[light music begins]
[keyboard clicking]
[Draya giggles]
[phone vibrates]
[phone dings]
- Syleena, hi. I have been waiting for your phone call.
- Oh, good morning to you, too, Draya.
- Good morning. What's up?
- I wanted to let you know
that everything went well with assets and I made the switch,
but we gon have to speed this thing up.
- What?
- When I was in Linc's office, I saw your book.
- Which book?
- The book.
- Oh fuck!
- Yeah, and that ain't no reading nigga,
so if he's reading the book,
he's gonna put the puzzle together real soon.
- Okay, okay. Listen, it's fine. Calm down.
It just means we need to step up
to part two of our plan, okay?
Hey, I gotta run.
It's not a good time right now, but I'll talk to you soon.
[phone beeps]
[light music]
[Draya sighs]
- Hey, hey, hey. [chuckles]
- Hey, um, I don't recall ordering breakfast in bed.
- Man, don't worry. It comes with the room.
- Really? - Yes, indeed.
- Oh, well, in that case, no.
You might have to help me work up
an appetite. - Ooh, I can definitely
help you work up an appetite.
Berry?
Yes indeed.
[Draya moans]
♪ If I want you ♪
♪ I want you ♪
[Maxwell moaning] ♪ I'll get something to eat ♪
♪ on the way, tell me what you need, I'm on the way ♪
♪ I'm on the way ♪
♪ I just want you open, babe ♪
♪ The way you got me open ♪
Now this rose represents you.
♪ You got me all in my feelings, feelings babe ♪
Huh?
- You know I do.
- Hm.
- [Draya] Make me want all of you.
- [Maxwell] I'll make you want me.
- Only you.
- On me.
♪ Got me all in my feelings, feelings, babe ♪
[both moaning] [light music ends]
[Maxwell laughs]
- No, um, thanks again
for breakfast. - Always. Always.
- Yeah? - Just looking forward
to hanging with my baby, today.
- Aw.
- We can do whatever you wanna do. Let me know.
- Hm, whatever? Anything?. - Whatever? Anything.
- [giggles] Listen, as nice as that sounds, um,
I'd love to spend the day with you, but I can't.
You know- - Oh my.
I thought I was gon spend some more time with you.
- Really?
- Yes, indeed. Give me a kiss.
- Don't start.
[Draya giggles]
[Maxwell mumbling]
- Oh, I can't. - I'll see you later.
- Okay. All right. - All right. Take it easy.
- All right. [phone vibrates]
[Draya sighs]
- [Automated Operator] Your call has been forwarded
to an automatic-
[light music]
♪ You think you're ready, but how do you know ♪
♪ She holds a secret, so she runs the show ♪
♪ One false move ♪
♪ And you're out 'cause you got the right woman wrong ♪
♪ They tried to stop us, but it can't be done ♪
♪ Befriend and block us, but we're not the ones ♪
♪ We're the queens of the game ♪
♪ And believe me, hell ain't no fun ♪
♪ No fun ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, it's in the way she moves it ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, you wonder what they do ♪
♪ But can you keep a secret ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Come into a world, learn how to treat a lady ♪
♪ Classy, sexy, crazy ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Shake it up, shake it up ♪
♪ Shake it up, shake it up, hush ♪
[light music]
[people chattering]
[door thudding]
[cameras shuttering]
- Hey, hey. Thank you, okay. I got it, I got it.
I'ma give it to you all. I promise.
It ain't a damn thing.
[people chattering]
[speaking Spanish]
- Aye.
- [Fan] Aw, come on man.
- I hope this doesn't get washed off in the shower tonight.
- Mm. Well, you can join me and you can find out.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Oh.
[speaking Spanish]
- I-I don't think Mrs. Rodriguez will appreciate that.
- Mm.
You do whatever it is you need to do
to get back on Julio's good graces
'cause if you don't keep your promise.
[speaking Spanish]
[light music ends]
- I gotta go. We need to go.
- Mm hm.
[Gina speaking Spanish]
- I thought all that titty signing
stage shit with you was over.
Are these bitches still that thirsty?
- [Fan] Call me.
- What do you want, Gina?
Is your camera crew around here somewhere?
Am I being punked?
- No, Julio. My camera crew's not here.
Can't a loving wife pick up her husband
and take him out to dinner?
- Cut the shit, Gina. I know you want something.
- [inhales] I wanted to revisit that idea
that I had about doing Dre's show.
I feel like it could help us.
