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- [Narrator] Previously on "The Dirty D".

- What happens in The Dirty D stays in the Dirty D.

- Cancer, this is officer Markus Thompson.

- Nice to meet you. - Out here he goes

by the name of Jason.

Officer Thompson here has been undercover

for the last couple years.

- Working at a bar half naked to get tips from men

is absolution?

I mean half your ass hanging out to serve champagne.

- Anything going on in my place

that's got anything to do with me.

- Okay well you know this, Nikki?

- No. - Now what's this I'm hearing

about about Kyra working the VIP room exclusively?

- What the fuck that gotta do with you?

- Well, considering the fact that I've been fucking

and sucking on your ass for the past two years,

you know damn well I should have been considered first

for that job.

- Well basically, I'm looking for somebody

to come work the VIP area and make my guests feel welcome.

Think you the perfect person for the job.

- Tiffany is mad because I'm here?

- Yeah.

I feel really bad about this too.

- And you should. - And I'll make it up to you.

My people are having a private party.

I want you to be my guest.

Brick, this is Jason, Jason that's my partner Brick,

I was-- - How you doing boss?

- Don't worry, it can still be our little secret baby.

- How the fuck this get in here?

* Ready yo, ready *

* She said she wanna go to Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's cause she know that it ain't no town *

* In the world that could sound like this *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* That's cause that's my, that's my town *

* Living in the fast lane, can't slow down *

* Come and visit Motown *

* City of the blues *

* Feel like Berry Gordy when I step inside this booth *

* Had me the Diana who gonna play my sinner tunes *

* I rock it hit upside 'em when I need to bust a move, yeah *

* Baby I'm in Motown *

* Wanna see how it is *

* That's cause she know that it ain't no town *

* In the world that could sound like this *

* She wanna kick it into drive *

* She wanna move forward on with her life *

* That's cause that's my, that's my town *

* Living in the fast lane, can't slow down *

* Catch us living *

(tense music)

(man snapping) - Earth to Brick.

What up, boy?

- What's the deal Malique?

I didn't hear your ass come in.

- I see.

What you got so lost on space?

- Man, you think Tiffany cheat on me, bro?

- What would make you ask that?

- Man, I found this shit in our bedroom.

- What is this? - Nigga, a cuff link.

- You sure it ain't yours?

- No, I never wear no shit that cheap.

- Cheap?

(scoffs) Don't look cheap to me.

- Well trust me, it is.

- [Malique] Well did you question her about it?

- Fuck nah.

I wouldn't say shit to her til I got some proof.

- Well I mean bro, you had a lot of people in your crib.

Maybe somebody dropped it.

- What the fuck would somebody be doing in my bedroom?

- [Malique] Shit, I don't know,

maybe they walked in there by mistake,

looking for a bathroom or some shit.

- (sighs) Yeah that shit possible.

It ain't likely though, bro.

- Listen Brick, Tiffany a good ass woman, man.

And despite all of the bullshit

that you done put her through,

she loves you bro, for real, for real.

- Yeah, no you don't know Tiffany the way I do.

Man, she can be vindictive as fuck sometimes.

- Man, but that's every woman my boy.

Look dog, I ain't no marriage counselor at all.

But I will say this, you better off asking her

before you just start assuming some shit.

- You know, I hope you right bro.

Because if I find out she cheating,

I'll kill her and her side nigga.

- Yeah.

(tense music)

- I cannot believe I sent this bitch this video

of me and Terrence having sex weeks ago.

She still ain't posted nothing about it on her social media.

- Maybe it's because she's a grown ass woman

who's got more to do with her time,

then put it on her social media.

Unlike some people. - Whatever ma.

- And why do you keep up with Shan

and Terrence relationship anyway, huh?

That man takes (mumbling) case,

and that's all you need to be worried about, Keisha.

- Look at this bitch (scoffs).

Hm.

How come she gets to be all living her best life?

Meanwhile I'm stuck here raising two kids alone.

- Obviously baby, she made better decisions than you.

Listen, Terrence is not the last man in this world.

You need to let that shit go.

Move on. - Move on to what?

Another nigga that's gonna do the same thing?

At least with Terrence, I know what I'm getting.

- And what is that, Keisha, huh?

A wet ass from time to time?

