Hey, yo, what's up?
This is Too $hort,
and you won't believe what's happening
this week on Blindspotting.
Bitch!
[cheers and applause]
[tense music plays]
I'm fun. [chuckles]
Very busy here, ladies. What do you need?
We quit.
I'm starting my own business.
Hey, I want to be your partner.
Our new business is our own private kink service.
Oh, what up, Trish?
Fuckin' Cuddie.
My pops, he's a chef at, uh--
you know that spot, Brewer's Feast?
I don't know if you see it, but you're doing really good.
Ashley, I'm definitely not doing good.
Bro, what the fuck are y'all doing?
[siren chirps]
♪ ♪
[facilitator] Earl, you just completed
your first three months in group.
How do you feel?
I'm really just keeping to myself,
not fuckin' with anybody.
Except June.
June's my high school girlfriend.
We kind of reconnected
after I went back for the second six months.
[soft music plays]
I mean, I don't... I don't really know
what we doing... [chuckles]
...but it's been nice.
♪ ♪
Before I-I got locked up, there was this family
I was around a lot,
just reconnected with them for real, so...
so that feels like getting a piece of myself back.
Still haven't called my pops back.
Back...
Sorry.
♪ ♪
Still feel off-keel
around anybody who saw me on my back.
- Hands behind your back! - [cop] Hands behind your back!
Sorry.
[lights buzzing softly]
I guess I just feel like they can see right to my past
with too much eye contact.
♪ ♪
I feel brittle,
fragile in the wind,
like I can fall off a cliff at any moment.
So...
so I ain't too keen on letting anybody near me
on the cliff again.
You know?
♪ ♪
[facilitator] I think it's healthy
for men in our situation to be careful
about who we spend our time with.
I always encourage us to look around and ask,
"Who's a positive force?
Who's a negative force?"
Who do you need around you, Earl?
[sighs]
[choir music playing]
♪ I'm born ♪
♪ I'm born anew ♪
♪
And it is through these trials and tribulations
that we do what it do.
You feel me?
'Cause Christ had dreads.
Apostle 40 said shake 'em.
So by the power vested and tested
by the nigga Jesus,
I pronounce y'all husband and wife.
You may kiss the bride.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
- Wait, wait. Please... - [groom] Hmm?
Put your fee on Miles Turner's books.
That's Miles with an M, not an N.
Not the brown man.
The white man over there. Okay?
♪ ♪
[Miles] Wonderful service, Reverend.
Wonderful service, Reverend.
Well done.
Another successful nuptial.
I got two, actually, next week on Tuesday.
- Okay. - So that's squares you up
to... two racks.
- Two? That's not bad. - It's two racks on your books.
- Two on the books? I'm good. - 'Cause of me.
[Trish] But I just don't know why you don't let me
put it on there myself.
You know I'm good with the bread.
Just leave me my hustle.
I'm bored as fuck in here.
- I need this. - I feel that.
Uh, how is your business going?
Oh, Kinky Blinders.
Bro, business is booming.
- Okay. - [Trish] I'm actually gonna
take the team out to celebrate
at the spa where Ashley work at.
- Ashley said it was cool? - Yeah.
Oh, so y'all getting along now?
[Trish] Mm-hmm.
Uh, what about you and Jacque?
How y'all doing?
Oh, Jacque.
Like, she got this new nigga, right?
And it's almost like
our wifedom is no longer sacred.
- [Miles] Mm-hmm. - [Trish] It's almost like,
"Bitch, what happened to our time?"
Is your girlfriend cheating on you
with her new boyfriend?
- What? - In your mind...
...is Jacque your girlfriend?
No, nigga.
'Cause one might speculate, ruminate, deduce, detect,
- otherwise peep game... - No.
- [Miles] That you... - No, no.
...and Jacque have a...
I am not in love with Jacque.
- Ooh, I didn't even... - Miles.
...say that word!
