♪♪
[Laughs] Okay.
I'll take it back to the partners
and get back to you within the hour.
Sounds good.
Mr. Whyte.
They're ready to settle.
The ball's in our court.
I just got off the phone with USC Law.
Did you sign off on final internship hours for Reign Moore?
No, sir. Of course not.
Is this not your digital signature?
This is the same kid that got us into this mess
in the first place.
Is there some kind of an external work relationship
between you two?
Respectfully, sir,
my relationships outside of work are none of your concern.
The non-fraternization clause in your contract is clear.
Mr. Whyte, this is clearly a clerical error on my part.
I must have misread the document
when I was assessing his final hours before dismissal.
For that, I apologize.
That young man has been nothing but trouble
for this firm.
A bit of career advice -- Place a distance
as wide as the San Fernando Valley between you two.
Bad apples ruin the bunch, not the other way around.
♪♪
Fuck!
♪♪
♪ No losses, I don't do lipo ♪
♪ A few screws loose in the head, I'm a psycho ♪
Don't expect none of this shit at the S.C. tailgate.
Okay, but, hey, are you excited about performing?
Girl, a bitch nerves is bad.
What? You still trying to get that ass and hip and step up?
Okay. You almost got it.
I'm working on it. Come on, now.
Oh, my God. Yo. Look, I am so nervous.
I got PTSD because Maureen DeVoe has missed every rehearsal.
This wasn't about Maureen. It was about you.
I mean, go big or go home, right?
Wrong. Think bigger, bitch.
Yeah.
Um, your man going to N.Y. yet?
Keep your voice down.
I told you that shit in confidence.
But you yelled it out at the party.
After the party.Same shit.
I mean, sure, if the dick is good,
I see why bitches lining up to throw that ass in the circle.
Mm! Okay, mm, mm, mm!
Yeah, so y'all be okay with it
Mecca or Z or Nicole
was passing themselves around online?
You'd stay with them?I plead the Fifth.
I'd ask for a cameo.Oh, you sure about that?
Considering your recent consequences lately.
Oh, yeah. You right, bitch. 'Cause that itch ain't it.
Mm.
Okay, Derek deserves a few cool points,
for trying to make a cute coin and take care of his kid.
He's trying to get parental rights.
Don't women like when men take care of their responsibilities?
It's getting hypocritical to me.
Whose friend are you?Man: Yo, sis.
We're out of Hennessy.Fuck.
I'll be back.
Damn, they out of Hennessy!
They out of Hennessy?
Fuck.Damn.
Fuck.It's still weird to me.
Shyra having a brother?Mm-hmm.
That nigga was a ho-ass secret squirrel for months.
And you know, Shyra is real naive.
I'm-a hem that nigga up at the tailgate.
Mm-hmm, and I'm gonna be there to cross-examine.
Hello.
Didn't Reign set you up with a system
so you don't have to deal in hard copies anymore?
If I can't touch it, it ain't real.
What's going on with you?
This is the liquor order.
It was supposed to go out last week.
Yeah, we're going to have to hold off
on that liquor order this month.
Hold off?
Black folks are ready to riot over the Hennessy shortage.
How can we run a bar without no liquor?
Weain't running anything.
Look, I'm sorry.
You're the only person keeping my head above water right now.
Sometimes I just want the developer to come buy us out.
I got Reign over here working on this case, but the truth is,
I've been in deep shit way before he even took it on.
What's going on? Do you want to talk?
Everything you do comes back and fucks with you.
Being around the wrong people, doing the wrong things.
It's like a funk that sticks to you.
[Exhales sharply]
Okay. So what do you want us to do?
Some bottles of Reserve out back.
Let's do a raffle or a game or something.
Let's just give them away and let's send them folks home.
Okay.
I got you.
Cheer up.
♪♪
You know how much I love when you come home spliced like this, man?
Oh, well, you know, I don't play hard to get anyway, so.
You're hard to deal with, though, that's for sure.
What you got going on this weekend, though?
You gonna leave me again?
Of course. Or you can come with.
I mean, come meet my friends. It's a tailgate.
Very hetero. Very hyper masculine.
What do you say?
Mecca, I'm not gonna beg.
Alright, man. You don't got to go.
Good.I'm-a go. I'll pull up.
Separately, though, as your homey.