- Are you sure you don't want to just air dirty laundry
in order for you to get some reality show ratings?
- Julio, no. I'm serious.
I'm committed to making our marriage work.
- I don't know. You made a fool of me with my own brother.
It-
It's gonna take time for me to trust you again.
- Mi amor,
I know it's gonna take us time to trust each other again,
but I know we could.
And I know that we could love each other
stronger than ever before.
When you told my producers
that you would do my reality show,
that meant that you would be there for me.
That was the first time you've ever done that.
- And I meant it, Gina.
- I know Papi and I know you wanna make it work,
which is why I really want us to do Draya's show.
[sighs] She made me understand where I was wrong
and for some reason,
I just believe that maybe she can help us.
- You really wanna do the show?
[Gina speaking Spanish]
- Remember, it's you and me
against this whole fucking world.
Let's fix us.
[slow music]
- All right. Fuck it. Let's do it.
- Sí? - Yeah.
[Gina squealing]
- Mwah.
[speaking Spanish]
I love you Papi. I love you. I love you.
- I know, baby.
[woman moans]
[Julio speaking Spanish]
- Baby.
- Remember what you said? Everybody wants what we have.
- Oh. - So I gotta let
the puta know-
- Shit. - Bring it.
- That dick is mine.
You need to start telling these bitches.
- Damn. [laughing] - Start telling them.
[Gina speaking Spanish]
- You're so fucking crazy.
[Gina speaking Spanish]
[upbeat Latin music]
[car honking]
[hip hop music]
- You right. - Let him have it.
[person laughing]
- [Syleena's friend] That's so insane.
- Terrell's gonna love
all this tonight. - I guess he will.
You really pulling out all the stops, lingerie, toys.
What's going on with y'all?
- We need a night alone. I fucked up.
- What happened?
- Oh, he got a little jealous
when he found out I was hooking up with an old girlfriend.
- Wait, I don't get it.
You guys are in an open marriage. What's the problem?
- I mean, it's open, but it's not come one, come all open
and all bets are off when feelings get involved.
- Wait, did you say feelings?
- Pen. Spill.
- Uh, Paige was my girlfriend, like way before Terrell.
It's complicated.
- So you and Paige were in love?
- Uh girl.
So in love.
- Oh. - And then she moved
to LA and we just couldn't make the distance work.
- Oh. - I didn't even know she was back in DC.
Now all of a sudden I'm running into her on the street.
It was crazy.
- Wait, you ran into her on the street here?
- Mm hm.
- That doesn't seem a little weird?
I mean, you know what they say.
There's no such thing as coincidences.
- I mean, whatever.
All I know is I'm committed to my man
and tonight I plan to show him exactly how much.
[upbeat music]
♪ Ya bounce it b-back, back, bounce it b-back, back ♪
♪ Ya bounce it b-back, back ♪
- The fuck you reading?
- A book called how 'bout fucking knocking?
- Knock knock nigga.
I'm definitely not gon be knocking on my own office door.
- This ain't been your office since I got out.
Remember that.
- Well, since you finished reading
your little nursery rhymes, we need to talk.
We gotta get some shit straight.
So I wanna talk about these new connects that we got.
This new one I'm very interested in.
It's a-
[upbeat hip hop music]
Oh wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
This nigga don't gotta knock on the door, but I do?
What is this, as a matter of fact?
- D, mind your motherfucking business.
Matter of fact, get the fuck out. For real.
I gotta holler at Snake.
- Whatever you got to say to her,
you can say in front of me.
- D get the fuck out.
- Oh, all right then.
I see you, nigga.
It's cool.
[upbeat hip hop music continues]
- It's all there?
- Yep. That's all the money from the bitch.
100k. Just like you said.
- Bet.
Let the streets know I'm uppin' the bounty
on Lavar's killer.
Whoever bring me the hit'll get the cash.
- I got you boss. You want him breathing or nah?
- Nah, I want him breathing so I can do the honors.
I'ma make it slow and painful.
- Bet. Say less.
[upbeat hip hop music ends]
[slow guitar music]
[Q sighs]
- [Server] What can I get you?
- Ah, I'm good.
I-
You know, you know what? Lemme get a Jack and Coke.
- Sure thing. - Thanks.
[slow guitar music continues]
- [Person] Since the latest story...
[keyboard clicking]
[phone chiming]
- [Anchor] So Carrie,
what's your take on the latest photos
of Judge Lloyd Dupree flirting with someone
who's clearly not his wife?
