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We have nothing to hold her on.

What about the
attempted murder charge?

Her sister dropped the charges.

Previously on
All the Queen's Men...

- Oh no.
- Jack is dead.

Take some of the pain away.

This is all I have to pick up
the pieces of my life.

I mean, I'm at
the end of my rope.

Okay.

I'll do anything
that the Madam asks.

Alright, we need
to play this right.

No one can know that
my father is still alive.

- You alright?
- No.

I don't know
what the fuck it is,

but something's off.

You're under arrest
for the murder of Jack Watson!

So...

Your people have
eyes on Concierge?

Yes. We still have eyes on him.

Keep it that way.

So what else are
you willing to do?

Whatever you need.

I'll keep working for you
as long as the price is right.

You will work for me
for whatever price I give you.

You just said you
ain't got nuthin' to lose.

And you a cop.

You should have
way better negotiating skills.

My days on the
force are numbered.

All right, well, you might
wanna get your game up,

then, before you go.

I do know a few people that
might have use for an ex-cop

that has ties.

- Thank you.
- No, talk.

- He left Mexico.
- Hm.

We have him in
the Cayman Islands now,

but he's scheduled
to leave soon.

Now, I don't have
his flight plans yet,

but I will report back to you
as soon as I know something.

You do that.

And I'm sure this is enough.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Come in!

We're done here.

I expect I'll be
hearing from you soon.

Yes, Madam.

And thank you very much.

Tommy, walk her out.

- What's up?
- Trouble and Champ.

They got arrested.

Please tell me they
were not on the floor

- when this shit happened.
- They were on the floor.

I swear this bitch wanna
live up to her fuckin' name.

Dime, can I see your mic?

Thank you.

Hey, ladies!
How y'all doin'?

I know, I know
you're confused, baby.

I would like to apologize
for the commotion

that you just saw in here.

Now, we don't like
the authorities

to get involved in our
girls' night out, do we?

No!

And I can assure you that that
was absolutely a mistake, okay?

I stand behind my dancers.

So, if I have anything
to do with it,

they will be back right here

on this stage tomorrow
night, alright?

Now, why don't y'all go
ahead and show some love

to the dancers that
are still here?

Yeah, baby!!!

Thank you.

Ladies of Eden?

Yeah!

We need to get back
in the mood, don't we?

- Yes!
- Mm, mm, mm.

Well, good thing we
got some fine-ass men

to help you get there.

Fellas!

Take these women to paradise.

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ They know not to play with me
They know I get it started ♪

♪ Ask me, will I take it easy?
Told them that it's harder ♪

♪ Ask me, will I quit?
Oh no, sir, I beg your pardon ♪

♪ They're saying
that it's light ♪

♪ But I turn this
bitch to darkness ♪

♪ It go up,
we don't play around ♪

♪ I won't play by
my dinero ♪

♪ Got some gangstas in
the cut now ♪

♪ And they're doin'
what I say so ♪

Shit!

Madam normally bails
her dancers out, right?

Nigga, we ain't VIP.

Ain't no way
she's comin' to get us.

Man...

I'm not trying to go to
jail over this bullshit.

We ain't even touched
that white man.

I know, but...

we were there at
the house when it happened.

Madam gave Ms. Tandy
back her money.

Plus, we checked all
the security cameras.

They don't got no footage on us.

Plus, we ain't
even touch ol' boy.

Exactly.

Well, maybe they
just wanna talk to us.

Talk to us?

They ain't trying to
talk to us about shit.

They're trying to
pin us for murder.

That was on Rayshon.

You think Rayshon sold us out?

That scary nigga?

Naw.

He's probably
all the way in Alabama,

cryin' about all of this shit.

Well, shit, I ain't
goin' down for him.

Shit, me neither.

Hey, you got us fucked up!
We ain't kill nobody!

Facts.

We have it on good authority

that you two were in
the residence in question

the night Mr. Watson was beaten.

Look, look.

We were there.
We didn't touch Mr. Watson.

That was all Rayshon.

What was all Rayshon?

