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This time next week,
y'all gonna be practicing

inside this new building right here.

Previously in P-Valley...

You made the withdrawal
from the church account yet?

What you need it for?

What's your little ass gonna do with it?

My gym.

This retirement plan
of yours, it's real, huh?

Mercedes' last dance...
it took you long enough.

Well, 25 retirement age
for a stripper now-a-days?

Hey, yo, Cliff. Come listen to this.

- Nigga, is you stalking me?
- Yeah, shorty.

Listen to this here.

New song, huh?

Who this Andre Watkins?

I was just showing him a good time.

By trying to bribe him with the stacks?

His casino want to buy our land.

I'm gonna need you to use them lips.

And I'll leave it up

to you to decide which
set you gonna use.

- Condom?
- Be right back.

Luckily, there's a
Walgreens on the co...

Fuck.

I think I might just have

to try you out on that
pulpit one Sunday service.

That would be...

nice.

* Ooh, that nigga,
ooh, ooh, that nigga *

* Ooh, that nigga,
ooh, ooh, that nigga *

I just don't see why I should pay you

to take your clothes off for money.

It's like giving a homeless
man a-a million dollars.

You already know that
ain't gonna turn out right.

- What's popping, Freckles?
- That ain't my name.

But that's what make you distinct.

Another thing make you distinct

is that you the only nigga up
in here not throwing it up.

I got money. Money ain't a thing.

It makes my skin crawl to
see all these women here

degrading themselves like that.

Get your ass here on a weeknight

'cause you ain't got
no pussy to park up in.

I don't like the way you talking to me.

And I don't like your freckles,
so that make us even.

You probably ain't even got no money.

I got some money. That ain't...

Well, give it to her, then.

Imagine she homeless, and you Jesus.

* Ooh, ooh, that nigga *

Pick that shit up.

It's okay. We'll get Toy to pick it up.

* Ooh, ooh, that nigga,
ooh, ooh, that nigga *

- Hand it to the lady.
- A lady?

Man, y'all got jokes.

I only repeat myself once.

Hand the lady the money.

Jump if you gonna jump, nigga.

You gonna be disrespectful, huh?

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

* You want a freak,
pussy pink like bubblegum *

* But talk is cheap, fuck
nigga this ain't free lunch *

* Keep it up, have them
real niggas fuck you up *

* Keep my own money cause
a lame nigga try to cuff *

* Showin' off your watch, your ring *

* Pussy niggas spend your change *

Fuck that nigga.

He gonna be the first one

busting a nut to some porn tonight.

At least we ain't doing that.

What if he right?

Look, Keyshawn...

if you don't learn nothing
from me, learn this.

Don't let not one nigga
put his weight up on you.

If he feels some type
of way about this shit,

then he don't need to
be up in here, then.

Maybe I feel some type
of way about it, too.

* Lil nigga gotta spend that shit *

* Can't fuck me, boy,
won't slang no dick *

* You ain't got no chips,
she ain't got no whips *

* Say you want a lil baby,
well I ain't that bitch... *

- Mm.
- Sorry.

A customer spilled beer on my money.

Must be going good down at the Pynk.

You know how fellas go
crazy for the new girl.

Don't me and my husband know it.

_

* I'm moving fast,
just like the panther *

* Not talking money, I cannot answer *

* Making money, so you know
they can't stand her *

* She moving dirty, like she a dancer *

* My lyrics spreading,
like it's some cancer *

* Be on alert like your name Amber *

* Your nigga broke, bitch,
raise up your standards *

* She hopping around,
like she is a prancer *

* I'm moving fast, just
like the panther *

* Not talking money, I cannot answer *

* Making money, so you know
they can't stand her *

* She moving dirty,
like it's some cancer *

* Be on alert like your name Amber *

* Your nigga broke, bitch,
raise up your standards *

* Hopping around, like
she is a prancer *

This gonna be the spot
for all my trophies.

Girl, you must make

a mean rack of ribs if
they all award-winning.

I'm not doing a restaurant.

I'm doing myself a gym.

- A gym?
- Mm-hmm.

These fat folk in
Chucalissa sure need one,

not that we gonna use it, though.

Not that kind of gym.

It's a gym for majorettes.

We need somewhere to
practice our dance-dance.

And what kind of money
you make doing that?

I'ma charge tuition, so...

I already got about 20 girls.