You were implying it!
You act like I'm proposing something crazy,
like you don't be knocking bitches.
Ay, ay, ay.
Jacque ain't no bitch.
- Okay. - She is a goddess, an empress.
My... my tag... my tag-a-lo-- how do you say it?
I think you're going for Tagalog.
My Tagalog queen.
If she's gonna be your queen,
I think you better learn how to say Tagalog.
Look. Tell me about this suit.
You like this shit, huh? It's hard.
I do. I like that shit. That shit's a'ight.
This shit's Versace.
Go on, give a little spin.
[funky music plays]
Oh, yeah. That's hard.
♪ ♪
- [person] Ay. - [person] Oh, all right, sis.
[Miles] You know, that really means some shit in here.
Stop, Trish.
♪ ♪
I got your back. I got your back.
[indistinct chatter]
[June] Okay. Here we go.
Oh, okay, okay. Careful. Careful.
Plant kids.
Okay, herbs. Here we go.
[Freddy] Get low. Get low. Get low. I got you.
I got you. I got you.
Watch out. Watch out. Watch out.
[indistinct chatter]
Hi, baby. [laughs]
Hey, what's up, boo?
[June] Your roommates are so crazy.
Crazy a word for it.
[indistinct shouting]
Um, all right, y'all.
These orders are ready.
Take this to B-town, my brother.
- For sure. - [Earl] Thank you.
Appreciate you. To Fillmore.
- Filthy? - Yep. Already know it.
Uh, Rob.
Rob, Rob, go and take these to Antioch.
I need some respect.
What about me? What can I do?
Hey, I got ideas, Earl.
No, um, you...
you still on house arrest, so nothing.
Aw.
Just keep taking orders,
and keep your monitor plugged in
at all times--trust me.
But what about my rap dreams?
I know, and we still... we working on that one song.
Name my song.
- It's, um... - [Freddy] See?
You didn't even listen to it.
- Uh, that's right. - You were trying.
It was helpful. You was helping.
- [laughs] - [phone ringing]
[gasps] Oh, your dad, your dad.
Your dad, your dad, your dad.
Pick it up. Pick it up. Pick it up.
No. No, babe, it's not--
Come on, pick it up.
- Mm, please. - You're not--
Pick it up. Just pick it up.
Please. Pick it up.
Hey, Pop.
[Marvin] Wasn't expecting you to pick up.
What a surprise.
What are you doing?
Um, I'm cooking.
[Marvin] What are you making?
My duck à l'orange?
Mom's curry roti.
Little goat, you know?
[Marvin] Oh, you two never use enough saffron.
[sighs]
- Hi, Mr. Sulaiman. - [Marvin] June!
[speaking French]
- [speaking French] - Jesus Christ.
[speaking French mockingly]
Cover my flank! I got heavy fire!
We're actually going out to celebrate tonight.
- Your son just completed... - [whispers] No, no.
- ...90 days of his first... - Stop, stop, stop, stop!
- ...group counseling. - Cut it out!
[quietly] Baby--why?
[Marvin] Wh--you go to therapy now?
- [quietly] It's a good thing. - [Freddy] Abort! Abort!
You know what? I actually don't really need to explain--
[speaking French]
- Au revoir. - Au revoir.Bye.
- We gotta go, Dad. - [Marvin] Okay.
Uh, I gotta go.
Talk soon.
- No, you don't have-- - [phone beeping]
He didn't have to go. We had to go.
You see how he, like...
He's trying.
[Freddy] Whoo!
Those Korean kids in there whupped me
like they were my daddy.
I got daddy issues now.
Now I know how this guy feels like.
[laughs]
That's so funny.
You don't need to be a rapper.
You need to be a comedian.
[June] Well, I-I'm gonna go get ready.
I'll see you in an hour.
What, you trying to go out for real?
Yeah.
I'll call you when I get to my closet.
We'll... we'll find a theme.