He had some vendetta
against ol' boy

that he was broken up about.

So, I mean, we drove him there,

but we only stayed
for moral support.

Plus, he said he just
wanted to talk to the man.

We wasn't even in the
room when it happened, no cap.

So you're saying Rayshon
committed the offense?

Man, we ain't no snitches!

Well, if we were, yes,
that's what we would say.

Would you be willing to put
that in a formal statement?

- Yes.
- I ain't signin' shit!

Listen, we have a warrant
out for Rayshon, okay?

Once we talk to him, we'll
see if your story checks out.

- It will.
- It will?

Well, then let's
get these papers signed

and I can let you
two go right now.

Well, she ain't signin' shit.

I ain't signin' shit neither.

Then enjoy your holding cells.

Wait, I thought
we were good to go!

I told you it was Rayshon.

Nothing's been proven yet.

You two are still under
arrest on a murder charge.

The only way you're
gettin' out of here tonight

is if someone bails you out.

Well, we still get
a phone call, right?

Yes, you each
get one phone call.

I'll make the call.
I got a friend that owes me.

Alright, cool, bet.

You two wouldn't happen to
know anything about a robbery

that took place at
the Watson residence

that evening, would you?

Robbery?
No. No, sir.

Well, was there
anything missing?

Not anymore.
Everything's been returned.

Well...

That don't sound
like a robbery to me.

We're trying to piece together

everything that
happened that night.

Well, good luck to you.

Um, we told you everything
we know already, so...

Good luck to you too.

Shit!

Lookin' like things gettin'
back to normal around here.

Maybe me and you could
get back to the way we were.

Not interested.

Sure about that?

Yeah.

She said she not interested.

Go on.

- What's up, Blue?
- What's up?

Damn, Dime.

You can't even look at me?

Thank you for the tip.

Damn, Dime, you a
cold piece of work.

Thank you.

You're real light
tonight, Babyface.

Madam ain't gonna like that.

It's only 'cause I ain't press
Tandy for my money in VIP.

Hey, bro, just
'cause you gettin'

that little pussy at home

don't mean you give her
a discount when you get here.

Naw, it ain't even like that.

It was a delicate situation.

Her husband just died.

The nigga running for mayor?

Yeah.

What kind of coldhearted
bitch gets up in a strip club

after finding out
her husband just died?

Same kind that move a nigga in

while her husband's
still in the hospital.

What's goin' on here?

Babyface here was just
explaining that he's light

because Ms. Tandy's
husband died.

Aw, shit!

It's fuckin' with my plans.

- I'm not that light, Madam.
- I'm not talkin' about your ass.

I'm talkin' about
the mayor's race.

That shit is important.

Blue, hit up Ms. Tandy.

Let her know I want
to see her tomorrow.

Got it.

And Face, you can
send your condolences

however you want to.

But when you come out that VIP,

you better have
some fuckin' money.

I got you, Madam.
I'mma get you your money.

And how are you gonna do that?

When this thirsty ass get home.

Ms. Tandy this
nigga new Ms. Patty.

Make sure she don't end up
dead like her, too.

Gotcha.

Don't laugh.

You real quiet tonight.

I don't have nothin' to say.

Fuego, I wanna see
you in my office--now.

Bet you got somethin'
to say now, boy.

Jeez!

Since you got the bail,
I'll get the car.

Nigga, this ain't
no round of drinks!

Shit, ain't nobody
"got the bail."

Just make sure you
show up to the court date

so my friend can
get they money back.

Alright, fo' sho.

Car's gonna be here in a minute.

Okay, cool.

That shit was crazy, right?

I never thought
that I'd be glad

that Madam took
that Tandy money,

because if she didn't,
we'd still be up in that bitch.

That's a fact.
Speaking of Ms. Tandy,

I think I may have
a way we can make

some more of that
money that we lost.

I'm down.

I figured you would be.

I won't talk about
it out here, though.

So when we get back in the car,

let's go back to my spot,

talk about it later.

Later?
Nigga, it's 3:00 AM!

So?
You want this money or not?

Are we gettin' it tonight?

