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♪ Ooh, Funarios ♪

♪ Wow, that's crazy ♪

(sensual hip-hop music)

- Oh, oh.

- [Twan] Oh, shit. - Oh, yeah, Daddy.

- Yeah, I'm tearin' that shit up, man.

Come on, say my name. - Yeah, oh, Twan.

- [Twan] Man, say that shit again.

- Oh, oh, Twan.

- [Twan] Yell that shit, girl!

- Oh, oh, oh, Twan! Yeah, oh, yeah, baby.

- Take that shit.

- [Mariah] Yeah, oh, so good, baby.

- What's my name? - [Mariah] Oh, Twan.

- Man, say my name.

- Ah, Twan! Oh, oh, oh, fuck me good, Daddy.

Yeah, baby. Oh! Yeah, tear this fuckin' pussy up.

- You like it, don't you? - Yeah, baby.

Can you just take it from the back a little, please? Baby.

- Oh, sit down, sit down. You tryin' to be done already?

- [Mariah] Baby... - You know what that do to me.

- Please, baby, please?

- Okay. - Okay!

Yeah, come on baby, come on baby.

Oh, oh, yeah, oh

- Shit.

- Oh! Oh, yeah, baby.

- Oh, God. Oh, God - Ooh, good, baby. - Shit, ah.

(Twan groaning)

- What the fuck was that? What the fuck?

- [Twan] What'd you say, baby?

- Oh.

It was so fucking fire, baby.

So fire.

- Mm, I know. I was tearin' that ass up.

- Yeah.

- You don't sound too convincing.

You better stop... uh-uh. - Baby can I...

- You act like I didn't just have your ass screamin'

my name all over and over and over.

- Twan. Baby, can I ask you a question, please?

- Yeah, sure.

- Have you ever thought about us, like,

spicing things up a little bit?

Like, have you ever envisioned me with another girl?

Or maybe, like, some toys, things like that?

Or we could just have a little...

Babe, come on, are you walking away?

- Yes, I'm walkin' away, Mariah,

'cause I already know where you tryna go with this.

- Come on.

- Why do you feel like we need so much up in the bedroom,

when you know I satisfy you every time?

And let's be real,

you know good and well you not tryna share all this good D.

- This nigga is fuckin' bullshit.

(sensual hip-hop music)

(phone ringing)

- [Kia] Not you callin' when I'm tryna work out.

- Key word - tryin'.

Bitch I know you ain't doin' nothin, stop.

- [Kia] You know, you have always been my biggest hater.

- Girl, I need to vent.

- [Kia] Let me guess,

Twan's ass ain't puttin' it down again?

- Girl, this shit is literally getting out of hand, Kia.

I love him, like, girl, I'm trying, I'm really trying,

but, this nigga just cannot take a hint.

- [Kia] Yeah I'm sure all that moanin'

and screamin' you be doing ain't helping.

Bitch, you need to be more blunt, like me.

- Alright. More blunt like you.

Well then what the hell do you suggest I say,

Miss I-Know-Everything?

- [Kia] Simple. "Twan, the sex is trash, do better."

Like, what's so hard about that?

- Absolutely not. Kia! That is my man, girl.

I'm not tryna hurt his feelings.

- [Kia] Look, the truth hurts sometimes,

and telling him the truth is way better

than letting him run around out here being delusional.

I mean, or you could just cheat.

(Kia giggling)

- Stop. Stop. Kia, for real, we've talked about this, girl.

You know I would never do that.

I'm loyal, I would never do that, Kia, come on.

- [Kia] Yeah, you a loyal,

dissatisfied, horny-ass bitch.

(Kia laughing)

- I fucking can't stand your,

you are fuckin' messy as hell,

I can't stand you, bitch.

- [Kia] Well look, bitch,

you called to vent and get advice, right?

So either you can take it... - Right.

- [Kia] Or use your own judgment.

Gotta go. Love you.

- Love you too, girl. Bye.

(sensual hip-hop music)

(Mariah sighs)

- So you tryna tell me that you havin' a man

is stopping you from givin' me your number?

- Please, I mean, you fine and all,

but I gotta be faithful to my man.

- No, what you need is somebody like me in your life.

(Bria laughing)

You need personal training.

- I mean, I do actually.

- Mm. Mm, see, there you go.