- [Carrie] Insiders are saying that Mary Dupree
needs to cut the dead weight.
They used to be a power couple,
but she's the real rock star in that relationship.
- [Anchor] What's changed?
A spouse's affair usually torpedoes
any political aspirations.
- Damn, nigga. Is that you up being on the TV?
Aint this some shit?
Aye everybody, we got a celebrity in the bar tonight.
[people laughing]
♪ It was a hard ♪
- Sir.
Please.
I'm trying to enjoy my drink and wait for a friend.
- Oh, a friend, huh?
- Yeah, I bet you really do need a friend
after you got caught doing all that freaky shit last night.
Damn homie.
What the mayor say when she caught your ass?
♪ My old woman shout, gave us a prize ♪
♪ She said ♪
Aye, I'm talking to you.
- Get your fucking hands off me.
[person gasping]
[camera shuttering]
- Oh. - Oo, Jesus.
- Aye, aye aye!
[both groaning]
- Fuck you. Fuck you.
- Man, get up.
Goddamn.
Went to the bathroom for two motherfucking minutes.
- [Syleena's Friend] Are you sure we can trust Draya?
- Well, you know I don't trust that hoe,
but she did have a good plan to get me into Linc's office,
so you know.
- What if he figures out that it's us?
- [Syleena] Don't worry about that.
Draya's got that under control.
- [Syleena's Friend] Okay, what if Mona Dee decides
to flip out and tell Linc?
That is her brother.
- [sighs] Mona Dee ain't flipping on no damn body.
And even if she does,
Draya had me record our conversation, so.
- Oh, so that we could show him
that his sister was on the plot from the very beginning?
- Exactly. - Okay.
- And then I give the conversation to Draya.
- Okay.
- The master manipulator that she is,
[sighs] I promise you that woman has more backup plans
for backup plans than anybody I know.
- I don't know.
I feel like we still need to stay one step ahead of her.
I mean, look how she blackmailed us back into the mansion.
- Listen, I gave Draya her props, but like I said,
I don't trust that bitch.
What size are you?
- Six.
- Can we get these in a six please?
- [Worker] Sure thing.
- So, um, how are things with the divorce? What's going on?
- Not good. [sighs]
I mean, he's still moving forward with it and um,
and I just really hope that all this stuff
with Draya works out because I can tell him everything
before he files.
I just want my family back.
- You'll get them back.
And Keith too.
Listen, Draya's gotta come through for us.
She owes us one way or another.
[Syleena's friend inhales]
- Thank you.
Actually I'm a 6 1/2.
[both laughing]
- You gon put your foot
in whatever shoe I get you bitch, okay?
[suspenseful music]
[phone ringing]
- [Ling] My nigga, Snake.
What's good? Talk to me nice.
- Yo, what up yo? I see her.
- [Ling] Oh yeah?
- Yeah. - Yo, don't let 'em see you.
It's time to find out
where Jordan gon' be meeting these niggas
I'm lining up for him.
- You booking niggas off on my fence?
- [Ling] Hell yeah.
A couple of 'em.
I mean, I gotta line up some more shit,
but the way I see it,
she should be doing two or three a night.
- Yo, put a nigga on.
- [Ling] [chuckles] Man, you already know.
You'll have your turn.
- Bet. - No doubt.
- [Ling] Later. Hey, hey, hey. Stay on her. Don't lose her.
We need this one.
- I got you. - Stay on her.
- Alright, I got you.
[suspenseful music]
- [Draya] Claire, I came as soon as I got your message
this morning.
- [Claire] Yes, but I called you last night.
- I'm sorry. My phone was turned off.
So, how is Lloyd?
- The doctor says he's stable now,
but it's going to be a long recovery.
- My plan was never to include violence, okay?
It was more to be permanently damaging.
- Okay, so what the hell happened?
- Listen, Claire,
I found out that Lloyd was going to that bar
on the east side to meet Hung 69 aka Chris Hill.
- Okay, enough Draya.
All right. We already know that my-
- No, no, no, no. Claire, you don't understand, okay?
Listen, Chris Hill,
he isn't just some random frustrated husband
who is trolling for dick in public bathrooms.
He was hired by your opponent's director of operations.
Claire, this was a setup.
- No, no. I-I don't care what it was, all right?
Now you said you can handle this.
- I understand it's difficult to look at it this way,
but if Lloyd hadn't, you know, gotten beaten up at that bar,
pictures of him in the bathroom with some guy
would've been all over the gossip sites.