Can't move
that quick, but...

talk about it.

Okay, well, I'll talk
to you tomorrow about it.

Alright.

Well, look,
the car is pulling up, so...

Alright.

Let's go.

Come in!

Have a seat.

So you do know
that I have cameras

all around my club, right?

Hell, you helped me
put the motherfuckers up.

- I figured you'd find out.
- No, no, no.

I'm trying to
figure out why the fuck

you were in the basement
letting D come out.

You figured I wasn't
gonna find that out?

What I'm trying to figure
out is how the fuck

did you know he was down there.

Remember when I told you
my computer was hacked?

Yeah.

Well, I was
troubleshooting to see

if I could trace
where it was comin' from.

And I noticed they added
some other stuff to my computer.

Other stuff like what?

Like a bunch of Eden footage
and a live feed to the basement.

Wait, are you telling
me that someone has...

- access to my camera feed?
- Looks that way.

Why the fuck did
you not tell me that?

Look, Madam, I don't
know what's goin' on.

Everybody's wantin'
something from me.

I didn't know if
it was you or not.

Fuego, if I do somethin',
you will know it.

But if something is going
on, I need you to tell me.

Yes, Madam.

You're
saying "Yes, Madam,"

but you sat on some
fucking information

that can jeopardize
my entire operation.

I'm sorry, Madam.

Look, Fuego, I'm gonna need
you to man the fuck up, okay?

I am not asking you to
do shit illegal at all.

All I need you to
do is stay loyal

and don't talk to
the fucking cops.

I don't know if I can do that.

What? You can't be loyal?

No, I can do that.

But the cops are putting
some serious pressure on me.

So? Nigga, you don't know shit.

All you do is work here and
make a lot of fuckin' money.

That's all you know.

Yeah, but what am
I supposed to do

if they ask me
something I do know?

Then you shut the fuck up.

That's what you do.

Okay, Madam.

Don't forget I got
insurance on your ass.

Now, you can do whatever
the fuck you wanna do.

If you don't wanna
follow by my rules,

set your own score.
You go right the fuck ahead.

Yes, Madam.

Thank you.

You can go.

I don't know, Madam.

That church boy is
not built for this.

That nigga better
start actin' like he is.

And if he doesn't?

Then that motherfucker
gonna meet Jesus

before he thought he was.

Come in!

That's what I saw.

I heard about your father.

My condolences.

Thank you, and my
condolences to you...

about your husband.

Thank you.

You know, it's just been a...

roller coaster of emotions,
as you probably know.

You know, from your dancers

beating and robbing
me at gunpoint

to Jack's ultimate,
untimely death.

So you gave Rayshon, Champ,
and Trouble's name to the cops?

I mean, Madam, I
didn't have a choice.

- They were pressing me...
- Hmm...

...about the
night that Jack got beat up.

Right. So what'd you tell them?

Well, I told them that...

they came to my home
with ill intentions.

But I did say they, they
did not steal anything, so...

Is that it?

Yeah, I, uh, I
think--I think so.

You know, it's
just been so much.

Hmm...

Jack was...

Oh, we both know
what the fuck Jack was.

Okay, he was a sick,
nasty son of a bitch

that liked to sodomize
young boys that were unwilling.

What? I ain't about to
sugarcoat the shit now

'cause the motherfucker's dead.

Hopefully you'll be better now,

considering that he's gone--

and considering
that you're, you know,

taking care of Babyface.

We're just...having
a little fun.

I don't give a fuck what
you two are doin' together.

You just make sure that
motherfucker's up and ready

to do what I need him to do.

- I will.
- Good!

So, I have a job for you.

- For me?
- Mm-hmm.

I would like for you to run
for your husband's mayoral seat.

Madam...

You want me to run for mayor?

That's what I just said.

I don't even know
anything about politics.

Neither do half the
motherfuckers in Congress.

Look, the staff already
has the plan, okay?

They know what
to do outside of...

passing a few bills, you know?

And I'm thinking these
bills will benefit you?

Hmmm, precisely.

Madam, this is...