I get a gym, I'm sure
I'll bring in more.

And folks spend money on that?

What you mean?

I mean, it ain't like
nothing you can buy.

You ain't selling a product.

You just selling an experience.

Believe me, if it's one
thing I know how to sell,

it's a experience.

It's a subscription model I'm going for.

Subscription model? Okay.

You pay a monthly fee

and get access to a bunch
of different classes.

You see, I want my girls
to build up they skill set.

Folks that's good enough can
become a Chucalissa Challenger.

20 girls at $200 more than
pays for the mortgage.

Mm, it sure sound risky.

Listen, maybe I should show you
some of my rental properties.

A lease will give you some time
to see how it all shake out.

No, I'm committed to this.
I'm committed to these girls.

I'ma build something that lasts.

Okay, you get me the down
payment by tomorrow?

Tomorrow?

These folks been buying up
these properties left and right

around town.

You better put your money down
quick before somebody else do.

Okay, I will.

Just a little piece of business advice.

I'd up that subscription fee to $250.

Dreams are expensive.

Make them pay for what it's worth.

* Say my name *

* Whoa *

What the hell?

Ooh-whee, girl.

I don't need no crack
with a voice like that.

Oh, you don't have to
give me your money.

Where you going to church, huh?

I'ma come and hear you every Sunday.

Ms. Woodbine,

are you sure you want
to close this account?

I'm just following God's orders.

Had to ask.

_

Could you hurry the hell up!

You have a blessed fucking day, too!

Bitch.

* I like you, banana-nana fo-fana *

* Banana-nana fo-fana,
banana-nana fo-fana *

* Banana, I want that banana-nana... *

- I can't.
- Hell, you better.

You damn near split
your wig the other night.

Uncle Clifford said your ass
is gonna get up on the Pony,

you got to learn how to ride.

Now, one more again.

I just don't have the upper-body
strength to do this shit.

It ain't about strength.

It's about physics.

You got to think of it like this.

The Pony is the center of the universe.

In order to go around,
you got to throw your weight.

* You don't love 'em anyway *

* I like you, banana-nana fo-fana *

* Banana-nana fo-fana,
banana-nana fo-fana *

* Banana, I want that
banana-nana fo-fana *

Flying ain't about strength.
It's about trust.

Y'all up in here?

Who hooptie parked in the parking lot?

- Mine.
- What?

You ain't driving no Lexus?

- That's all I could afford.
- Mm.

Gidget, you ready to go on
down to the Dollar Tree?

I got coupons for the sparklers.

Hey!

Mercedes' last dance finna be lit.

Where Uncle Clifford at?

Uncle Clifford! Uncle Clifford!

Keyshawn, quit calling my name.

Uncle Clifford, could you please...

No, mm-mm, mm-mm.

This ain't no damn
Uncle Pooh Bear daycare.

Take your baby on to the store with you.

Oh, lookie here.

This my new little trinity, huh?

This little look look
like it might work.

Me and Gidget a duo
now, salt and pepper.

Ah, hey!

Shake it. Don't break it now.

Ah!

Come on in this office,
September October.

I got something I want to show you.

What you say? Oh.

Yeah. Yeah, what you say?

Oh, okay.

- Come on, now, look...
- Mm.

Girl, you ain't hear this from me.

Uncle Clifford was in the Paradise Room

with all them regulars the other night.

That man said a casino coming to
town want to build over the Pynk.

What?

Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.
How you hear this, now?

I overheard during my
Sleeping Beauty night.

Bless his heart. That
doctor know he a nutter.

- Girl, I know.
- Well, they can't do that.

Uncle Clifford ain't
gonna let them do that.

Sounded like Uncle Clifford

ain't got much choice in the matter.

Now, I dids me a deep dive

from them pictures to the memos.

Seem like folks last name
Jenkins getting half

what the Trumps getting,
you know what I'm saying?

I mean, Corbin and them
land worth a half a million,

yet they nearly getting about six.

Well, what they offer you?

They ain't given me no offer.

What?

- Don't tell me you don't own.
- Oh, no, I own. I own.

This place been passed down
over the generations.

It's just, um...

I'm still paying off a debt
I took up on this place.

And you gotten behind.

Well, I won't be behind for long.

Mercedes' last dance
gonna have that interstate

lit as fuck.

Her booty always bring in that big bank

and little bank, too.

You'll never be able to beat them,

even if you get good on your debt.