As a homey? [Laughs]
Yeah. Okay.
Nobody's gonna see behind that smoke screen.
[Chuckles] I guess I'll take what I can get.
Look, man, as long as there's music and there's food
and it's right, I'm good.
Oh, you don't have to worry about that.
My girl Misha's performing, and the host never skimps.
We're covered, so.
Is that right?Yeah.
Mmm.
Yeah, you know, this tailgate is bittersweet.
T-minus three weeks, it's graduation,
and I just -- I don't know.
You don't sound too geeked about it.
You know, after losing my internship,
I've been spiraling.
And I worked my ass off for that with no help --
not from my dad, not Regina, not...
You know what?
If Brandon would come off the hip of his paperwork,
I feel like that nigga hiding something.
Yo, look, don't get so caught up
that you end up missing the moment, okay?
Shit, we're gonna end up celebrating all the wins
because some shits don't come around enough, okay?
You right.
Hey.
Look at me.
Just tell me how I can celebrate you.
Well...
I can tell you in the room.
Hmm. Not if I beat you there first.
Oh! [Laughs]
Come on.
♪ Fucked up, double cups, she call me baby ♪
As you can see, the paperwork for the liquor license transfer
is signed and dated right there.
Yes, but, sir, this is a temporary transfer.
So if you're the new sole owner,
you're gonna need to submit a new application.
Okay, yeah. How long does that take?
Well, not to worry. This is still good.
So as long as there's nothing
that comes up in your background check,
then we'll have a new one to you before it expires.
Okay, let me get on that right away. Thank you.
Good luck, sir. Alright. Have a good one.
You too.
What was that about?
Oh, man, nothing I can't handle. What's going on with you, bro?
New man, bar, or gym? What's going on?
Listen, I just prefer a place
where everybody doesn't know my name, or any of my exes.
Speaking of which, you've seen Reign?
Nah, man, we don't got nothing on the schedule this week.
Everybody traveling around for the holidays.
How about you, man? You staying here or you going to see your people?
Believe me, my people prefer I stay right where I am,
and the feeling's mutual.
What about you?
Yeah, man, I don't got nobody out here.
This bar's all I got left.
Well, a little word of advice.
Didn't take too many clicks for me to pull up your background,
including the expunged stuff.
Now, Reign, I'll admit he's one of the best with contracts,
but he's inexperienced, egotistical,
and he's willing to burn bridges in order to get his way.
Shit, I was just about to hit him, man.
You know, we're just going through this paperwork.
After that, I'm --I'm not judging.
But if you want some real legal help...
I got you.
Appreciate you, man.
Well, shit, you still want me to hit Reign up?
No. I have a feeling I'm gonna run into him later.
Alright. Be easy.
Alright.
♪♪
♪ Look, I need a song to chase ♪
Miss Evette, right?
Yeah. Nice to meet you.
Mr. Jerome apologizes,
but he was called away at the last minute.
Are you serious?
He'd like for you to give him a call
at your most convenient time.
Okay, I'll give him a calright now. Thanks.
♪♪
Your call has been forwarded to an --
Oh!
Hell no.
♪ Too much shit on my mind ♪
♪ I told my mama I'm fine.
Shyra: Can you believe Derek has a FansOnly?
I mean, he is so stupid.
He could have like four or five kids running around.
Yes, but those two things do not surprise me about the dude.
I mean, he fucks at the job. Come on.
What? Are you serious?100%.
But he's the last person on your radar, right?
Yeah. Yeah. No, I would never. No.
Misha: Where's her mystery man?
There's another mystery going around.
Isn't that right, Watson? If that's your real name.
It's not. It's Frank.
But I told you that when we first met.
Exactly. Thank you. You know that he was in a tough spot.
Unh-unh. He don't get off that easy.Whatever.
You know, you can still catfish family.
Hey, look, it's all good, Shyra.
I mean, if the roles were reversed,
I'd be doing the same thing, but I'm an open book.
Open book, huh? Good.
'Cause I looked you up and I couldn't find
any bookings or criminal reports.
I've never been arrested, so.
Yeah, and I'm trying to figure out where the money resides,
because I know you do more than bartending.
You're asking what else do I do,
or where do I live?
Yes, all of that.
Okay, look, I created a couple of apps,
and they spin off residual income.
Mm, how much residuals are we talking?
