, that's me.

But I got my son's name tatted on my other arm now.

We gonna always be boys, man. We family.

It's just that I got a family ofmy own now, so that's my priority.

I feel you, dawg. I'm proud of you, man.

Thanks, baby.

Now, you sure you don't want oneof these grilled cheese, you know?

- Yeah, go on. Hook me up one, man.- All right, then. It's organic.

What the hell you doing bustingin here like you pay the bills?

I mean, like you the police.

Sit your Count Crackula-lookingass down.

And you shut the hell up. Show me some respect around here,

cos Lord knows, I earned it.

The days of you two bitches using my baby boy for a payday are over.

He's coming with me. And maybe, just maybe,

if you get your shit together...

- I might let you see him. - But Princess Ro-Ro...

But Ro-Ho, my ass, biatch!

You don't like the way I row, take me to court.

Come on, Carver. Let's go home.

I'm sorry you had to hear that,man.

- Oh... - Oh, don't worry.

You'll still get your little $300 a week.

Ain't that what you had him for?

Let's get outta here.

- Swoll! - Mama, no.

..and I'm proud to saythat many of Philadelphia's topartists

have recorded right here in thisstudio.

- We have an award-winning engineer... - Nia.

Dominic, what are you doing here?

I just want to tell you you're right.

Being a parent means being there every day.

Look, I know you don't need me,Nia, but I need Jasmine.

Things haven't exactly been going my way lately.

First, the Brotha Stylz fire me,then I find out you're a lesbian...

- Wait a minute. You got fired?- You're a lesbian?

- Thank you. - Thanks.

The other day, I went to visit you, right? I saw you and Venus with Jasmine.

You guys looked just like a family, and it became clear what's important.

I need to be part of my daughter's life.

I want to pack her lunch on the first day of kindergarten.

I want to put Bactine on her skinned knee when she falls off her bike.

I want to keep her away from players like me.

I know it sounds stupid, but...there's more to life than chasing girls.

That's raising one.

Come here.

- Let Daddy strap you in. - Swoll, leave him alone!

You can't just bust up in here,take Ro's baby and break out, Donnie.

What you wanna do, little man, huh? What you wanna...?

It's Lonnie!

Lonnie, partner.

Get lost!

Can I row with you?

Not this time, little Tupac.

Superboy done became Superman.

Ro, girl, you should've never let that man slip through your fingertips.

Baby, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry it took me so long tofigure out

that I wanted to spend the restof my life with you and Bruce Leroy.

I don't want Bruce Leroy growingup not knowing who his father was like I did.

I want him to be proud to call me Dad.

And I want you to be proud

to call me your husband.

XiXi,

G, you had me at "Hello".

My man Lonnie finally found happiness.

By the power vested in me by the state of Pennsylvania,

I now pronounce you husband andwife.

You may now kiss the bride.

Look, look at that! He done spit on her chin. Whoa, whoa.

Save something for the hotel room.

Your kids are gonna watch this.

Honeymoon time. Honeymoon time.

- Lon, the Carver 5000 is the bomb, man! - Thank you, Uncle Virgil.

And Brandy inspired him to achieve his dream

of becoming the most successful black inventor

since the sister who invented the hot comb.

Toys R Us just ordered 1,000 units of the Carver 5000.

What ever happened to the Stylz Brothas?

Yeah, yeah, the white boys.

They kind of had a problem at the Apollo.

What's up, my niggas?

- Bad management. - Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Dom stopped being a player and started being a father.

Inspired by his baby girl Jas,

he decided to spin his music career in a different direction.

He created Hip-Hop Scotch Records, and the first act he signed

was little Tupac, aka Mini T.

It's Mini T, the biggest preschool mack around...

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Carver, Jasmine, Bruce Leroy...

Happy birthday to you!

No Good finally found his niche.

And it's organic. No pesticides or nothing.

He got himself his own cooking show and became known as the OG -

The Organic Gangsta.

A smidgen of cayenne pepper... then boom! Pow! Ta-dow!

The flavour is major in this piece.

Now, meat tenderising. First...

you get your meat.

Then... you get your tenderiser.

Gonna beat that meat!

Fist, meet meat. Meat, meet fist.

And you start tenderising.

Where my money at, huh? You beenowing me $5 for, like, two weeksnow!

So...

Mrs XiXi Ling Yoon Duck Quon Poon Washington?

Yes?

You'll be happy to know that I'm hanging up my gloves, boo.

Really? You are giving up boxing?

Well, not completely.

Me and my father-in-law, Cha Ching,

opened us up our very own boxing gym/karate studio.

We call it the "Mofo Dojo".

Hit me hard! Hit me hard! Hit me! Good. Get back.

Come on, let's go. Come on! Come on!

Harder! No, you hit like a girl!

Other hand!

Get back over there! Come on!

Come on!

Oh!

Ohh!

Class dismissed.

- To great friends. - No, to great...

babies' daddies! Mm!

Who'd have thought, three little babies

turning us into three grown men

What's up, Allen?

It's Little Tupac

What's up, Allen Iverson? What's up, Philly?

Come on, yeah, yeah, yeah

It's Mini T

The biggest preschool mack around

Always treatin' Philly like my playground

Now, back in the day, before the fortune and fame

I knew three babies' daddies who had no game

It was Lonnie, Dom, and my man Big G

All of them together ain't no player like me

Lonnie had a baby mama he tried to treat nice

But you can't turn Ro into a housewife

Lonnie was a square, big glasses, nappy hair

Who chumped the champ after thug boot camp

And then there's G, who thinks he's a fighter

If he laid off the hot wings, he'd be a little lighter

My homeboy Dom, so busy gettin' on

Couldn't see his daughter bein' raised by two moms

Dom's got my back, my income's higher

But if I don't see my royalties

He's gettin' fired

Mini T's gonna whip it up

Bringin' y'all that funky stuff

All these daddies messing up

Baby daddy drama, baby mama drama

Mini T's gonna whip it up

Bringin' y'all that funky stuff

All these daddies messing up

Baby daddy drama, baby mama drama