They'll find a way to take this club.

I know guys like this.

They always win.

Child...

I loves to be taken in the night,

but...

I feel like my booty hole
gonna be tore up after this.

Mm, what you said.

Huh.

Unless...

somebody can prepare me for the rapture.

- Uh-uh. Mm-mm.
- Come on.

That Andre boy love running
his mouth off to you.

You know, go back to him,

- ask him a couple more questions.
- No. No, no.

I am not talking to that
creepy-ass dude anymore.

You know he has pictures
of me on his computer?

- Bitch...
- Hmm?

He got pictures of me on that computer.

You ain't nobody special.

Ha. Mm-hmm.

And here it is you think
that man's stalking you.

Your pussy ain't that good.

As you can see,

the nighttime foot traffic
is high on the weekends,

and with access to the 55
and being waterfront property,

this property is A1 for sure.

Andre, stellar work pinning
this down for the company.

Well, with Mississippi state law

requiring all casinos be built on water,

viable land is scarce,

but I've found needles
in haystacks before.

Now, to be clear, we're still on track

with the other land acquisitions?

The Kyle property is one signature
away from being done and done.

Perfect.

I can't believe

this is coming along without a hitch.

Well, Bill...

there might be one small, little,

- tiny problem with the owner of the Pynk.
- Nigga.

Now, the Pynk is still

on the verge of foreclosure,

but the owner may have
found out about the casino.

I know we were waiting till
the foreclosure proceedings

were done with the Pynk,

but I say we make the man
an offer he can't refuse.

Oh, there's no point in making an offer

if he's about to go
on the auction block.

Damn. Well, you white folks...

No, no, no, Mayor Ruffin...

You bold in it now-a-days, don't you?

I did not mean it like that.

I'm sorry, but I am...

you... you took that the wrong way.

Unfortunately, if we
can't get all the land

at the price point
allotted in our budget,

then Promised Land will
be forced to go elsewhere.

Now, now, Bill,

let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Chucalissa want this, need this.

Well, then, Mayor Ruffin,

what are you gonna do

to make sure that Promised Land Equities

can do more than just build
the Tydell Ruffin Park?

Um, my, um...

um...

office can draw up a special ordinance

to expedite this particular foreclosure.

Just give me two weeks.

Then that ain't gonna be
a problem no more.

Mr. Watkins, close the
Kyle deal without delay.

- Two weeks, gentlemen.
- Bill, let's go!

- Two weeks.
- Got to get back to my wife.

Eloise...

Can you go get me a...

a, um, you know...

- Get you a what?
- Bitch, just go!

I'm surprised Eloise ain't sued you yet.

Boy, hush. This is the South.

I just want to know

what the hell you were doing just then.

I had to let Bill know.

I seen shit like this go sideways,

you don't keep your investors
privy to potential problems.

No, the problem was you
doing a deal in the Pynk

with that Corbin motherfucking Kyle.

He probably the one that told
that thing about the casino.

Probably.

You stay your ass up out
of that Pussy Valley.

That whole hood is known for loose lips,

if you know what I'm saying.

You wanted me to close the Kyle deal

by any means necessary.

That's what I was down
at the Pynk trying to do.

No, no, no, you were trying
to fuck up my legacy.

If this thing goes through,
I will be the man

that singlehandedly make it rain

down upon Chucalissa,

and my platform is a promise

I intend to keep.

Now, you close that
motherfucking Kyle sale

by end of week.

You heard me?

I heard you.

Well, come on, get it done godson.

Get it done.

I'll deal with that Clifford sale.

And, you...

you just keep your
dick up out that Pynk.

Siri, call Patrice.

Hey, Ma.

You have reached Patrice Woodbine.

Sorry I can't come
to the phone right now,

so please leave a message,
and have a blessed day.

Hey, Ma, this is about
the third time I done called.

Let me know where you gonna be
at so I can come cop that check.

Hit me back, now.

Hello. You have reached
the phone of [INDISTINCT].

She can't come to the phone right
now because she's on punishment.

- Mom!
- You can call back in three weeks.

Oh, my God, you're doing it! Mom

* I-I-I know I've been changed *

* I... *

* Know I've been changed *

Come on, Delta Valley Revival.

Who else wants to come
to the altar tonight?

Who else wants to be delivered?

I know I do.

Do you hear me, church?