I do pretty decent, Reign.
So where does decent stay in L.A.?
Damn. Bel-Air.
Bel-Air?! Bel-Air?!
Nigga, you got moneymoney.
What's up, Frankie?
Damn.
Where y'all live?
Um...
Here.
Who are you texting?
Girl, mind your business.
Y'all are the only cute throuple I know.
We is.
Girl, both of your boos gonna be at your --
I mean, parking lot performance.
[Laughter]You bitches is so petty.
I'm getting tired of both of y'all, okay?
Nicole was acting really weird before she left for the holidays
with her daughter Destinee and her baby father.
I just really hope she makes it back for my performance, y'all.
You tell her about the STD yet?
Girl, no. I plan on telling her after the performance.
I need to wait to get the stress off of one thing
before I focus on the other.
You know what? I think that's good.
I think that's a great idea.
Don't you start.
I know you ain't talking.You don't want it with me.
[Horn honking]
Oh.
Evette outside. It's time to party.
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party!
Let me go grab my shoes.Hurry up.
[Cellphone rings]
Fucking Derek.
Hey, I'm busy helping Evette.
But can we talk after the tailgate?
I mean, if it's too much, then you don't got to come.
Alright, bye.
Where's my...
Ha ha!
Yeah!
Yes!
Evette: What's up? What's up?
Y'all ready for another Evette "lituation"?
Yeah!Oh, hell yeah.
Yo, but what happened to Jamal? I thought this was his tailgate.
Change of plans.
You know, with our families living
on each side of the world...
Uh-huh.
...he had just mixed up his dates.
Girl, this is real cute.
And it's got my own personal dressing room for when a bitch
got to prepare for her performance.
We got a little VIP little situation in the back.
You can go up and go off before you go on stage.
But just know this R.V. is a rental.
Yeah.
So this isn't the extremely elusive Jamal's mystery machine?
[Laughs]No, smart-ass. It's not, okay?
He's actually an investor in a dealership,
and this is the floor model.
Comes with a driver.Okay.
That being said, no fucking, no smoking.
And for sure, don't put y'all happy asses
in that driver's seat, okay?
Yeah.Okay.
So can I sit in the driver's lap, though?Bitch.
Look, I'm gonna go load some stuff, alright?
Yeah, I'm gonna help out your little brother.Thank you, Watson.
Yeah, we're gonna help your big brother 'cause he's so petty.
Reign: Girl, this man little as hell.
Reign.
What's going on with you and Jamal?
I said it was okay. Please don't start.
Yeah, but you just seemed so happy
that he was coming this weekend.
I mean, if I'm being honest,
I was more so excited about the food and fun.
'Mal and I, we just roll with the punches, girl.
And if I got upset every time he fucked up,
we'd both be homeless.
But he's gonna make up for it, as he always does.
Big, giant gesture such as so.
Yes, girl, I like it. I guess so.
Yeah. Okay, tailgate.
So we have the drinks. we have the f--
Where's the food? I got you.
I know you and your friends missed the holidays,
so I hope I make up for it with this catered friendsgiving.
My God. Thank you, Evette.
And seriously, thank you for inviting my friends as well.
Oh, yeah. They cool. We going up.
We going up, girl!Yeah.
What's up, driver?
♪ Look, tell a man no trouble ♪
♪ I don't want beef, man, I just want vibes ♪
♪ Big man like me, no need for the telephone ♪
[Indistinct shouting]
Y'all fucked up! Damn!
Don't fall. Okay, don't fall.
Wait, are you --Yes. Come on.
Whoo! Damn. How many shots you had?
Don't worry about it. Don't worry about it.
Oh, this is nice.
Yeah, my man did that, y'all.
I heard that.
The catering company on standby goes, baby.
You gonna leave me hanging?
Waiters, okay?
We used them last year,
but they just bring all the heavy shit up
so we could just pull up and pop out.
Got you.Where did our driver go?
Oh, he's on a break for the next five hours.
Jamal got him tickets to the game
so that, you know, we're not just paying him for nothing.
Okay, a man that barters
is a handsomely paid benefactor.
What did you say Jamal name was?
"Nunya." Relax, Reign.
You don't want everybody in your business. Thank you.
Touché. When we gonna meet Casper the Negro Ghost, anyway?