You need to let that shit go, grow the hell up,

and focus on those two kids-- - I am focused

on my two kids.

And my kids deserve to be in a two parent household

with their mom and dad.

- Okay, so we're just gonna forget that

for the past four years, you had an entirely different man,

thinking he was the father of your oldest son?

Now what you gonna do when he realize

he been paying child support all these years

for a kid that ain't even his?

- The same thing every man does in his situation.

Get over it.

- (sighs) Keisha, baby.

Listen baby, I know I had you at a young age.

And I could have done a lot of things differently.

I treated you more like a sister than a daughter.

And I regret that decision every day, baby.

- Ma.

You don't have anything to be sorry about.

You are a great mother, and an even better grandmother.

I mean, so what you had kids at a young age.

You did everything that you needed to do

to make sure we never went without.

- Yes baby, but you went without me.

I worked two jobs to make sure that my kids

wouldn't have to go without,

not realizing that how going without me

would affect my kids.

- Ma.

Stop tripping, okay.

Everything is good.

We good?

- We good, baby. - All right.

Now, let me get back to my walkie?

- You can't be serious.

Keep playing with fire, Keisha.

Your ass gonna get burned.

(tense music)

- What the fuck is someone pointing that shit (mumbling)?

- Well hello to you too.

- Cut the shit, Malique.

You act like there won't be a problem

if I keep popping up over your shit like this.

- Speaking of pop ups.

We have one.

- Who the fuck is we?

- You and I.

Considering we fucked in your bedroom

and your husband found my cuffs link.

- When you find that out?

- Earlier today, when I went to the club.

We was talking business.

(laughs) The nigga was looking all sad and shit.

- That's not fucking funny.

Do you know what'll happen if Brick found out about us?

- Man, relax.

Brick ain't gonna find out shit.

All right, I convinced him that you would

never cheat on him, and that the cuff link

was probably dropped by someone looking for the bathroom.

We good. - Well I hope so.

Because you know I got a lot to lose if he find out.

- (sighs) No, Brick got a lot to lose.

If you leave his ass, (laughs) listen.

Everything is in your name.

- I'm not worried about him leaving me, fool.

I'm worried about him killing me.

And your dumb ass, did you forget about that?

(Tiffany chuckles)

(tense music)

- Okay class, today we will be learning

about Napoleon Bonaparte, or rather--

(phone buzzes) Napoleans Bonaparte's

first defeat, only defeat, as he was undefeated

before this moment.

You see, the person-- (phone buzzes)

Who defeated him was Toussaint Bo,

inside of modern day Haiti. (message notifies)

Back then though, the French owned the land.

And because of that, they wanted, or rather had, slaves.

And that's who Toussaint Bo was at that time--

(phone buzzing)

But honestly, he'd had enough.

So he banded together a group of other slaves

who knew the terrain way better than anyone else.

- Hey, captain said make sure you get this ASAP.

- Oh, thanks man, appreciate it.

- No problem.

- (sighs) Guess I'm officially undercover.

(tense music)

- What the, (sighs) what the fuck, baby?

- Would you ever cheat on me, Tiff?

- (scoffs) What the fuck, baby?

- I mean, I know I did my bullshit.

Ever just feel like getting your lick back?

- First of all, I'm a grown ass woman.

Not some little ass girl trying to get her lick back.

Where the fuck is this coming from anyway?

- Found this shit under our bed.

- What the fuck is this?

- A fucking cuff link.

What the fuck do it look like?

- Okay, so you found your own cuff link

up under-- - That shit not mine.

- Well it ain't mine either,

I don't fucking wear a cuff link, Brick.

- So if it ain't yours, and it ain't mines,

what the fuck is this shit doing in our bedroom?

- Maybe one of the guests from the other night dropped it.

I don't know. - What the fuck

would another guest be doing in our bedroom?

- I don't know, I didn't have time to watch every guest

all fucking night, Brick.

- Yeah, I ain't had time to watch your every move

all night either. - See what you not gonna do

is accuse me of all the shit your ass be doing

without having any evidence.

- Oh yeah, speaking of evidence.

Found some shit on the cameras down at the club

I think you need to look at.

- No, mm-mm, I don't have time for this--

- Look at the fucking phone, Tiffany.

- Oh God, is this what I think it is?

- (scoffs) Yeah.

You need to handle this shit ASAP too.