This is a long shot.

What?

Play up the grieving widow act.

Promise to do all the shit
that Jack said he was gonna do,

blah, blah, blah,

the voters will
eat that shit up.

So you really think
I have a shot at winning?

Between my connections
at the club--

I get all those voters--

my connections with
the community...

I think you can get the votes.

So clearly you've
thought all of this out.

I have.

I will not be your
puppet in all of this.

Tandy, you will do exactly
what the fuck I just told you.

You will protect me.

And whatever else you wanna
do with your mayoral seat,

that's up to you.

So we're really doin' this?

Did I just fuckin' stutter?

- No, Madam.
- Okay.

The fuck?

Okay.

Thank you.

Can we, uh, at
least shake on it?

No, I'm not touching you.

Go, thank you.

- What up, Champ?
- Hey, what's good?

Same shit,
different toilet?

Shit.

Heard anything from the cops?

Nah, have you?

Shit, nah.

I did hit up Rayshon,
though, give him a head's up,

but, uh, he didn't answer.

Shit. I think they got his ass.

I low key feel bad for the kid.

Shit, I don't.

Said he wanted to kill that man.

That's on him.

Yeah, but he way too
soft to go to jail.

Better him than me.

Shit, I don't know.
Uh...

- Want something to eat?
- Nah, I'm straight.

But I did wanna know about
that plan you talkin' about,

gettin' some extra bread.

Mm, I admire how serious
you are about your money.

I'm the same way.

I knew you'd be
perfect for this.

Perfect for what, nigga?
Quit beatin' around the bush!

Alright, alright.

So I think we should try
and hit this drug dealer.

What drug dealer?

There's a dude
kickin' it around the corner,

up the street.

He does money runs every night.

I been watchin' him
for a few months,

and I think we can get him.

So you brought me over here
for that small-time shit?

They be having big money on him,

and we can take
this dude once a week

until they replace him.

That's some bullshit.
You over here thinking small.

If we gonna do another robbery,

I don't wanna be workin' like
it's a 9-to-5 every weekend,

robbin' people.

If we gonna do it,
we need to do one big haul.

Shit, you got a better idea?

Always, nigga.

Not a drug dealer.

But look, we gonna
hit a stash house.

Mm, a stash house be
havin' a lot of bread too.

Exactly, 'cause it's gonna be
like a one-and-done situation,

so...we ain't need to
do that shit every week.

I like how you be movin'
when it comes to this bread.

Exactly. But look,

I got something to do
before work and go to the club,

but we can talk about makin'
a plan about it later.

- Alright.
- Cool with that?

- Yeah, get it.
- Hit me later, bro.

- Definitely.
- Alright.

I'm taking this too.

So I wanted to let you know
that I heard from Lily Watson.

About?

She's going to be running
for Jack's mayoral seat.

- That's bold.
- It is.

I've been waiting for a
break like this for a long time.

I mean, just because
she's running

doesn't mean she's gonna win.

No, it doesn't.

But we have to do
everything in our power

to make sure that she does.

What's in it for me?

She's in my pocket.

If she gets this seat,

then my job is secure,
and so is yours.

As nice as that sounds,
can you trust her?

Mm, 100 percent.

Lily and I are old friends,

and I know her
well enough to know

that I can run her every move
if she gets in office.

- What do you want me to do?
- Go through the files.

Make sure that
there's nothing in them

that can...jeopardize
her campaign.

I can do that.

When she's in office and
all of my people are in place,

then we can start
knocking down pawns

and taking out
everybody in this city

who's been against me.

And the first person
we're eliminating is Madam.

As long as it's
Madam first, alright?

Getting Madam would be the
biggest collar of my career.

Set me up for lead detective
and be done with this...

undercover bullshit.

Then you better start
combing through those files.

Anything that you got
on Jack or Ms. Tandy

needs to be deleted or buried,

as though it was
never even happening.

When I get on
tonight, you got it.

Hmm, well, well.

So I got Ms. Tandy
runnin' for mayor.

This could be good, Madam.

You have control over the mayor,

you got control over the city.