Well, Shyra already met him,
and she's the only one that matters, as my roomie.
That part, and that's that. End speaking.
Whose side you on?
Excuse me. I'm trying to eat.
Please tell me these waiters have our food ready to be served
because a bitch is hungry, okay?
Ooh, where is the k--
Okay, we got ketchup. Where's the mustard?
You gonna eat some ribs?
I'm gonna eat some ribs.
Girl, when you start eating pork?
Actually, Shyra. let's take a shot.
Let's do that!
Let's take a shot! Come on!
Ooh! [Laughs]
We too fucked up.
You fucked up. We fucked up.
Girl, we at home.
What is going on with these rice and peas?
I need a little...
I'm-a buy you a drink.
Reign: Your little brother over here eating, girl.
Come on, bro. Come on.
Hey, hey.
Heeey!
Come on, Shyra! You know how to do it.
I'm getting a hot dog. Where is the mustard?
This turnt up. Where's the ice?
I'm about to get one of these hot dogs.
Come on, little brother. Ha!
Damn, Reign, you ain't gonna fix nobody else a plate?
Girl, y'all grown as hell.
Y'all better dig in. The fuck?
Go get you a drink or something. Leave me the fuck alone.
Fuck you talking to you.
Yeah, put some meat on that plate.
I'm vegan, man.[Sighs]
Ooh!
Got more food coming? If not, I'm gonna go chill in the R.V.
Not before I get dressed, you won't.
Okay, the chef is on his way.
He got caught in a little traffic,
so I'm having him walk the food over right now.
Yes, walking. That's what I'm talking about. First-class service.
You're gonna have to give me that number afterwards.I got you.
I think you already have it.
What?
Hey, y'all. Can I get some help?
Oh, my God!
Yes!
Really, bitch?What?
We don't even have a handshake.
Okay, we can make one.Girl, fuck off.
Damn.
Is everything Gucci?No.
I had Z help me out after his birthday,
pull a little something together,
and he even got some of your favorite foods.
That's right. I got baby back ribs for Shy.
Misha, I got you with the red beans and rice.
Evette, fried oysters are served.
Okay, so what you get for me?
And everyone, I'd like to introduce you to Xavier,
also a fellow Trojan,
although he got a few years on me.
I hope somebody using Trojans.
Girl, they don't even like each other.
Hi, Xavier. It's nice to meet you.
So, what's in the pot?
Ziyad made gumbo.
Said it was somebody's favorite,
but I think he secretly made it for me.
I did not. It was actually already on the menu.
But I appreciate you helping me cut those vegetables.
It was my pleasure.
Everybody meet Mecca.
I met him through work. Look at him. He fine.
You look real familiar. And I never forget a face.
I know you!
You're from that Christian lovers ad!
Oh, you got me. Good job, man.
But, damn, that's a good-ass eye.
Hey, that shit just dropped, like, what, this week?
Ooh, you're so fine.
I need a rubdown before the end of the night, okay?
Okay, I got you.
Girl.You see that shit?
So how long they been off?
Girl, not long enough. It's about to get real messy.
And they over by the food.I could tell.
I hope they don't start scrapping,
because a bitch is hungry.
They're gonna start throwing the hot dogs at each other, shit.
Girl, they might Even the ribs over there.
It's about to get real messy.
It's gonna be a dick-comparing contest in a minute.
So this supposed to be your peace offering?
I've been calling you all day.
Are you really that petty,
or do you actually have me blocked on everything?
I was freeing myself of negativity,
and look what the fuck came through.
Oh, you got some fucking nerve to be talking about --
Don't do this, Ziyad.
Look like you moved on, Papa.
I was fulfilling an order.
Ah.That's what professionals do, see?
See, we make sure the client is taken care of.
But you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?
I'm fine, Mr. Taylor. Thanks for asking.
How does it feel to have somebody new in the kitchen?
Oh, there he is. Childish and petulant as ever.
You don't get to pop up like some spurned lover.
You are here with my friends without even telling me.
What the fuck is wrong with you? Is that your way of moving on?
I tried calling.
Boy, fuck you. Fuck you looking at?
That's...
[Sighs]
For sure. Let me put my number your phone real quick.
Alright.Let's go ahead and do that.
Ahem! Go find you a drink.
Yo, what the fuck you doing that for?
What's good? You good?No.