You see, your steps have been ordered

by the Lord Himself,

the path that you're on

with its twists and turns,

* Its highs *

* And low lows *

Let me hear you say amen
if you been deep...

- Amen!
- * Down in the valley *

* And can't no man take *

* What God got for you *

You gonna hear this!

* Can't no man take *

* What God got for you *

Amen. Thank you, Sister Woodbine.

Pastor Gilfield know... Isaiah 54.

Won't no weapon formed
against you prosper,

and every tongue that dare rise
against you in judgment,

in hypocrisy, in both hateration and...

* Holleration *

* Will be condemned *

* I could dance all night *

* Whoo-hoo! *

What in Heaven names
you think you doing?

Wasn't it you that said you wanted
to try me out in the pulpit,

or is that something you tell
all your church hos?

Don't blaspheme in front of me.

Nigga, you ain't God.

But this is my church,

and a woman ain't got
no place on the pulpit.

Seem like your congregation
might think otherwise.

Stay in your lane, Sister Patrice...

or you best find another church.

* By the pool, there's
a lot of pretty girls *

* But all I see is you *

Now, how come you ain't coming tomorrow?

You know I'd be there if I could.

But the season start tomorrow night.

Oh.

Don't be mad at me, because
I got you something new.

Uh, uh-uh.

Only dollar bills can go in the floss.

Go ahead and open it. Go on ahead.

* Dripping chocolate *

* All over the bedroom *

* Drowning in your... *

That's all I get?

Oh, you know you can get more.

* I can't live without my brown *

That's really up to you.

- Hey, boo.
- Hey, girl.

- That's 25 cents.
- Call y'all bitch.

- Yo, Peanut Butter...
- Uh-huh.

- Extra Extra...
- Mm-hmm.

And the Dark Knight, y'all on deck.

Uncle Cliff, remember,
Autumn ain't working tonight.

Mm, well, y'all lucky,

'cause that girl was gonna
take all y'all bitches' money.

Look, tonight might be slow,
but don't y'all worry.

With Mercedes' last dance,
tomorrow'll be better.

Y'all just put my monkey drops
in y'all r-r-routines, now.

How many monkey drops it gonna take

to keep this place from shutting down?

- Shutting down? Who said that?
- Yeah, who?

- Who said that?
- Yeah, who?

Who?

If y'all bitches don't
stop sounding like

some motherfucking owls
up in here, y'all better...

Hmm?

I overheard you talking to Autumn's man

the other night in the Paradise Room...

said a casino finna
to tear down the Pynk.

Well, Miss Mississippi,

you sure named after the right river,

'cause your ass can't
hold water for shit.

Thank God it's all just lies and gossip.

Well, if that ain't true,
what the hell's going on?

Damn. I ain't gone yet.

Save the tears for my
floss funeral tomorrow.

Mercedes, this ain't even funny.

The Pynk finna shut down.

Girl, it ain't finna close.

Uncle Clifford just a little behind.

Wait, you knew about this shit?

Look, look, look.

Y'all heifers just go on out here.

- Let's make this money.
- Bitch, come on, let's go.

Hooch on.

Go.

So you fucking knew
this place was going under,

- and you ain't even tell nobody?
- Hell, and if it was,

ain't like you'd do something different.

Are you fucking kidding me right now?

Gidget, I loves you, girl,

but you be blowing through
your bags like dandelions.

At least I squares my shit away.

Yeah, that's easy when you just got
a fucking dog to take care of.

Ain't nobody told you to have
all them kids, Keyshawn.

I been telling y'all from
day one, stack your paper.

What's the point of working
here if you ain't saving?

Bitch, you walk around
here with your head

so far up your own ass, you
don't know what we doing.

I know y'all been
buying bags and Louises

and eating out every day and
shit while I've been stacking.

Seven years I stacked...

and I finally got my gym.

Your gym?

What, the club ain't
good enough for you?

It's good enough for me.

Girl, your mammy will tell you...

you can't strip forever.

Gidget, wait.

Bitch, like, that was
a fucking low blow.

Gidge!

Andre.

What, the honey pot
ain't working tonight?

- Fuck you.
- No, fuck you.

What you did, digging through
my computer like that,

sending my files around
to God knows who...

You're right. I shouldn't
have done that.

Look, I'm here to tell you I'm sorry.

Oh, sorry you tried to
smash me for some intel?

No.

I wanted to be with you, Andre.

It's just...