That's why
I asked her to do it.

You see, with Ms. Tandy there,

then I can get all
the police heat off of me

and out of my business.

The police and that uppity DA.

Exac--that bitch DA Rodds.

Baby, my first
order of business,

when she gets in office,

is to get that bitch out.

Are you sure you
can trust Ms. Tandy?

She's the type to try
to run a double cross.

Yeah, we know
Ms. Tandy is slippery,

ol' slick-ass bitch.

Keep my eyes on her.

Babyface is staying with her.

We can use him to
get some insurance dirt.

I already got the video of
her fucking him in my VIP

and the video of her with
her husband at the hospital.

- But...
- You want more.

You already know.

Tommy, keep your eyes
on that bitch, please.

I'll put a detail out
on her right away, Madam.

Mm-hmm.

I don't need Tandy
fucking this up.

Ooh!

Well, damn!

Don't you look comfortable?

Yeah, I am.

Clearly.

How did your meeting go?

It went very well, actually.

Turns out Jack's death
is definitely going to be

quite beneficial for me.

- Oh, really?
- Yes.

Got the insurance money?

No, not yet.

But I did get an
endorsement from Madam

for me to run for
mayor in Jack's place.

For real?

Yes.

For real.

It's gonna be a
lot of money coming in.

It sure would.

Always wanted an
Aston Martin in white.

Shit, nigga, me too.

Or maybe a Porsche.

Maybe.

But...not anytime soon.

You know, we gotta kinda
keep the momentum going

to secure the win

because with that, you know,

people are gonna
feel sorry for me.

And it might not
look good if I'm...

buying a new car
for some random man

just a few days after
my husband died.

- Yeah, I get that.
- Mm-hmm.

I gotta kinda keep this
grieving widow thing going.

I understand.

I'll lay low.

But...

it's gonna be
expensive, you know,

trying to stay under
the public eye.

Face, you always want something.

So that means I'm gonna
have to increase your allowance,

is that what this means?

You're about to get
the insurance money.

You can afford it.

I might throw you
a little somethin'.

That's what I like to hear.

Mm-hmm.

I can't stand you.

Come here.

- And after you win--
- Mm-hmm.

-we can talk about the car?

After I win,
I'll buy you the car.

Oh, keep
talkin' to me like that.

Just made my dick
10 times harder.

Shit.

What the hell
are you doing here?

You know I've come to see you.

Well, I don't want to see you.

Come on, now, Dime.
Don't do me that.

At least come have lunch
with me right quick.

I don't have lunch
with murderers.

- Murderers?
- Yeah.

I ain't no murderer.

Casanova wasn't even dead.

I was just gettin' that
boy out of a little jam.

Yeah, okay.

Look, if you
don't believe me,

just go ask Madam.

How do you even think I was able
to come back and dance at Eden?

I don't know what that's about.

All I know is I don't
wanna be caught in the middle

of a bunch of bullshit.

Me neither!

But I know for a fact

that you was usin' me
to get back at Amp, now.

No. You're wrong.

Alright,
check this out, though.

Look, Dime.

If there's one thing I know
is that I know women.

And I know for a fact
that you want me, alright?

So just let me take you to lunch

and let me do my best to win
you back again, you heard me?

I don't want you.

I'm not going to lunch with you.

And I don't need to talk
to you outside work.

Are we clear?

Girl is so fine.
Fuck!

Hello?

Madam,
it's Detective Davis.

I have caller ID.
I know who the fuck this is.

What do you want?

I still have a few
people at the DA's office

who are loyal to me.

And they've informed me that
Ms. Tandy is running for mayor.

Detective, if you're gonna
keep telling me stuff

that I already fuckin' know,

then you're not as useful
as I thought you would be.

The DA and
Ms. Tandy go way back,

and she feels that once
Ms. Tandy is in office,

that she can control her.

And just so that you know,

her first order of business
is to come for you.

Tell me something that
I do not know, please!

I just wanted
to warn you about that,

woman to woman.

I don't need that warning.