What's going on?Them.
It's all good, X. I'll just leave the apron on.
You sure? I got more shirts. Back in the car.
Ooh, take it off.
God damn, boy.
So that's your old dude right there.
You get that for me?
Yo, he got some body, high-key. I can see the attraction.
His little friend, too. Hey, so check it.
What you think about them being into, like, some group shit?
Is that... Really?
Reign! I'm just fucking with you, man!
Like, relax. Lighten up. We good.
Like, what happened anyway? Like, what's the problem?
I should go slapping his baldheaded ass back of his head.
He get on my fucking nerve. How he gonna make my gumbo?
Chopping up shit.
It's cool. Chop his ass up.
Chill. We're good.
It don't look nice on you like that.
Don't look good with attitude.
Can we go? I need a fucking drink.
Let's kick it. I ain't get no food yet.
I wanted to get a snack or something.
Fuck the food. I'll buy you something to eat.
Alright. Fuck it.
♪♪
♪ Digital rich ♪
The music is horrible. It is boring.
It is so bad. Y'all, who is this D.J.?
Whose mans is this?
I haven't heard "Swag Surfin'" or "Knuck if You Buck" not once.
Girl, I told you, don't be expecting the Freaknik
in the S.C. parking lot.
Shut up.Shit.
My friends think I'm more stuck up now
than I was back in high school.
You know what they used to call me?
What? Miss Hollywood.
Oh, girl, we call you that.Bye.
Bitch, don't let them dim your light.
That's right. One thing I hate about transplants --
I mean, no offense to y'all --
but those who go back home and shrink.
I wish I would be from a hick town.
and they introduced me as the friend.
Bitch, please.But Mecca introduced you as the homey.
Oh!
Oh, my God, is that Misha?!
Who the fuck?Who is this?
Korey! My favorite hype man.
Everybody, this is Korey. Korey, this is everybody.
What's up, y'all?
What up? Why, you got Timbs on?
It's 103 degrees outside.[Laughs]
Them is some nice heels in the field.
Where you going after this?
Mm. Touché.
Don't be laughing.
Have you heard from Maureen?
I have not heard from her all day long.
Yo, calm down. It's all good.
She probably just backstage with a little juju.
We'll see her in a minute. It's alright.
Okay. Alright?
Okay. Do you want to help me get ready?
Ready for what?We can help you get ready.
Oh, you trying to get ready? I'm trying to get ready ready.
Yeah, I can help you get ready. What you need?
[Chuckles]
He about to help me get ready, y'all.
What kind of ready?Don't worry about it.
I'm about to stomp the yard.
Not in them Timbs, you won't.
[Laughter]
Did you take the prescription?
Yeah, yeah, I finished it two days ago. Damn.
Okay, good. Because I'm so fucking sexually frustrated.
This damn performance.Okay, shit.
This goddamn job.
God damn! Just gonna take my shoes off, then.
Mm-hmm.
Damn, these motherfucking snake boots.
I'm about to -- come here.
Oh, fuck. I'm stuck.
Oh, yeah, you stuck? Yeah, I'm stuck to you, too.
Wait, no. I'm actually stuck.
Oh, shit. My bad. Come on.
[Grunts]
Yeah, 'cause I'm strong and shit.
Oh, fuck, Korey.
Oh, yeah. Korey!
[Moaning]
Yeah. Call me Daddy.
Oh, come on, Daddy.Call me Daddy.
Daddy! Oh, Daddy.
Ah! God damn.
I like that shit.You like that shit?
I like that shit.
Call me Maria!Who the fuck is Maria?
I don't fucking know. Just go with it.
Oh, shit.
♪ Maria, Maria ♪
♪ Maria of the "West Side Story" ♪
Oh, "West Side Story." [Moaning]
[Speaking Spanish][Speaking Spanish]
Hey, yeah. Stop playing with me.Oh, Pikachu!
They call me Charizard! They call me Charizard!
I'm breathing fire in this motherfucker!
[Sighs]
You can't take niggas nowhere.
Actually, I kinda wanna fuck in a RV. [Giggles]
Derek: Never fear -- Big Daddy is here!
I got the churros, I got the tres leches,
I got the dulce de leche.
I got all the leche for all the woman.
Okay, well, all the leches can go on the table.
We're about to head over and watch Misha's performance.