- Are you trying to make me believe
that my husband's assault is a good thing?
Are you fucking crazy?
- Okay, relax.
All right? No.
I'm not suggesting at all that Lloyd's assault
is a good thing.
However, I am saying that you could use this
to your advantage in a way
that you could not use bathroom gate.
[mid tempo music]
- I'm listening.
- Amp up your tough messaging on crime,
you know, to the voters.
Make it personal.
Make it about your husband's attack.
Your poll numbers will surge.
I promise you.
[Claire sighs]
[mid tempo music ends]
[birds chirping]
- Draya.
- What the fuck, Q?
What happened? Huh?
You know, we cannot afford to piss Claire off.
- You encouraged me to take him out and get him
in some trouble as a part of your plan
of taking him down.
Now you're reprimanding me for it?
- Oh, no, no. See you do not get to blame me for this.
All right? This, this was some sloppy shit, Q.
Definitely not part of my plan.
I told you I was gonna handle Lloyd
the way I wanted to handle him,
not because you decided to fuck up.
What the?
Have you been drinking?
- Leave it alone, Dre.
- You don't even drink. [huffs]
Okay, I'm sorry, but I cannot let your mistakes
ruin everything that I have built.
- You built?
- You know what I mean. All right, Q?
[sighs] Look, maybe you should...
- What?
- Maybe you should take some time to yourself, okay?
- If I take some time to myself
then who's gon help you, huh?
Who's gon support you?
- Really? Help me like you helped me today?
Exactly.
- Dre, wait. Wait. Wait.
- Let go of me, Q.
- Sorry.
I'm sorry for grabbing you.
Look, you don't have to worry about me.
[suspenseful music]
- If there's one thing I learned about men,
it's that you can't put a crown on a clown
and expect a king.
[fingers snapping]
Let's go driver.
[car engine revving] [suspenseful music ends]
[calm music]
- Oh babe, I got so into what we were doing.
I burned the pork chops,
but I got you the best Chinese food money could buy.
- [laughs] Mm.
- So, um, what you gonna do about Q?
I mean, 'cause what you told me, he fucked up, right?
- Yeah.
And it's, it's crazy because that's not like Q at all.
- Babe.
You can't have a person on your team
making that type of mistake.
The mayor's husband almost died.
- [exhales] Yeah. Listen.
- Hm?
- Q has been working for me for a very long time.
- I see.
- You wouldn't understand.
- What makes you think I don't understand? It's complicated.
I get it. He has feelings for you.
So he has a problem with me. Whoopty do.
Whatever you two had is in the past, really. Come on now.
- Maxwell, I can't just fire him.
- Listen, this book, that's not the talk show.
You're bout to take everything to a whole new level.
Look, a person like Q is nothing but a liability, sweetie.
You've got to cut his ass loose as soon as possible. Period.
Huh?
[calm music continues]
- Why don't I get us some more wine?
- Yeah.
Go get us some more wine. - Yeah.
- Yo sexy ass get us some wine girl.
My suga'.
[phone chiming]
Hey uh, bae, I wanted to check the scores.
What's your, uh, passcode?
- [Draya] 1787.
- 1787. Alright.
- [Draya] Where did you put the bottle?
- Oh, I put it in the third drawer over there.
[Maxwell whispers]
[phone chiming]
I'm gassed.
[keyboard clicking]
[heels clacking]
- Hm.
- [sighs] What's the score?
- Ah man, don't worry about it. The, um, Bucks are losing.
Don't worry about them. Back to you and I.
Big mama.
Oh wee wee.
- Thank you.
- To new beginnings and leaving all of our problems
in the past.
- To new beginnings.
- Cheers.
[glasses clinking] [calm music]
[Draya laughs]
[suspenseful music]
- [Maxwell] Dr. Draya, look.
I love you.
[both heavily breathing]
- I love you too.
- Give it to me.
[slow music]
[Maxwell moaning]
[Draya moaning]
[slow music]
[Latin music]
[singer singing Spanish]
[both laughing]
- [Julio] All right, Mark. I hear it. [laughs]
- Listen, bro.
Do you think this talk show appearance is a, is a good idea?
- Ah, my mind is made up Mark.
I need this shit with Gina to be over with once and for all.
- I understand, but do you need to go on national TV
to tell your wife that you want a divorce?
- She humiliated me, Mark.
[Julio speaking Spanish]
- And now...
[Julio speaking Spanish]
Fuck that. Nah, nah, nah. Aye, aye.