- Yeah, we need to handle this shit ASAP.

(tense music)

(chill music)

- Brick, what is all this?

- The private party I was telling you about.

What, you don't like it?

- Of course I do.

Just not what I was expecting.

- (chuckles) Who was you expecting?

- Maybe a few more people.

- Yeah mine ain't enough, huh?

- Of course you are.

- This is my way of saying thank you for the other night.

- You already did that, once you paid me three times

I done made in tips that night.

- Okay well, consider this as a bonus then.

Go on have a seat.

So tell me Kyra, what's a pretty girl like you doing single?

- It's complicated. - Okay.

Okay, well complicated how?

- Let's just say, it's a dead situation.

I mean, sometimes you have to leave things in the past,

and focus more on the future.

- In a future I hope I can be a part of.

- Brick, you are a married man.

What do you want from me?

Like, what are we doing here?

- Just let me upgrade you.

- To what, your side bitch?

- (sighs) Man, side bitch sound so cheesy.

Prefer the term main chick better.

- Isn't that your wife's position?

- Better question is, can you play your position?

- Brick, this is wrong.

- Man, why does something so wrong feel so right?

* Tattoo on my mind *

* Body in my bed *

* If you stay the night *

* Don't get in your head *

* Petting through these studies *

* You can catch your breath *

* I'ma give you something that you never gonna forget *

* Lay your body down I'll make it easy for you *

* Screaming like you've never been touched before *

* Moving like we'd never made love before *

* We don't got a color in the light *

* Do what we're told *

* We could change it up, cutting ties *

* With all all the hope *

* Switching up positions *

* Paint a different picture *

* Handcuffs, tongues tied *

* Taking our control *

* Taking our control *

* Handcuffs, tongues tied taking *

- Speak with you?

- Okay, give me one second to finish up--

- I meant now.

- Okay, what's up? - Yeah, unfortunately

I'm gonna have to let you go. - What?

- First of all, lower your tone when you speak to me.

And unfortunately, it's in everybody's best interest.

- How is getting fired in my best interest?

- [Tiffany] Guess you don't remember this.

- That's not what it look like.

- Really?

Because to me,

it look like you drugging your fellow employee,

right up under my damn cameras.

- Well, things is not always what they appear to be.

Now are they? - Now what the fuck

is that supposed to me?

- Because to me, (snickers) it look like these pictures,

look like you fucking your husband best friend.

- Where the fuck you get those?

- Imagine my surprise.

I come looking for you the other night at the party

to let you know that I'm leaving,

and I find you and Malique

having your own little after party in your bedroom.

- You petty bitch.

So you took those photos without my permission?

- (chuckles) I ain't actually think it was good time

to get your permission.

- Okay, see you know you'll go to jail

for blackmail as well, right?

- Wrong, blackmailing, is demanding something in exchange

for not revealing certain information.

I'm not asking you for anything.

I'm just telling you what I'll do if you fire me.

- (laughs) And what the fuck is that?

- Girl, if these pictures somehow will somehow

find they way to Brick's phone, okay.

- So now you threatening me?

- Threaten?

(scoffs) No, I wouldn't dare threaten my boss, now would I?

- You know what, I'll play this little game

with you little girl.

But you don't know who you fucking with.

And my husband finding those little pictures,

and divorcing me sounds way better

than 10 to 15 years in jail with your stupid dumb ass.

So, tread lightly bitch. (woman laughs)

(tense music)

- Somebody's in a good mood.

- Girl I'm always in a good mood.

(women laugh)

- Nah, this that I just got me some, good mood.

- Damn, what you psychic or something?

- No, I just know my best friend.

So, spill it, who's the new guy?

- What makes you think Terrence not making me this happy?

- Girl, you haven't brought up Terrence' name

since you found out he still fucking his baby mama.

I don't even know why you two

are still living together anyway.

- Convenience, I mean, Terrence doesn't make the most money,

but he make enough to pay for most our household bills, so.

- Are you really trying to sit here right now and tell me,

(laughs) that despite all the money we making here,

every night, that you can't afford your own place?

- I mean I make good money but,

most of it just go towards my tuition.

- You could always stay with me.

- No thank you.

You the kind of friend you gotta fuck with from a distance.

- Fuck you.

- Nah, but for real.