Clifford really needed to know, and...

and then I saw the
picture you took of me.

Look, it was for my presentation.

Yeah, I saw it... in the PowerPoint,

the one about land appraisal.

Jesus. This shit can't get out.

People need to know they're
being screwed over, Andre.

Yeah, they sure do.

Good night, Hayley.

Why are you so mad? This is
supposed to be a good thing, right?

That's what you said... it was
gonna turn the whole town around.

Nothing will turn this
whole town around, Hayley!

But at least if I could just push
this casino development through,

I could do more for this city, my city.

And just to think,

I jeopardized all that for a-a...

a stripper.

You don't know who the fuck I am.

Yeah, and now I don't want to know.

You know what?

I'd rather be a stripper

than some self-righteous,
hypocritical bastard

who thinks he's been
put on God's green earth

to save us all.

'Cause Captain Save-a-Ho
gonna save us all, right?

Why are you even here?

Go back to your kid. Put him to bed.

Be a responsible mother
instead of some thot

ready to finesse the next thirsty nigga!

Fuck you.

Fuck you, fuck you, Andre!
Fuck! Fuck you!

Stop.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Shh. Hey, hey.

Shh.

Shh, shh.

Shh, shh.

Coffee?

So you didn't want to sleep
next to my crazy ass?

Nah.

Nah, I-I couldn't anyway.

I was up thinking a lot
about what happened...

what... what almost happened.

My daughter is gone, Andre.

Hayley, I'm so sorry.

It seem like all the scars

are still more like open wounds, though.

I'ma get going.

Hey.

She's lucky.

_

Tonight's the night my girl Mercedes

goes HAM on that pole for the last time.

Get your motherfucking chips,

'cause we breaking
all the rules tonight.

Hey, you need to go
straight on to Mercedes.

You already know, man.

As soon as she hear
how nice this track slaps,

she gonna be begging
to twerk to it. Watch.

Now, I know y'all see the line.

I'm VIP up in this bitch tonight, man.

You best take your little
swoll-in-the-chest ass

to the back of that line

before I break your
fucking mouth, nigga,

with your cheap-ass grill.

Oh, h-hey, it's okay.
It's okay, Diamond.

They can come on in.

Yeah, it's cool.

It's all right.

Flodging-ass,
femme-fatale-looking bitch,

walking like she carrying
ten stacks on her.

Hey, Ma.

You have reached Patrice Woodbine.

Sorry I can't come
to the phone right now,

so please leave a message,
and have a blessed day.

The mailbox is full

and cannot accept
any messages at this time.

Good-bye.

Fine. Shit.

Here y'all bitches go.

I hope you washed them.

Bitch, you'd be lucky to get some
of my pussy juice on your shit.

_

_

Who did done this and
fucked up my mascara?

You are fucking this shit up tonight.

- Shining on all of us.
- Yes.

- Gidget, thank...
- I'm on deck.

Damn.

This bitch still up in her feelings.

Well, you right.

When you've been stacking like you...

got you a gym.

What if this casino thing go down?

Where I'ma work at? What I'ma do?

What you want to do.

I ain't like you.

You don't care what nobody think of you.

You... you're strong.

I'm just pretty. That's
my only strength.

Because it's your last chance

to see the last dance
from your favorite, Mercedes!

Time for the show.

Y'all better get close to the stage.

Y'all better hurry up.

Mm-mm.

I can't just play it on her
like I did last time.

It's her retirement dance, too?

Shit, one them cheap fuck cheap shooters

probably in the parking lot for sure.

Oh, come on, stop being
a punk-ass bitch, man.

Fuck wrong with you?

Maybe I could play it
some other time of the night.

No, Mercedes got to be
the one to bless the track.

- That's what I need.
- Well, you better do what you do, then.

We about to get fucked up tonight.

Whoo-whee!

The Pynk crunk as a mug, man.

So many folk in here, the walls
gonna start sweating and shit.

* Yeah *

* Yeah *

* Yeah *

* Oh, you... *

* You look better than
some pretty diamonds *

* You look better than
some pretty diamonds *

* You looking better than
some pretty diamonds *

* Spending all my time and money *

* Girl, just look where you at *

* All of them shoes and bags *

* Popping them tags,
spending money on your ass *

* You looking better than
some pretty diamonds *

* You look better than
some pretty diamonds *

* You looking better than
some pretty diamonds *

* Leave what you want *

* You know I ain't got to lie *

* You know a diamond's
a girl's best friend *

What judge done let you off
house arrest tonight?