And don't spin out in the meantime.
- Okay? - [Earl] I'm not gonna--
It's just-- we're gonna go celebrate.
I'll see you in 60 minutes.
We're going outside.
We outside.
[classical music plays]
So nine months ago, Kinky Blinders
was just a late-night drunk idea
from two badass bitches
who didn't want to strip no more.
[Viv] Mm!
[Jacque] And now revenue is through the roof!
Clientele has tripled.
And we remain the bossiest hos
from here to Hyde Street.
[laughter]
And Carl.
And you too, Carl.
Yeah, I-I'm part of this too.
How can we forget, Carl?
Damn.
So we are here celebrating
nine months of hard work,
determination, and becoming our own bosses.
- Salut. - [all] Salut!
- Ladies. - Yes!
[person] Oh, uh, sorry, Mr. $hort, uh...
[Too $hort] Bitch!
[gasps]
[hip-hop music plays]
♪ ♪
Oh, shit. I think that's Too $hort.
- Bitch, it is! Ahh! - [Janice] Nuh-uh.
- [Carl] Huh? Who's that? - [Leanne] What?
That's Too $hort-- legendary rapper,
Oakland play pimp, over 25 albums,
Platinum certified, Bay Area icon
whose favorite word is "bitch."
Too $hort.
♪ ♪
[grunts]
[wheezing]
What the fuck?
[dramatic music plays]
Oh, shit. I think he fell in.
Shit. Ashley!
- [Jacque] Shit. - Help!
- Oh, my God. - Oh, damn.
[Jacque] Uh, I don't think he's okay.
What's going on?
Bitch, Too $hort is drowning.
What was in that fruit plate?
Oh, we just got an order
of this amazing jabuticaba imported from Brazil,
which some people are very allergic to.
Oh, just jump in! Y'all are naked!
We would, but we just got these masks on.
Someone gotta save a Bay Area legend, god damn it!
[Viv] Oh, my God. We're going to jail.
[Trish] Carl, where the fuck are you?
- We need you. - [Jacque] Shit, shit, shit.
[Trish] Oh, shit!
Mr. $hort. Mr. $hort.
[panting]
Hey, Mr. $hort, you okay?
- Oh, shit. - [Teena] Hey.
[Too $hort] There is a heaven for a pimp.
Are you a angel?
[laughs softly] I'm Teena.
You mean I'm not dead?
Y'all saved my life?
You had an allergic reaction to something.
She got you out of there before you drowned.
[chuckles]
I almost drowned in a pool?
Man, that would not have been player.
I stabbed you with an EpiPen.
Couldn't let a legendary pimp like yourself
go out like that, Mr. $hort.
Uh, just call me Todd.
- [Jacque] Todd? - Why?
[Jacque] Who the fuck is Todd?
You know, when I was down there in thug mansion,
at the pearly gates of pimp heaven,
I realized something.
I shouldn't be so hard on you bitches.
Oh.
That's okay.
Y'all know what? I'ma make it up to you.
All y'all.
I'm taking y'all on a night on the town,
everything on me.
It's my favorite buffet.
["Private Dancer" playing]
[singer] Lil Kayla, what's up?
[Lil Kayla] ♪ Yeah, you keep on calling ♪
♪ But he will not answer ♪
♪ I'm in here acting like The nigga private dancer ♪
♪ He want me to be His private chauffer ♪
♪ So I rode that boy Like a rollercoaster ♪
♪ Yeah, I get on it And get to it ♪
♪ I get on it and get to it ♪
♪ Boy, yeah, I do me Boy, yeah, do me ♪
♪ Don't stop ♪
♪ Do me, boy, pop ♪
♪ If you don't know about me ♪
♪ I'm Lil K from the Bay ♪
♪ No matter what I do... ♪
[laughs]
Fucking buffet.
[Carl] Hey, thank you very much, gentlemen.
Enjoy your evening.