I'm just working these last few weeks till I finish school.

Then I could have a degree, and get a better paying job.

- Wait, you leaving me?

- Come on now, you know this was only temporary.

- (sighs) I know, but I guess it just ain't hit me

until now. - I mean,

the night life really wasn't for me anyway.

You on the other hand, bitch, you for the streets.

- BB baby (laughs).

- But seriously, when I leave, I'll talk to Brick.

Maybe you could take my place at VIP.

- Since when you and Brick get so close that,

you can put in a word for people.

Bitch, let me find out.

- - Lower your damn voice, bitch.

- Bitch, you fucking Brick?

Since when we start keeping shit like that from each other?

- Actually, our first time hooking up was last night.

- And how did that happen?

You know what, I'll get all the details of that later.

What I wanna know right now is, how was it?

I see him packing you know, Mr. Davis look like he packing.

- Like UPS, bitch (laughs). (girl squawks)

- Wait, do Brick know about Terrence?

- No, like, me and Terrence is over.

It's nothing to tell. - Wasn't Terrence just in here

last night? - And I played it

like he was a customer harassing me.

- You playing it close, girl.

- Listen, I got this. - Okay sis, I got you.

Be safe. - You know I am.

(tense music)

when we first found it.

But now it's kind of like, we've been at it for so long,

we almost like an accomplice to the crime or something.

- I'm confused.

So what you said, we not firing Nikki now?

- Not unless we taking the video to the police.

- Well, why the fuck would we do that?

- Because Brick, if Nikki finds out about the video,

there's no telling who else she might tell.

- Why would she tell somebody about a video

of her drugging somebody?

That shit'd send her ass to jail.

- I don't know, this is the same girl

who drugged a fellow employee right out there

in front of all them cameras.

Ain't no telling what she might do.

Obviously the girl don't think straight.

- Yeah, but keeping her around, that shit a big risk.

- Look, I just think it's best that we keep her around

till we figure this out.

- Yeah all right.

- Well then it's settled.

(tense music)

- Nice to see your mean ass smile (mumbling)

for a change.

- (sighs) Boy, is there really shit in here to smile about?

Between these rude ass customers, and Tiffany evil ass?

- Tiffany ain't evil, just a little anti-social, that's all.

- Anti-social? - Yeah.

- Is that another word for bitch (laughs)?

- Shut up.

Tiff and Brick both do a lot all right?

Don't judge people if you don't know they story.

- Oh whatever.

- Anyway, enough about them.

When you quit playing hard to get, let me take you out.

- I thought it was against company rules

for employees to date.

- (sighs) I'm sure Brick would give you a pass.

- Hm, okay, when we find out you plugged in here.

- (sighs) Something like that, what's up?

- Well, I'm not off until Thursday.

I guess we can link then.

- Bet.

This mother fucker will not go away.

Thursday, don't stand me up, all right?

Hey man. (message notifies)

I need to search you. - For what?

I'm already in here now. - And unless I search you,

you won't be for long.

Hey man, let's go, nigga.

- Niggas always trying to act tough--

- Man, whatever, let's go.

Hands up.

Fucker.

- How much is it for a booth in VIP?

- VIP is for certain guests only.

- Certain guests like who? - Not you.

Sure you'd be more comfortable out here.

- Nah, see it looks a lot more comfortable in VIP to me.

- All VIP guests must be approved by management.

- Well I think you need to go

get your manager then, playboy.

- Management is only available by appointment only, bro.

- Hm. - So.

(bouncer scoffs)

Wait right here, mother fucker.

Hey man, I need you to come handle the situation out there.

- Man, what kind of situation?

Busy bro. - You know the dread headed

mother fucker keep causing problems.

- Yeah, what about him? - He's back,

he's trying to get in VIP.

- Just tell him VIP for members only.

Needs to be management approved first.

- I did, he wanna talk to a manager.

(Brick groans)

- We ain't got time for this shit.

- Man I would have threw his ass out again,

but I didn't cause any more problems for the club.

- That's cool, let's go see what this nigga on (mumbles).

* I'ma deposit and see what it make *

(tense music)

You got a question about the VIP?

- So you the manager. - (scoffs) Yeah,

something like that.

- I'm just trying to become a member.

- Yeah, well all VIP guests

must be served requirements first.

- Which is?