Okay. Well, the other reason
that I'm calling you

is about the Concierge.

He's on the move.

Where?

He'll be arriving in
Atlanta in two days.

Alright, see that right there?

That is information
that I can use.

Now, you keep information
like that comin',

your money will stay comin'.

Understood.

I'll let you know
if anything changes

or if something
else new happens.

Good.

Great.

Alright, Blue.
Let's get everything ready.

Looks like he gonna move
in a couple of days.

Yes, Madam.

Now we just have to make sure
the sneaky bitch gets elected.

Tommy, are you sure
you know what you're doin'

- behind that camera?
- Yes, Madam.

I went to film school.

This is not the first
thing I've shot.

Yeah, what can't this nigga do?

Are you ready?

I think so.

You think so?
I need you to know so, Tandy.

This election is very important.

Okay. I'm ready.

Alright, now,
I need you to play up

the whole grieving
widow act, okay?

Tell them that you're
gonna do every single thing

that Jack promised he would do.

We need to keep his voters if
we're gonna win this election.

Okay, I got it.

Um...

Sh-should I, should I cry?
Or...

Oh, if you need to cry,
I can teach you.

No, no one's crying.

I need you to seem
strong enough to do this job.

Show no weakness.

- Okay.
- Alright.

You do your job
and I'll make sure

this gets to every
news outlet in town.

I'm ready.

Tommy, you up?

Let's do this.

And...action.

I am Lily Marie Watson.

It is my honor and duty

to run for mayor for
this great city of Atlanta.

This shit again?

What the fuck?

Never even happened.

What the fuck?

Damn it!

♪ What you want to do?

♪ What are we gonna do?

♪ What are we gonna do?

♪ Girl, what you want?

♪ What you want to do?

♪ What are we gonna do?

♪ What are we gonna do?

♪ Tell me what's up

♪ Ow, ow, ow

Hey, did you talk to Madam?

See if I was tellin'
the truth about Casanova?

I'm not bothering
her with that shit.

We have an empire to run.

Besides, ain't nobody worried
about your little country ass.

Mm, girl, I love
it when you talk

that feisty-ass shit with me.

You better stop
flirtin' with me, yeah.

Leave me alone, Big D!

I got a set to get ready for.

I see that.

You got it.

So tired of being
here with these lames.

We should be in VIP.

We?

You haven't even been
here as long as I have.

Talkin' about me!

Nigga, chill out
with all that noise.

I'm just as good as
some of them VIP niggas.

Whatever.

- You don't think so?
- I don't know.

I don't be payin' attention
to you when you on stage!

Talkin' about the time.

You ain't been here
as long as I have.

Alright, bro, fuck all that.

Let's talk about that plan
I was tellin' you about.

Okay, what's the word?
What's up?

So look.

I got a little shorty
I'm fuckin' with.

And she fucks with
all them city boys in the city,

all them gang leaders.

plugged in.

Way to
aim high, my nigga!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, chill!

I ain't tryin' to marry her
or nothin', so chill out.

- Get to the point.
- Alright.

I shot her a little line to see
how loyal she is to them niggas.

She said she only fuck
with them for the perks.

Man, this shit might be
aligned with the stars.

Right, so listen.

When I get the info...

I'm gonna know
about they whereabouts,

where they stash houses at,

and all the niggas
that are in there, alright?

Okay, but hold up.

I'm not splittin' this bread.

Only between me and you.
That's it.

Nah, fo' sho, fo' sho,
I got you.

Listen here,
I'm only fuckin' her.

Okay, I'm just checkin'.

We good.

And we'll split this shit
50/50, and it's all us.

You ain't gotta
worry about nothin'.

But how the hell does she
know all these schedules?

Mm...I'll let you know.

I'll let you know real soon.

What the shit?

I didn't know what to do, bro!

Why you over here so sad, Fuego?

I have a lot on my
plate, man, that's all.

Join the club, nigga.

But, um, Fuego,
what's up, man?

Bro?

Bro, what's
happenin', man?

Somebody's hacking
into my computer.

What you mean,
like spying on you?