Hello, Carl.
Hey, ladies.
Apparently Too $hort's paying for everything tonight,
so order up.
Order some shit. All right?
Hey, Trish, you still got a box here.
I want you to take it home tonight, okay?
Shit's really buzzing back there.
I gotta go find my queen.
Enjoy, ladies.
Oh, I do miss this place sometimes.
Ew, why?
So many memories and all the girls were here.
And we got to spend so much time together.
We still can.
[bachelorette laughing]
Hey, sexy. [laughs]
You're cute.
Yeah, you. [laughs]
It's a hot girl table. Ooh, not you.
Or--you're just a little sad.
Like, you have a sad face.
I wonder what's wrong.
Shot!
[laughing]
Yo...
I do not like that bitch.
I don't want to knock that bitch out,
but I will.
Okay, and I got your back
like a thong strap.
[phone ringing]
Oh.
Hey, daddy.
Man. See? This shit always happen.
Fuckin' Cuddie.
[Lil Kayla] ♪ But you 'posed To be his main... ♪
[engine rumbling]
[tires screeching]
[funky music plays]
[person 1] Who is that?
[person 2] Oh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.
Looking very nice.
[laughter]
♪ ♪
- [person 1] Come on now. - [both] Huh!
[person 1] Oh, we dancing?
[person 2] Oh, where'd y'all come from?
[person 1] Oh, I see you.
[person 2] Ooh, so much coordination.
[person 1] It's the loafers, though.
It's the loafers for me.
- [person 2] Very smooth. - [both] Huh!
[person 2] Come on.
[both] Good God.
[person 2] Strut now.
[person 1] Put something on it, though.
- [both] Huh! - [person 2] Aha!
[person 1] Put something on it.
[both] Good God.
[person 2] Yeah, let me see it, playboy.
Ooh, yeah.
You gotta check her out one time.
She's looking real good.
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
[singers] ♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪
- [person 2] Oh, yeah. - [person 1] Hey, bro man.
[person 2] Look at that jacket.
[person 1] Hey, bro man. Let me borrow that.
[person 2] Oh, look at those shoes.
[overlapping chatter]
[person 1] Yeah, I see you. That ain't your girl.
[person 2] Oh, you going to that restaurant?
Oh, right in there.
[person 1] That ain't your girl.
Why you steal my girl, right?
[person 2] Oh, take it away, playboy.
Oh, yeah.
He too cool.
- [cheers and applause] - [Scotty] Yes! Go Ash!
[Ashley] Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay.
Ay, twerk it, twerk it.
Whoa! [laughs]
Hey, you get very handsy when you're drunk.
See? I'm fun. I'm a fun person.
- I think so. - Right?
Would a funless bitch be
smackin' ass and taking shots?
- [Scotty] Absolutely not. - Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
- [all cheering] - You came!
Well, bitch, you sent me, like, 15 texts.
- Okay. Let's hit it. - Oh, shit, okay. Goddamn.
Yes, put your back into it.
Uh-blah-dow.
[hip-hop music plays]
I can't believe you came.
Girl, when a invitation ends in "Too $hort invited us,"
listen, now you know the Oakland in me
just couldn't say no.
You feel me?
Yeah, but you know we up in this thing, Mama.
- Mm-hmm. - [laughter]
And I'm going to get us another round.
Ooh.
Hold up.
[indistinct rapping]
Honey, Ashley is about to get super-duper turnt up tonight.
She already looks super-duper turnt up, don't she?
She's cute, though.
[Janelle] Yeah, whatever.
Oh, this my girl at the center.
Hey, so, um, when they brought me back to life,
I've realized something.
I ain't Too $hort no more.
Done with that $hort shit.
I'm Todd.
♪ ♪
So wait, wait.
You don't even want me to shake that monkey?
Only if you want to.
♪ ♪
This night is so dope.
Thank you, Too $hort.
Todd.
My name is Todd.