Damn, thought if I showed up a little late,
you'd be a little drunk and a little more fun.
Mm.
Guess not.
Alright, Derek.
I know you're not about to lose the only groove you got
over FansOnly.
You know, the more I find out about him,
the more I know letting him anywhere near me is a mistake.
I just don't know how to tell him yet.
Look, if you gon' be a bad bitch, you need to know
that rejecting niggas is just part of the game.
Not everybody gets access to you, Shy.
[Laughs]
Why you laughing at me, Evette?
Fuck! I just realized you're helpless, girl.
Fuck. Hold on. Okay...
You need some liquid courage, ASAP.
Evette, what the fuck is that?
It's Goldschlager.
It's my fuck-you-up starter drink, girl.
You need it. Mnh-mnh.
My uncle told me that since it's real gold flakes in it,
then if you drink enough,
you could shit out a gold bracelet.
[Chuckles] You got a lot of gold bracelets.
Yeah, I actually do.
Mm. A lot. Absolutely not.
Okay, Mish! Okay, Mish!
-Go, Mish! I see you, girl! -You look good!
You look cute, girl!
Yeah! Get it, get it.
She ready! She ready!Ay, ay!
Wow. You look bomb.
Are y'all ready for a show?
Now, are youready for the show?
I am, bitch.I'm ready to see it.
Gotta be better than her fucking drink here.Girl.
-We ready! -We ready!
-We ready! We ready! -We ready!
-We ready!
-Hey! -We ready!
-We ready! We ready! -Let's go!
We ready! We ready!
We are here with Misha Desire.
She's supposed to go up in a couple of minutes,
but we didn't really get the confirmation.
There's nothing I can do.
The booking agent said we're running behind,
gave me a list to bump.
Your girl's on the list.
[Scoffs]
First of all, the girl has a name.
Matter of fact, the girl is a woman.
What do you mean I've been bumped from the list?
Yo, call Maureen DeVoe.
Shit.
Look...
Is there anything I can do?
Not a thing.
Little Juju's performing right now,
and then the headliner.
Uh, it went straight to voicemail.
She ain't pick up.
Yo, where the fuck is Maureen DeVoe?!
-♪ Just be ready ♪ -♪ Let's do this, Ronnie ♪
♪ What if I told you I was thinking 'bout you? ♪
Drink up, bitch. You still look good.
It was just one performance. It's not like you got dropped.
A bitch is about to drop her fucking manager, man.
Why the fuck wouldn't Maureen give me a heads-up?
Some bullshit.
Well, maybe it was a situation where she just couldn't --
Yo, new guy!
Okay, you're not here to play devil's advocate.
Whose side are you on?
I'm on this side.You're on our side. Okay.
Hell, yeah.Hell, yeah. Hell, yeah.
Look, Mish, I'm just saying.
Okay, people let you down.
I mean, it's the circle of life.
They don't intend to, but they do.
Are we still talking about me?
Yo, Shy. Yeah.
Wanna go get some Gatorade?
Why?Sober up again.
Remember what I said. Remember I said, okay?
You're good, you're good. Be careful.
♪♪
[Reign sighs]
Derek: Step, step.
Oh, be careful. Be careful.
Sit down. I got you.
This should help, sober up a little bit.
[Sighs]
Still look cute.
I'll be right back.Yeah, you do that.
I can't believe you brought a date.
Mnh-mnh, you don't get to talk to me any kind of way,
leave in the middle of the conversation,
and then come back days later as if it never stopped.
It's nuts. You fucking nuts! And rude.
You know what, I don't care about L-M-N-O-P.
X.You keep him away from me.
I don't give a fuck, ex-boyfriend.
How about that?
Oh, dramatic monologue and walk off.
I should've seen that coming.
[Chuckles] Better?
Just want you to be the first to know,
I think I'm getting partial custody of my daughter.
Laura hit me up earlier.
That's great, Derek. I'm really happy for you.
Could make me even happier by celebrating with me tonight.
[Scoffs] And why would I do that?
What you mean, Shy?
You literally said it was cool the other day.
I'm trying to come at you correct,
but you can ducking me like we're not already fucking.
Fuck. Look, man, hey.
What I'm trying to say is I like you a lot.
I want to do whatever this shit is. I want more.
[Laughs]
More -- More than what? Like...