Yeah, and more.

They doctored some footage
of me doin' somethin'

I didn't even do, man.

And now they're
trying to threaten

to send me to the police.

What you think they want?

Madam.

Fuck that.

They're outright asking me to
send them anything that I have

to take her down.

Listen, man, I don't give
a damn what they're asking,

you can't give her.

I'm trying not to.

But the DA came to my house
the other day too, man.

I can't take all this pressure.

Pressure my ass.
If you know what's good for you,

you'll keep your
fuckin' mouth shut.

Hey, hey, hey,
not doin' that.

Fuego...look at me.

Remember what I told you.

Just talk to Madam, alright?

I'm serious.

Look who I found outside
trying to get in VIP.

Nigga, didn't you get demoted?

Technically, I did.

Yeah, well, technically
you need to leave.

Look, brah, all
I was trying to do

was clear out my locker.

But sooner or later,

I will be in this
bitch permanently.

Hey, uh, hold up, man.
Can we talk for a second?

I think
I'm cool with that.

What's up?

Um, look, bro, uh...

I've been a real asshole to you.

So I wanna apologize for
being so shitty, you feel me?

I actually figured, bro.

And you know what?

I accept your apology.

Appreciate you, man.

Um...

I don't want no beef, bro.

Real talk. I just...

I really care about Dime.

And I really want what's
best for her, so, get me?

- Yeah, I get it.
- Alright.

Cool, cool, man.

So, um, if you
can do me a favor?

You know, I know you
was talkin' to her.

But if you could, like,
kinda dead that for me,

I'm just trying to get
back what I messed up.

- You feel me?
- Respectfully, my brother?

I can't do that.

Fuck you mean respectfully,
can't do that?

Check this out.
Spade for spade, you heard me?

Dime is a grown-ass woman.

And she can make all of
her decisions on her own.

And honestly?

I feel as if she feelin' me

more than what she
feelin' you right now.

So I think that the
decision is up to her.

Are you--are you
fuckin' serious?

Hold on,
let me get this out,

'cause really, though?

I feel like it might
not be neither of us.

Are you serious right now?

Dead ass serious, bro.

But for real, I think me
and you could be friends.

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! Amp!

- Chill the fuck out!
- What you doin'?

What you doin', bruh?

I don't--

Chill out.

I don't need fucking friends!

Look, look, look, look.
It's cool.

Come on, Amp.
Fuck is wrong with you?

Look, I ain't even
trippin' on this, huh?

'Cause I don't ever want
no problem, you hear me?

I don't want no type of
trouble in this bitch.

Then get your shit and
get the fuck out this bitch,

- you feel me?
- Okay.

Get out!

- Yo, Amp?
- What?

What the fuck is wrong with you?
Get your shit together, man!

♪ Fuck love, I don't
trust these niggas ♪

♪ I'm all about a bag, bruh

♪ And what you doin', how you
movin', it's just sad, bruh ♪

♪ My mama, she a bad
one ♪

♪ Yeah, my mama,
do you have one ♪

♪ I could put it on your granny
I'm the last one ♪

Hey, ladies, ladies, ladies!

You got them dollars ready?

Yeah!

Period!

Well, you're gonna wanna
come closer to the stage

for this one.

Because...

muscles are poppin'.

Skin is glistenin'.

Baby, and the
bulges are bulging!

You all have been waiting
patiently all night, so...

Yes, you have, sweetheart.

So I am happy to
present to you...

the men of Eden!!!

♪ You wouldn't want me

♪ If you thought
I'd never had hoes ♪

♪ Women like men
other women like ♪

♪ That's just something
that everyone knows ♪

♪ Don't forget, I was a fly
nigga when you got here ♪

♪ Charismatic when
you got here ♪

♪ You knew about me
when you got here ♪

♪ Now you trippin',
girl, it's not fair ♪

♪ And you got my
phone in your hands ♪

♪ Questions?
Not again ♪

♪ Why do we do this

♪ When really, the truth is

♪ If I get caught cheating

♪ That don't mean
I don't love you ♪

♪ Just fuckin' them
girls, I was gon'-- ♪

♪ I was gon'--

♪ If I get caught cheating

♪ That don't mean
I don't' love you ♪

♪ Just fuckin' them
girls, I was gon'-- ♪

♪ I know, I know
you ain't gon' let ♪

♪ One little fuck

♪ Mess all this up

♪ Don't let one mistake

♪ Take all this away

♪ Let one little fuck

♪ Mess all this up

♪ Don't let it, yeah

♪ Don't let one mistake

♪ Take all this weight

What's goin' on with you?