♪ ♪
Wow.
♪ ♪
That man is really fucking killing me right now.
♪ ♪
Oh.
I don't think we've met.
I'm Ashley.
Thanks for saving Too $hort.
I'm Teena.
♪ ♪
Actually, you know what? You look hella familiar.
Mm, I don't be going nowhere
except the hotel you was just at
and Marin,
so unless you were in the San Quentin parking lot,
I mean...
Bitch, that's it!
I be there every weekend.
My man is doing a bid out there.
He been in four years already.
- Hmm. - So who you got out there?
Husband. Same.
He's about nine months into a five-year bid.
Ooh, girl, that is the honeymoon phase.
Listen, it all goes downhill from here.
- [both laughing] - Pour me one, bitch.
Let's go.
[emcee speaks indistinctly] [imitating cat meow]
See, girl, that's level.
All the way to the top.
[funky music plays]
[emcee] Work that pole, baby girl.
Don't cry.
- Another shot. - [Ashley] Okay.
♪ ♪
Because... because, you know, after a while,
it's like, don't even have friends anymore,
because they don't even understand
- what you going through. - No.
They can't even comprehend that shit.
They can't even comprehend.
So why bother?
Why bother?
[cheers and applause]
♪ ♪
- Bitch. - Huh?
Have you heard of family visitation?
- Yes! - Oh, my gosh.
I'm about... I'm... I'm about to have my first one.
[laughs] Sex.
Sex!
- Sex. - Sex in jail!
♪ ♪
[soft piano music plays]
[singer singing in French]
♪ ♪
[door bangs]
Why they gotta sit us right next to the kitchen, though?
You gonna be okay?
Nah, I'm gonna be good. It's just like--
Hello, mademoiselle, monsieur. Bonsoir.
My name is Priscilla.
I'll be taking care of you this evening.
Can I get you started off with something to drink?
Uh, actually, do you have any other tables tonight?
No, I'm so sorry.
We're fully booked tonight.
- Uh, you know what? - [door bangs]
Um, I think we're gonna take some wine.
Great. White, red?
We've got a great Côte d'Or.
We'll actually do the Châteauneuf-du-Pape.
All right. [speaking French]
I'll return to take your orders.
Oh, the Châteauneuf.
I know you see your boy. It's actually the best.
My pops would say it would be some other shit,
but he's just gonna buy whatever is more expensive
- than the fuckin' restaurant. - [door bangs]
Maybe your pops is just trying to, you know,
speak what he wants into existence.
What's it like over there on the sunny side?
- It's so-- - [door bangs]
[server 1] What? We're 86ing the shrimp?
- [server 2] Yes! - [server 1] Okay, got it.
You sure you're okay here?
No, I'm fine. I'm good. Fine.
It's just like, the door is just, like, right--
[door bangs]
I'ma just... I'ma go to the bathroom.
- Okay. Yeah. - Yeah.
Okay.
[dishes clattering]
- [server groans] I'm so-- - I'm sorry. No, no.
- [overlapping chatter] - [clamoring]
- All over-- - Please, please, stop.
- [overlapping chatter] - [clamoring]
- [door banging] - Just please, please, I'm good.
No, no, I'm good. Everyone, I'm okay. I'm okay.
- Can we get some help here? - [Earl] My grill is right--
- [overlapping chatter] - [clamoring]
- Stop! Can you stop, please? - [door banging]
Can you stop?
Please!
It's fine. I'm fine.
Eat! What the fuck is y'all looking at?
Damn, I said it's good!
[patrons murmuring]
Baby, let's go, man.
Fuck!
["What I'm On Tonight" playing]
♪ ♪
[Ricky Lake] ♪ Bad lil' mama Tryin' to show it all off ♪
♪ With my lil' brody Pop pills in the car ♪
- [Carl] Hey, Trish. - Mm.
Why the fuck is you wearing a beekeeper costume?