Like we're supposed to be some happily ever after?
Know what? Your ass is drunk.
We should just end this conversation right here.
No, no, no, wait, Derek.
No, let's just dead the conversation.
I got a question, Derek.
I mean, do you think our best friends
would condone us fucking behind their back?
You're drunk right now.No, no, no. Or maybe...
Maybe you thought that I would be okay
with you prostituting yourself on the internet.
You know, niggas that do porn and record themselves
to get off later, I will never fucking understand.
So, no, Derek, we don't get to end up together.
Because girls like me don't end up with guys like you.
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Fuck out of here! Get the fuck out!
Oh, you got a lot of fucking nerve.
You know what? Fuck off, Derek.
Girls like you? Bitch, you was getting fucked
in that gym just like everybody else.
-Are you kidding me? -What's your problem, bro?
Back the fuck up. I'm not playing with yo' ass.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. It's people around.
Y'all gotta stop.Nah, fuck that.
She's trying to treat me like some random-ass
side nigga off the street.
Meanwhile, she's begging for dick every night.
Oh, hold on, child. We know what you doing.
You ain't about to drag her name in the mud like that.
This how you want to go out, D?
Back the fuck up. I ain't playing with your ass.
Girl, I will take all these rings off
and whup your motherfucking ass.
Niggas like this little lying dick,
when a woman say she don't want your ass,
all of a sudden he done had her.
Shyra would never --You know what? I did.
Oh, shit.
Remember that sex dummy at Nicole's shop?
That's all it ever was, Derek.
It was sex...dummy.
It was only sex, huh?
I guess I'm the dummy.
It was good, though, wasn't it, Shy?
Shut up, Evette.
Yo, you good?
This is a fucking shit show.
♪ New ZIP, address looking European ♪
♪ New bitch, don't owe nobody a reason ♪
♪ Yeah, pull up, hop out, show off that new body ♪
♪ Ain't a drip, wave too big, it's a tsunami ♪
Oh, I look like I'm missing out on all the fun.
Oh. Hey, babe.
Go ahead. Sit down. Get your feet rubbed.
I know you hurting from all that one-two step.
Rub her feet, Korey.
You know her dogs is hurting.
The performance didn't even happen.
Maureen wouldn't even answer my phone calls.
Oh, poor baby.
Korey, can you please excuse us for a second?
Can you come over here and talk to me, please?
The fuck you ain't trying to walk me away from your friends
'cause you don't want to get embarrassed.
Embarrassed? What are you talking about?
Are you fucking high or something?
'Cause please, share.
Oh, you want me to share?Yes.
Okay. I got a story to share.
There was once this businesswoman,
successful businesswoman, who met this young girl
who wanted to explore her sexuality.
And against the better judgment of the businesswoman,
she decided to explore that relationship,
based on a few rules.
Do you think the young girl followed the rules?
Do you think she followed the motherfucking rules?
Oh, sh...
Nikki.
There was a lot of shit going on right now.
Everything is fucking crazy.
I just didn't know what the fuck to say to you.
I'm -- I-I'm sorry.
Girl, take this shit.
What the fuck you mean you didn't know what to say?
What you should have said was, "Nicole, I got chlamydia.
Maybe you should go get checked out."
That's what any responsible adult would do.
I couldn't tell you because I thought
you were gonna fucking break up with me!
And you think I ain't gonna break up with yo' ass now?
You letting that corny-ass nigga rub your fucking feet
and kiss on your fucking cat
and then putting that dumbass smile on your face?
Just please, tell me what to do,
and I will fucking do it.
You want me to break up with him?
'Cause if you want me to do that, I will.
I don't even know why I bother with you.
You -- You don't get it.
I tried to follow your rules.
A bitch like me needs monogamy,
or this shit would've never happened.
I can't fucking be around here juggling dicks in one hand
and pussy in the other one.
I need to be with one person,
to be a freak for one person.
Okay, so it's all of those other bitches over me.
[Scoffs] Don't ask that question.
You don't want to get your feelings hurt.
What happened to brutal honesty
and talking through shit?
You want me to be brutally honest?
Yes. Okay. I'll be honest.
I thought that age didn't matter,
but apparently it does.
Your little friends --
I-I just can't do them. I can't.
I'm a grown-ass woman
with a child who's about to be grown.