Nothing.

Something's goin' on with you.

You've been
messin' up the steps,

walkin' around
looking sad and depressed.

You have to get
yourself together, Amp.

I'm good.

Is this over Dime?

Don't allow a
failed relationship

- to mess up your job.
- No, no, no. Hold on.

My relationship
ain't failed, yeah?

I can get her back,
you feel me?

That ain't the way I see it.

But that doesn't matter.

What I saw was you up there
messin' up those steps.

Now, if Madam saw that,
there'd be hell to pay.

Look, take this as a warning.

Don't let that happen again.

Uh-uh. No, no.

Get your ass on that stage.

Ain't no money to be
made in the locker room.

With such
a late entrance into the race,

you'd think her
numbers would be down.

But so far, the
response has been

overwhelmingly in
favor of Lily Watson.

Don't mess shit up, Tandy.

Fuck you!

Hey, sorry, guys. I just had--

Let me talk to you for a second.

Amp, this--

Give me five minutes, Dime.

Come on, please.

Fine.

Yeah.

You want me to wait for you?

No, I'll come by
after I close up.

You promise?

Bye, Amp.

I'll see you later, alright?

Trouble, you slippin'.

You usually bring
in more than this.

I mean, I could if I was able
to perform at the main hour.

I mean...

Take that up with Madam.

I mean, I tried, but you know

she's not checkin'
for me right now.

Yeah, maybe if you tried shaking
that ass a little harder

during amateur hour,

you might make
some money like us.

Yeah, you think you're
supposed to be bringin' in

what we're bringin' in?
Keep dreaming.

First off, I ain't
no fuckin' amateur.

And second, I got
years in this game,

and I deserve to be in VIP,
and everybody here knows it,

especially more than
your VapoRub-smellin' ass.

Yeah, but you're not.

It's why you're
broke and begging.

Whoa...

Damn, she tryin' to
fight fight, huh?

A little hard.

Let her through.
I'm supposed to be scared?

Come on, Trouble,
don't let them get to you.

You're
right, you're right.

It's cool.

They won't be
talkin' all that shit

when I pull up in
that new Rolls Royce.

Yeah.

Yo, your best revenge
is to get your money up.

- Fuck them niggas.
- You're right.

Guys, come on, come on.

Let's go.

I don't have all night here.

Get in the fucking van!
Let's go!

Thanks, man.

You good?

Yeah, I'm good.

Fuck was that, though?

- I told you!
- Fuck...

Somebody's after me trying
to get me to turn on Madam.

Yeah, I see they're
not lettin' up, either.

I'm sick of this shit!

This needs to end.

Whatever you do,
just don't turn on Madam.

That's all I gotta say about it.

I'm not!

I don't even know enough
to turn on her at this point.

It's what I'm trying
to tell these people.

You gonna be alright?

Yeah, man.

I'm just gonna go home
and get some rest.

- Thanks, 'Night.
- I'll see you tomorrow.

♪ Ain't you sellin'
pussy on your CashApp? ♪

♪ Shut your ho ass up

♪ Bitch, I'm a real-ass boss

♪ My accounts is up

♪ My patience is done

♪ Y'all really fuckin'
with the right one ♪

♪ I ain't got time to check
'bout this and that ♪

♪ And that and this

♪ I'm busy mindin' me and
mine, not hers and his ♪

♪ Or you and yours

♪ I just got the new Porsche

♪ Put some crazy doors
on that motherfucker ♪

♪ Blah, blah, blah, all
you motherfuckers bore me ♪