I'm going to destroy Gina. [Mark speaking Spanish]
Lemme get your publicist to work on a statement for you,
all right?
Mwah. You'll be smell like a rose brother.
- I'm down.
Hey, did you get anything else on Ayo?
- [huffs] Sure did.
The PI got the address to them sex parties where he be at.
I already sent you the text bout them.
- Bueno. I'll check that.
- Obey the moment.
[Julio speaking Spanish]
- [Mark] For sure.
[Draya whispering]
- Uh. [phone ringing]
Gee.
Crystal. Hey, what's going on?
- I've got news.
Well, the network is gonna love the interview questions
that you sent over for the first episode.
- Great, great.
And wait till they see what I have pulled up my sleeve.
Oh, they are going to be so excited.
- Well, I took the liberty of sending the questions
to Shannon and Michael too.
And they want to talk about a three season lockdown
on a brand new show that's never even aired
its first episode.
It's unheard of.
- Crystal, do do not play with me. Are you serious?
- I am dead ass serious. You are a superstar.
It's exciting. But do me a favor. Whatever you do, kill it.
Kill it in your interview with them
and then I will lock it all down.
- Okay.
- Other news. How's the book coming?
- Gosh, the book, it's coming.
It is. It is.
I just got a little hung up, you know,
but to my, my research.
But don't worry.
I'm gonna have it for you and it's gonna be amazing.
Hey, I gotta run.
Thanks for the good news. But can we talk soon?
- [Crystal] Sure. Keep in touch.
- Okay. Okay. Okay. Bye-bye. Bye.
- [Crystal] Bye-Bye.
[phone chimes] - Ah Q, that was Crystal.
Guess what?
The network wants to block me into a three season deal.
[squeals] I'm so excited. I'm so excited.
Uh, Q.
Q.
Let me go.
- Why won't you let me love you, Dre?
[Draya sighs]
- Wow.
Um.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Seriously? - What the fuck
is wrong with me? - Yes.
- The fuck is wrong with you? Maxwell? Really?
- Maxwell loves me.
- [huffs] That's bullshit.
That nigga would've never did half the I did for you, Dre.
- Don't say that. Don't do that.
- I love you.
I love you, Dre.
- Okay. Okay. Okay.
No.
With everything, the beat down with Lloyd,
you deciding to go MIA.
- MIA? What the fuck are you talking about?
- Can we just please drop it? Let's focus on the work.
That's what we are good at. - Draya,
I never got no text from you.
- Really? - On God.
I'm the most loyal motherfucker you ever met.
I've lied for you. I've stolen for you. I've killed for you.
[somber music]
- And you've been well fucking
compensated for. - Compensated?
- Yes. Gon throw that shit in my face?
- It's never been about the money with me, Dre.
- You know what? This isn't working for me.
Q, I'm sorry, but you've become a liability.
- Okay and so what are-
- And so what? You're fired.
- I'm fired? - You're fired.
- Are you fucking serious?
- Listen, I will have my lawyer draw up
a nice severance package for you, but you need to leave.
- Severance package? - You need to go.
- Dre, really?
[somber music]
Maxwell?
- You need to get the fuck out.
Now, Q!
You need to get the fuck out!
[upbeat music]
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
[people cheering] ♪ Get lit for me ♪
♪ Bills, dollar bills, get lit for money ♪
♪ Let's get this money ♪
♪ One yeah yeah better know I'm on it ♪
♪ Let's get this money ♪
♪ Do care I might dance some more, yeah I'm a good bunny ♪
♪ Let's get this money ♪
♪ And go get it where ya from, get ya hustle up and flowing ♪
♪ Come find you none, said I got a G rich ♪
♪ What you want, Coco them drip ♪
♪ Ya baby want you stuck, stuck, stuck on 'em ♪
[upbeat music continues]
- Where the fuck is you going?
You know we got that bachelor party tonight.
- I already told Snake grab two guys and head over there.
They got you.
- No, no, Ling I need you here, just in case them frat boys
get to doing all that hooping and hollering
and carrying on and shit.
- Chill. I said Snake got you.
Stop questioning my fucking moves all the time.
You ain't running shit. I'm running it.
- Where you really going?
- Slide by the competition.
- What competition?
- The new strip joint over on 14th Street.
The one that bitch was talking about,
Southeast Boys opened up.
- Ling, don't go over there doing no stupid ass shit,
getting all fucked up.