I told you about that
little fat motherfucker.

He at the house right now,

putting the ankle bracelet to bed.

Mane, you really came out for your girl?

I wouldn't miss this shit
for the world, Mercedes.

To new beginnings.

New beginnings.

Hey, Mercedes, can I talk
to you for a second?

- Hey, little nigga.
- No, he straight.

You ain't got no business
stepping to her,

especially with them ugly-ass
Christmas tree colors

you rocking.

Nigga, I was rocking Gucci.

The fuck you talking about?

Mane, it's a'ight.
Little Murder, speak your piece.

To keep it 100, Mercedes,

I just wanted to wish you a
beautiful night, shorty, and...

the best of luck with everything.

- You gonna be missed.
- Oh.

Y'all have a good night.

The audacity of these young
gangsters today, man.

These hurt-billy hustlers don't
know how to follow code.

Oh, look out now.

What's happening?

- I got something for you.
- Mm-hmm.

Compliments of the coach.

Oh, good looking out.

Get that baby some new Penny Hardaways

and make them crispy now.

- Make a memory with me.
- Ah...

Ah.

Now, don't forget to tag me

on that book of faces, a'ight?

- I won't.
- Mm-hmm.

So this your last time
up in this office?

You need me to stay longer?

Girl, don't be trying to stay
where your ass ain't wanted.

Are you throwing me out now?

Huh?

That's what a boss bitch does...

throw out baby birds.

Now turn around.

And that's exactly how I want
to remember your ass.

Ma.

Hello?

Ma.

No, don't come to the club.

Meet me next to the Kroger.

Be there. I'ma be there in a minute.

That locker's gonna be looking

for a new owner after tonight.

You know why the OG's locker

is the biggest locker in the room?

- Why?
- 'Cause she earned it.

Don't think your ass

gonna get this locker
without putting in the work.

Your little high yellow
ass gonna have to start

doing monkey drops at least.

Well, Gidget's been teaching
me a few tricks.

Any parting words of advice?

Yeah.

Always clock the exits up in this bitch.

You never know when
you might have to turn

a closed door into a window.

Don't you mean a closed
window into a door?

Bitch, I said what I said.

Well...

Don't get cut trying to
climb your way back in.

Midnight's almost here.

I ain't like that shit.

- It's cool, it's cool.
- No, I better go talk to her.

It's a'ight. Pico, sit your ass down.

At the end of the day,
a bitch gonna be a bitch.

You got that right.

Wait, why are so high-key right now?

- Why you being this punk?
- I ain't nobody punk.

Shit.

You everybody punk from what I heard.

Somebody, please!

- Who the punk now, bitch?
- Murda. Murda!

Stop! You gonna kill him!

Nigga, you is dead to me! Dead!

Bitch-ass nigga. Yeah.

- Hey.
- Hey, girl. Hey.

Mama said she'd meet me
right here in a few minutes.

- She coming through with the check.
- I'm sorry, baby,

but another buyer's done
already swooped in and got it.

I told you, these properties been
selling around here like hoecakes.

No, no, no, but my mama's
coming with the deposit.

I promise.

Ma?

Wait, that's your mama?

Oh, hell.

What the hell is going on?

I've been praying all day on this.

I've been praying all my life, in fact,

and today He finally showed me the way.

Ma, we ain't got time for your
motherfucking sermons now.

Why are you coming out of my gym?

What? You didn't already
put my stacks down?

No, I put that money down
for my new church building.

No, no, no. But this gonna be my gym.

No, this gonna be my church.

Mercedes, God spoke to me,

told me I was deserving of a pulpit.

A feather hit me like
a ton of bricks today.

It was a sign.

You stole...

all...

my money?

Well, God showed me the way.

Fuck you, bitch!

Fuck you! Bitch, you gonna...

Hold your horses.

And hold on... hold on
to your weaves, now.

You know, we just having a few
little technical difficulties.

Hey, and meanwhile, DJ
Neva Scared is gonna play

y'all some bangers before
we start the show.

Mercedes, Mercedes,

Mercedes, Mercedes,

Mercedes, Mercedes, Mercedes,

Mercedes, Mercedes,

Mercedes, Mercedes, Mercedes, Mercedes!

Where is this bitch at?