- Well for starters, nigga, you need a valid ID,

and credit card with $50,000 on it.

- $50,000?

- 50K.

Nigga, you got that?

- Here's both.

Now what?

* Pick a lane, man *

* You gotta choose *

- Nigga, now you wait.

* They used to tell me every day *

* Caught a few along the way *

* Don't be afraid if you gotta lose one. *

* I'm trying to take it higher *

* The boy is on fire *

* He preaching to the choir *

* You know dat *

* Never been a liar *

* The boy is on fire *

* I'll take it to the wire *

* You know dat *

* Reach back *

* Had to grab me a hit *

* I'm on the clock *

- [Bouncer] So what now?

- Now we take this nigga out.

Things don't seem right with me about this nigga, dog.

- Yeah, me either.

- Mr. Reginald Walker.

Born and raised in Ohio, no kids, no brothers and sisters,

and his momma's still living in Ohio.

- Damn, nigga.

Find that shit faster than a baby momma

lurking on social media.

- Well you can't be too safe out here, dog.

- Hey man, checking out or not,

we can't afford to let him in VIP,

risking him seeing somebody (mumbles).

- Man, fuck nah. - So what you wanna do?

- Stall that nigga out for now.

- All right, I'm on it.

* 24 hours in a day *

* What the fuck you gonna say *

* Pick a lane *

- What are you really up to, Mr. Walker?

* Stuff they used to tell me every way. *

- There you go, we'll be in touch.

- In touch? - Yeah.

- Damn, all this just to get a VIP?

- We like to protect our guests.

- How long it's gonna take? - Long as it takes.

(tense music)

- Oh.

Girl, I am tired as hell.

- Girl, your ass act like you've been the one

giving massages all damn day.

- No ma'am, but I have been the one checking on people

and it is getting massaging.

- Welcome to my world. - Is this what you deal with

every day? - Yes.

I should have warned your ass about wearing no heels

on the Thursdays.

That's typically our busiest day.

- Mm, I know that.

Mm-hm.

Something different about you today.

Got a little glow going on today, miss girl.

- Well I did use a different foundation this morning.

- No, it's not a foundation glow.

This is a, I just got some new dick type of glow, honey.

- Okay, I met somebody (laughs).

- I knew it, I knew it.

So okay, give me all the tea.

I wanna know everything.

Does he have kids, does he have coin?

What does he do for a living?

- Okay Wendy Williams, slow down.

Okay, he don't have kids, which I love.

Okay, I don't know what his laying like yet,

we have not slept together yet.

And we just taking everything slow right now,

you know, getting to know each other.

- Mm-hmm, well from the look of that glow,

he might be around for a while, huh?

- I don't know, you never know with these men nowadays.

They love playing mind games.

- This is true.

But I am having a dinner on Sunday.

Why don't you invite him over, I can pick his brain

on a little lowkey.

- When have you ever been real lowkey about anything?

- Well there was that one time, we was in, fifth grade.

(women laugh)

- Girl, your ass is crazy. (phone ringing)

Here go my baby right here.

Hello?

Yeah, I'm just sitting talking to my girl Tiffany about you.

She wanna meet you.

Yeah, this Sunday if you free.

All right, I'll call you back with the details love,

we need to finish talking all right.

All right bye.

Sunday it is, bitch. (women laugh)

- Okay, I just gotta run it by Brick, child.

- May I start you guys off with something to drink?

- Yes please, two glasses of rose.

- All right, I'll be right back with that.

- Thank you.

- This place is cute, and different.

- Yeah, wanted to do something different.

I can't believe I finally got you on a date.

- Hm, oh me neither.

- I was starting to think your ass was gay for a minute.

- Boy, I'm strictly dickly, okay.

I just told myself, when I first started working

at the club, I wouldn't get caught up in that life.

- That life? - You know,

the night life.

Partying, drugs, fucking, different bitches every night.

- Okay, so you a good girl, huh?

- I ain't gonna say all of that.

I do my dirt, I just do it in my own time.

- Dig that.

Thank you. - You're welcome.

And I'll be right back with your salads.

- So, tell me a little bit about yourself, Miss Nikki.

- Well what you wanna know?

- What makes you smile?

What makes you cry?

You know, all that romantic shit.

- (chuckles) Corny.

Nah, simple things, like getting flowers make me smile.