You know we don't need no problems with them niggas.
They dumb as fuck. We don't need them types of problems.
- Fucking relax.
And like I said,
nobody worried about them little ass niggas
'cause I run the way I want to.
♪ Let's get this money, bills, dollar bills ♪
♪ Getting in so hotty ♪
♪ Let's get this money, one yeah yeah, better know I'm on it ♪
- These look absolutely incredible.
It's gonna be hard to choose which one I like best.
- No worries. We'll email over the boards to you.
You can sit with them overnight. Get back to us tomorrow.
- We, we just want you to be happy, Draya, really.
- Well, this is more than I could have ever dreamed of.
- The interview outline Crystal shared with us is on point.
It's exactly what the folks wanna see.
- Good. I am so glad that you liked it.
- Yeah, we just have a few notes from our producers
that, um, we'd like you to consider.
- Oh, sure.
[papers rustling]
Wow. This is hardly a few notes.
- We just want you to be happy with what you've outlined.
- Now, I know you said
you confirmed these women to participate,
but do they honestly know what they've signed up for?
- Shannon's right.
It could get a little bit messy, especially with Gina.
- Okay. Listen, when they are on my set, I am in control.
All right? I've got this. You have to trust me.
- I mean, but Justine kind of ambushing Gina on air.
- Oh wow.
- That's, that's a bit much, no?
- I mean, really ambush? That's a pretty nasty word.
- Then what would you call it?
- A rating's winner.
Right? Huh?
[suspenseful music]
Listen ladies, I have dreamed of this moment my entire life,
and I'm going to do whatever it takes
to keep my show on the air.
[suspenseful music continues]
[police sirens wailing]
- [Dispatcher] Reporting and station.
[suspenseful music continues]
- [tuts] These motherfuckers man.
- And actually, here are my notes for you.
- Thank you.
- Thanks Draya. We completely understand.
- Great, so I will look over the mock ups
and I'll get back to you tomorrow.
- [Both] Thanks Draya.
[Shannon sighs]
- Goddamn, can you kill the lights? I can't see shit.
- My bad.
[ominous music]
- [exhales] What the fuck do you want?
- Ah, sneaky Linc, don't be like that.
- The fuck did y'all pull me over for?
- You know, when we caught you speeding
and we hit the lights back there,
my partner and I saw you toss something out your car window.
- [tuts] Yeah, right. The fuck outta here.
What kind of bullshit y'all on tonight, Adrian?
- Sir, please step outta the car
so we can search the vehicle.
[Linc mumbling]
- Fucking Mona.
You know Mona gonna be on your ass about this one.
- Who?
Don't know a Mona.
Wanna get the hell outta the way?
Appreciate it.
[Linc exhales]
Wasting my fucking time.
- [Police Officer 2] Oh, you got time coming.
[ominous music]
- Uh.
Uh.
Very nice. - You sure this will work?
- I mean, I hope so.
It seems like Draya's like hell bent on doing
whatever she has to do to make sure she cashes these checks.
I mean, she's really trying to lock down
that three year commitment.
- Okay, just make sure that you have the producer
have everything on lockdown,
especially with the surprise guests.
We can't afford any blow backs.
- Gotcha.
- Now Linc, you know it's an automatic federal re-up
when a convicted felon such as yourself
is in possession of a gun.
- Fuck you. You know that shit ain't mine.
- Guess we just gon have to run them prints and find out.
- Wonder how many bodies we'll find on that gun too?
- Oo, that should be fun.
- Lincoln Davidson, you're under arrest
for possession of a legal firearm.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you.
You should know this shit by heart, Linc.
- [Police Officer 2] Sing along. You know the words.
- [Police Officer 1] Get your ass in the car.
[ominous music]
[slow music]
♪ Ya think you're ready but how do you know ♪
♪ She holds the secrets, she runs the show ♪
♪ One false move ♪
♪ And you're out 'cause you got the right woman wrong ♪
♪ They try to stop us but it can't be done ♪
♪ They'll find and block us ♪
♪ But we're not the ones ♪
♪ We're the queens of the game ♪
♪ And believe me, hell ain't no fun ♪
♪ No fun ♪
♪ Oo, oo, oo, it's in the way she moves it ♪
♪ Oo, oo, oo you wonder how they do it ♪
♪ But can you keep her secret ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Come into a world, learn how to treat a lady ♪
♪ Classy, sexy, crazy ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Shake it up, shake it up ♪
♪ Shake it up, shake it up, hush ♪