We've been calling
and calling and calling

and still no answer.

Something done happened to her.

Oh, Gidget, quit, quit.

We ain't got time for
them white-girl tears,

though they are very tasty.

Hey.

Hey.

The show must go on, hear?

All right, now, which one of
y'all heifers gonna go on

for Beyonc�, huh?

- Shit, I would.
- Okay.

Ooh.

But I just ate them lemon-pepper wings.

Oh, girl, well, I guess

I'm just gonna have to go on
and entertain these niggas

with my little titties and fat ass.

I don't know what y'all gonna do.

Fucking God damn it.

I'll do it.

You sure?

It's lots of people out there.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Whoo, all right. Come on.

Come on, bitch. Come on.

Mercedes, Mercedes!

Ow!

Hey, let me tell you.

Let me tell you.

Let me tell you, now. I
regret to inform you...

Where the fuck this bitch Mercedes?

We've been waiting more than an hour.

Mercedes will not be performing tonight.

Hey, hey, Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

But I got y'all...

Whitney Houston.

Nigga, quit lying.

Okay.

I got something better.

Welcome to the stage

* Miss M-I... *

* Crooked letter... crooked letter-I *

* Crook-crooked letter-I *

* Humpback-humpback-I-I-I-I *

* I see a baddie, I'm paying her rent *

* Look like an angel,
yeah she heaven-sent *

* Taking her with me 100% *

* Run to the stage, they
hitting the sprint *

* Breaking the bank, I
might need a split *

* Throwing her bands and
throwing her hints *

* Think I'm in love with
her, man I'm convinced *

* Baby girl twerking like
she wanna be my wife *

* Getting to the bag on a Monday night *

* Know I got the Benz
parked waiting outside *

* Finger and her neck,
I'ma put it on ice *

* She can have the Patek,
ruin all my credit *

* I don't give a fuck, if she
want it she can get it *

* Climb to the top, drop down split it *

* She moving that thang,
got a nigga so ready *

* Over love *

That's my song.

That's my fucking song.

That's my song!

That's my...

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

* Love with this girl *

* She got her own bag, I
don't need to save her *

* Shaking that ass,
she rolling in paper *

* Queen on the stage and
naughty by nature *

* Like me a bitch that
be doing it major *

* I'm so in love with her glutes *

* I gave her the Visa *

* This little bitch is the truth *

* She probably a Libra, probably *

* Over love, over love *

* I usually choose the money
over love, over love *

* Yeah, you can have it, I
don't give a fuck, a fuck *

* Tonight she got me
'bout to give it up *

* Every buck, all because *

* I'm falling, falling, falling *

* I'm falling, falling *

* Falling like the money in the club *

* I'm falling, I'm falling, falling *

* I'm falling, I'm falling, falling *

You know that shit about you, right?

Mm, boy, that shit ain't about me.

It is.

Hey, prove it, then.

* I'm falling, falling, falling *

* Falling *

* I'm falling, falling *

* Falling like the money in the club *

* I'm falling, falling, falling *

* Falling, falling, falling *

* I done fell in love with this girl *

* I'm falling, falling, falling *

* Falling, I'm falling *

* I'm falling, falling, falling *

* Falling, I'm falling *

* Falling, I done fell
in love with this girl *

* She got her own bag *

- * I don't need to save her *
- * Shaking that ass *

* She rolling in paper *

* Queen on the stage and
naughty by nature *

* I like me a bitch *

* This little bitch
is the truth, truth *

* She probably a Libra, probably *

* Over love, over love *

Ooh, wait. Hold on, hold on.

Hold on.

Hold on. Ooh, hold on.

You want to fuck me now?

Don't think you just gonna
be diving all up in it now.

I got you.

Oh.

* This little bitch
is the truth, truth *

* She probably a Libra, probably *

* Over love, over love *

* I usually choose money over love *

- * Over love *
- Ah.

* You can have it,

* I don't give a fuck, give a fuck *

* Tonight she got me
'bout to give it up *

* Every buck, all because *

* I'm falling, I'm falling, falling *

* Falling, I'm falling, falling *

* Falling like the money in the club *

* I'm falling, I'm falling, falling *

* Falling, I'm falling, falling *

* I done fell in love with this girl *

Y'all give it up for the [INDISTINCT]!

Yeah! Yeah!

Two black female suspects in custody.

Taking statements from witnesses.

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