- Ah. - I ain't gonna lie,

romantic love stories be making me cry like a baby.

- Wow.

Didn't pick you for the getting flowers type.

- Every girl likes flowers Boomy,

even us mean ones. - I'll make sure

I remember that.

What about kids, got any?

- Nope, you?

- Yeah.

Got a four year old son.

- You do?

- Why does that surprise you? Yeah.

- Okay, I just never you heard you mention anything

about having a son.

- Well, mother fuckers at the club

don't wanna hear nothing about ABCs and Elmo.

- That's true.

- But you will be hearing a lot more about him.

I'm gonna get full custody of him.

- You and the baby momma don't get along?

- (sighs) Let's just say, it's the worst fucking mistake

I ever made in my life.

- Most baby momma's are.

- And I'll be back with the entrees.

- [Nikki] Hey, why you looking at me like that?

- Just think you're a lot different from the other girls

at the club, that's all.

- Because I am. - Mm-hm.

- I'm like a onion, with many different layers.

- That's the first time I've heard somebody

describe themself as a onion (laughs).

Well hopefully, I'll get to learn every layer of it.

- Hm, we'll see.

(phone dings)

- Everything good? - Mm-hm.

It will be real soon.

Where's the waiter, I'm starving.

- Eat your salad, baby-- - I don't want that.

- Oh you don't want your salad?

Eat the damn salad, girl, come on.

- Can't believe I gotta miss the game for this bull shit.

You know I don't like random niggas at my house.

- He's not a random nigga.

It's Paris' boyfriend. - Paris' boyfriend?

She just met that nigga.

- Won't you mind your damn business?

(doorbell rings)

And go get a bottle out of the fridge, please?

I'll get the door.

Be nice, Brick.

Hey, Paris.

- What the fuck is this nigga doing here?

- [Tiffany] Wait, y'all two know each other?

- What I wanna know is, what the fuck is he doing

in my house?

* I'm going off *

* They going off the map *

* All the mistakes they're making, I'm made *

* I could have touched that *

* I gotta watch *

* I gotta watch my back *

* They'll pull you down, soon as you reach out *

* I cannot offer a hand *

* Because nobody offer than hand to me *

* Nobody offer no fans to me *

* Nobody wanted it bad as me *

* I cut off the team I managed me *

* I formulated and planned a dream *

* In Michigan State dashing Ts and dotting the Is *

* All while getting the ad degree *

* To polish the mine *

* I was fucking on tans *

* Staying the streets *

* If I wasn't blinded by pussy *

* I bet I coulda tripled the status *

* Like could you imagine *

* I had to quit asking *

* I had to quit *

* All of them girls in my life were lessons *

* I learned that I had to *

* Learned that I took on emotional baggage *

* Down in Los Angeles *

* Suddenly I'm packing *

* Constantly writing the tracks *

* And made the confusion *

* And loneliness vanished *

* And only did it fun at the root of it *

* Decided to spend money on stupid shit *

* For all the ones in the body shop *

* With the hooligans *

* Throw 'em on and watch 'em falling in unison *

* Back ass of my whole savings *

* In the lead back *

* I was checking the balance *

* A negative sign next to that amount *

* Set me back further I welcome the challenge *

* Wake up calls came in abundance *

* My lifestyle stuck on do not disturb *

* I had a made woman while a man was locked up *

* I was doing the worst *

* But now my ducks in a row *

* Yeah *

* Felt like life had it out for me *

* I became one with the smoke *

* I was in the mud sinking *

* Till my hand broke the surface *

* Once I grabbed what I could *

* I came out a whole different person *

* Now I'm going off *

* They going of the map *

* All the mistakes they're making *

* I'm made *

* I could have touched that *

* I gotta watch *

* I gotta watch my back *

* They'll pull you down soon as you reach out *

* I cannot offer a hand *

* Now the new view *

* Look to the hills *

* I made it shake *

* No hand shaking deals *

* None *

* Navigated the unknown *

* With all the bros, trusting my gut *

* It told me no second guessing if it feels right *

* Keep going, you know you're the one *

* I shared a room with six at the start of the journey *

* Was bringing in 30K *

* Now I'm a real life six figure nigga *

* On paper he's doing the same *

* I'm only hanging with bosses *

* You know we and promising *

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