Well, I'm certainly not going back there without one.
Listen, um, big question.
You're not allergic to bees, are you?
Why?
Just be careful opening that,
that's all.
There- there might be no bees in there at all,
and- and there might be a lot of bees.
Proceed with caution.
[Trish] All right, all right,
all right, all right, all right, all right.
Okay.
[Ricky Lake] ♪ She a ho and she with it ♪
♪ Let her live that life Lil' bitch ♪
♪ She a ho and she with it ♪
♪ Let her live that life Lil' bitch ♪
♪ I been out with my niggas In the night life ♪
♪ And the city lights Got me feelin' so right ♪
Oh, fuck.
Oh, no, we're all good.
- We're all good. - No, we're not all good.
You're good. I'm not good.
I don't know where my fuckin' bees are.
Hey, who's got my fuckin' bees?
[Ricky Lake] ♪ I am on I am on something ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Juul pod gone So I smoke cigarettes ♪
♪ Out of good weed So I ate Percocets ♪
♪ I don't know her ♪
Hmm.
[Ricky] ♪ But I really like neck ♪
Hey, bitch.
Take a shot with me.
Don't... don't be mad.
Okay...
I promise.
I found these in the box.
Oh, Trish.
You stole these for me?
You still be stealing shit for me 'cause you love me.
Come on. Let's do another shot.
Jacque! Where's Jacque?
Talking to Cuddie, like fuckin' always.
You and Jacque, child.
Why you say it like that?
- Huh? - Why you say it like that?
Did you talk to Miles today?
No- no, why?
What... what did he say? What did he do?
He was like, "You are in love with Jacque."
And I was like, "Uh, no."
- Okay. - [Trish] What?
- Okay... - [Trish] What?
Y'all be walking around in y'all panties and shit
and call each other my boo and wifey,
and y'all kiss often.
Okay, well, she's mine.
Yeah, well, you know, I just be minding my business,
'cause I got my own shit, Trish.
You know, I got the whole entire--
- Prison thing? - Yes.
- Yeah. - And it's crazy!
So I ain't got time to be sleuthing your shit,
and that's why I just let you...
it's just hard, you know?
Because if you want something, you gotta fight for it
because you do, 'cause then it's just gone,
and then you have it,
and then you're going to get champagne,
and then they're dragging you out the door,
and you're like, "What?"
And then you're left alone in the street,
and you're like, "No!"
And then, you know, it's just sad.
It's just fucking sad.
I can't have that.
No.
I cannot have that.
Mm-mm.
No.
What was that for?
You're being hella nice right now.
But I am nice.
And I'm fun.
Tell your mom.
You know what, bitch? You right.
- I need to take what's mine. - Mm-hmm.
Cuddie's in too deep.
- Yeah. Mm-hmm. - I need to break them up.
- Mm-hmm. - I need to break them up.
Don't let nobody steal your joy.
I need to break them up.
Yeah. Huh. Yeah.
[soft jazzy music plays]
♪ ♪
[June] Hey.
There's a door like that in my dad's restaurant.
To the kitchen.
And when they arrested me--
Stop spinning.
Why would you even want to be around all of this?
What "this"?
This! All of this fucking shit!
What happens in my head-- a door, a fucking door!
[siren wailing in distance]
I can't even go out.
I can't even be fuckin' normal.
I'm not the sunny side, June. I'm not.
I'm... I'm sorry, I'm...
- I think I should just-- - Leave?
Right?
What do you want me to do?
Let me ask you something.
What has leaving ever done?
And where the fuck is you off to?
♪ ♪
I-I just really wanted you to try the wine.
[laughing softly]
Ooh, this wine better be worth it.
You're... [chuckles]
...a thief.
You're a whole thief.
- What? - I...
♪ ♪
Told you. Told you.
Hmm. Okay. Okay.
Come on.
Well, we need to take a picture,
- because I look too good. - No, baby...