How are you and I supposed to have a long-lasting relationship
and we can't even hang out together?
On top of the polyamory of it all.
Yeah, a lot of people don't like labels,
but I'm a label ho.
I know what I like to wear,
I know who I want to fuck,
and when I want to fuck 'em.
So, what are you saying, Nikki?
[Inhales deeply]
I think we need to take a break.
Nicole!
Do you actually mean take a break
or are you breaking up with me?
The fuck you think?
♪ I get mine, we say, "Ooh, that's it" ♪
♪ Say what I feel is a fact ♪
♪ She said she feel it right back ♪
Proud of you.Thank you.
See you in a minute, alright?
Alright, my boy.Hell, yeah.
Hell, yeah.
Bye, nigga.
Could this night get any worse?
Girl, I'm ready to haul my ass back in this RV
and try again tomorrow.
Nah, but now that you're sober,
girl, I really think you hurt Derek's feelings.
Yeah, we had your back but...
I ain't never seen Derek like that.
Girl, I think he like youlike you.
For real for real.
You ready to be a step-mama? Stop, okay?
I know I should've never opened the door
in the first place, but y'all were like,
"Oh, my God, Shyra, you need some dick.
You need to fuck. You need to get laid.
Girl, let's talk about it."
God!You kinda did.
[Cellphone chiming]
Ooh... Oh, my God.
Shy!
This dirty-ass nigga?
What the fuck is this?
Reign: You suck Rodney's best friend dick,
but left his ashy for years?
I can't.
At least you look good doing it.
Girl -- Hey.Sorry.
[Dramatic music plays]
♪♪
Narrator: Coming up on next week's "A La Carte" menu...
Shy-Shy, what happened?!
Man: Just want you to know...
I want to show up for you as best as I can now.
I mean, Derek has his moments, a little bit brief,
but I just didn't think that what I said to him
would come back and bite me in the ass.
So, that's how you're gonna act.
I make one mistake, now I'm the bad guy.
Derek, you might need to find you another lawyer
if that recording gets out.
Come on, girl. Let's go.
He's still wearing pearls. He can't represent us.
Give me a call, and I'm sure we can find
a place for you
in our internship program next semester.
If I walk away now, what do I get?
Do I get a check?
I'm just trying to uncomplicate things, you know?
Hm.
And by "uncomplicate things,"
you mean me and you hooking up?
I know shit's always been mad awkward between us.
Should've went --
-Ay, yo, yo, yo, yo! -Get the fuck off!
♪ Keep pretending you gon' make it better ♪
♪ I really wish you'd get your shit together ♪
♪ We were supposed to last forever ♪
♪ We was really supposed to share this cheddar ♪
♪ But you fucked up, can't put it past us ♪
♪ Walk around this bitch like you was mad tough ♪
♪ No, I wish you good but also bad luck ♪
♪ I got plenty choices, you was backup ♪
♪ Lately I been in my feelings bad ♪
♪ And I know it kinda make you sad ♪
♪ Can't forget I always brought the bag ♪
♪ Never thought this shit would even last, yeah ♪
♪ It wasn't like this when I met you, bless you ♪
♪ How you know the things that make it special ♪
♪ Did you forget her in the streets before I met you ♪
♪ Used to think I was shady ♪
♪ 'Cause I could hear the streets calling me ♪
♪ Streets calling me ♪
♪ I can hear the streets calling me ♪
♪ Streets calling me ♪
♪ Studied your feelings, but I can't relate ♪
♪ Ain't no closing doors, you know we gettin' cake ♪
♪ Bust this pussy open on the kitchen floor ♪
♪ Order half a dozen bottles at the liquor store ♪
♪ Niggas raising bets like the Kentucky Derby ♪
♪ We ran it up, but then she came too early ♪
♪ I read your mind and she was lukewarm ♪
♪ Now I'm bustin' corners in the U-Haul ♪
♪ Why you flexing? ♪
♪ Tell me why you act like that ♪
♪ New bitch, how you move that fast ♪
♪ I love you, but you know I never take you back ♪
♪ I want you, but you know that shit hurt too bad ♪
♪ You wasn't like this when I met you, bless you ♪
♪ How you know the things that make it special ♪
♪ Did you forget I ran the streets before I met you? ♪
♪ You used to think... ♪
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