I'm covered in wine. I'm not...
I'm not trying to take a picture.
You know what?
Give me this.
What is you doing?
Babe, babe! What are you doing?
- What are you doing? - Now we match.
- We match. - What are you doing?
[soft music plays]
There you go.
Ah.
Smile.
♪ ♪
[WADE08] ♪ Ay, yeah ♪
♪ Dollar and dreaming Instrumental ♪
♪ That's me, the individual ♪
♪ Trying to live Off my residual ♪
♪ Ay, I be lookin'... ♪
[emcee] We got Too $hort up in this thing.
Are you ready to shake that monkey?
[cheers and applause]
[indistinct rapping]
Fuck that. Fuck that.
Stop the music.
Do not shake that monkey.
- Don't. - [crowd groans]
Wait, what- what's going on?
I can't stand up on this shit no more.
Oh, my gosh.
Damn, y'all bitches done broke Too $hort.
It's Todd.
[crowd booing]
Ain't nobody fucks with Todd.
We want $hort Dog.
Somebody do something, please.
There's no music.
[Todd] My name is Todd.
- It's Todd! - [Teena] No!
Listen to me! You are not Todd.
You are Too $hort.
Now, what is your favorite word?
- [person] Come on! - I can't.
- I won't do it. - [crowd booing]
Look, I said, what's your favorite word?
- [person 1] Say it! - [person 2] I'll say it.
- It's... it's bitch. - [crowd] Yeah!
You better say it like $hort.
[person 1] That's right. Say it with some feeling!
Bitch!
[cheers and applause]
[hip-hop music plays]
♪ ♪
[indistinct singing]
$hort Dog in the house!
Man, I'd fuck with him.
I'd fuck with him if he wasn't bald.
[cheers and applause]
[laughter]
♪ ♪
Yeah, like, a CFO at a startup in Silicon Valley.
Chad doesn't like going down on women.
But I feel like you'd be really good at it.
You know what I mean? Yes!
[laughing] Yes!
Drink that, and then eat my--
[grunts]
- Bitch! - [yelps]
- Oh! - Oh!
[Trish laughs] Oh, she's going down!
- [person screams] - [glass shattering]
- [person] Get the fuck up! - What the hell?
- Ahh! - [Janelle] Fuckin' bitch.
First our piñata got stolen, and now violence?
[Janelle] You shut the fuck up too, bitch.
[Trish] Fuck all you bitches!
[grunting, clamoring]
- [overlapping chatter] - [clamoring]
[person] Get her, get her.
Bitch, you knocked the shit out of her.
She's so sleep right now.
- [overlapping chatter] - [clamoring]
- [bees buzzing] - Ahhh!
Bees!
Make it rain, Trish!
[people screaming]
[bees buzzing]
[upbeat music plays]
♪ ♪
[laughter]
No. No, no. Okay. Wait.
No, but bruh... bruh is a fuckin' legend.
Too $hort!
[Too $hort] Bitch!
- Yo, you got hands. - Uh-uh.
Trish with the money smoke bomb escape, bitch!
Whoo!
♪ ♪
You saved me.
Ugh, I fuckin' love you, girl.
- Girl... - Mm.
♪ ♪
[unsettling music]
♪ ♪
That's my bitch right there. Okay?
Oakland and Richmond with the one, two, wap-wap!
Wap-wap!
Beat that ass, bitch.
Oh, shit. The light's green. It's freezing.
- Let's go. - Ah!
Come on, ladies.
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♪ Bucked around And fucked around ♪
♪ Made another hit Comin' again from the top ♪
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♪ This shit that I'm poppin' Game is what I'm choppin' ♪
♪ Never underestimate The Mac when he rockin' ♪
♪ 'Cause me and Mac Mall Standing tall for tha trey ♪
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♪ Break tha beat down Smoke a dub and get low ♪
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♪ Missing little snitches 'Cause you know ♪
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