- My name is Bria, by the way.

- Nice to meet you, Bria.

My boy. What's up, homie?

- Yeah, nothing much. You tell me.

- Actually me and my friend is gonna go get some drinks

later if you guys wanna join.

You know you can talk about training me.

- Mm, yeah, that's a bit. You down bro?

- Yeah, I'm down. Do your friend look like you, though?

- Oh baby, she's my twin except her booty is just bigger.

(Bria giggling)

- Count me in.

- Alright, so I'll see y'all later?

- Hell yeah. - Okay.

- So you a trainer now?

- Yeah bro. I'm about to train every one of her hoes.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa... - Get around my...

- Nigga, I got you, I got you. I got you.

But you really need to slow down, bro.

- Slow down, bro? That's five numbers this week.

And shawty got a whole man, too.

Man, these broads ain't worth nothing'. None.

- Goddamn. How you keep up with all these women anyway?

- Bro, I keep all my women on a schedule, dog.

I know you ain't talkin, nigga.

- Hold on.

- I might have one or two little side pieces,

but I'm glad I got my ride sprung,

'cause she is enough stress for me as it is.

- I mean I might commit someone one day,

but she would have to know

that I'm gonna do what I wanna do.

- And you know that's exactly why

you gonna be single for forever, man.

You don't know how to play the game.

Like, but then again man, I ain't gonna lie,

Mariah been stressing me out, dog.

You know she keep on asking me about threesomes

and bringing women to the bedroom and BS type.

- Threesome? Nigga, you lucky as shit.

I mean, you already got all the women lined up.

All you gotta do is pick one.

It might not be a bad idea, bro.

- I know you didn't just consider that, bro.

First of all, I'm not into stuff like that.

Secondly, I'm not gonna share my future wife with no man,

or no woman.

- All I'm saying is, bro, threesome. Mm.

It's not every day that a woman ask a man for a threesome.

And plus you might not be satisfyin' her the way

that you think you are. - [Twan] Whoa.

- You really might want to consider it.

- Oh my God. Now here you go.

Mariah is fully satisfied,

'cause I know what I'm doing in the bedroom.

Second of all, let's be real.

You know that these women be cappin', dog.

- Look you my homie, man, so I'm gonna say it like this.

Women, they get bored easy, bro.

If you know your girl like you say you know her,

you ain't got nothing to worry about.

But don't give her the opportunity

to go nowhere else looking for some fun.

- Look, man.

You can say that if you want to and that's cool.

But I know that Mariah is in love with me,

and she not going nowhere, bro.

I'm not worried about that.

Now can we get a real workout in?

♪ It's been a long time comin' ♪ - Go.

♪ They ain't cut from my cloth, they tuggin' it ♪

- Threesome. Man, y'all are trippin'.

♪ It's been a long time comin' ♪

♪ They ain't cut from my cloth, they tuggin' it ♪

♪ Puttin' up numbers ♪

♪ It's just me and you ♪

♪ Some strawberries, chocolate syrup, and juice ♪

♪ Girl, you know I know just what to do with it ♪

♪ Put your phone up, girl, there ain't no use for it ♪

♪ You ain't gon' make it back to work ♪

- Okay.

♪ Girl, one day I'll fi never ever hurt nobody ♪

♪ I just need to tell 'em I'm tryin' to work your body ♪

♪ Girl, I been longin' just to kiss you right here ♪

♪ And touch you right there ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't seen you in a minute ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't seen you in a minute ♪

♪ You've been on my mind, round and round ♪

♪ I can't wait to please you ♪ (Mariah moaning)

♪ I've been playing along with that body ♪

♪ Show me you're naughty, naughty, naughty ♪

♪ Girl it's been too long, I just want to see you naughty ♪

- Ooh, yeah, oh ♪ Naughty, naughty, naughty ♪

(Mariah moaning)

♪ And baby when you... ♪

(phone ringing) Fuck!

This nigga won't let me get off for shit. Damn!

Fuck, man.

- [Twan] Hey, boo.

- Hey baby. (Mariah sighs)

- Shit, what you got goin' on?

- Nothin', just missing you.

- Oh really? I miss you too.

- When are you coming home?

- No, that's actually why I called you.

Me and Dante, we gonna catch the game at the bar,

so I'm gonna just eat there.

- Alright, well I'll, I'll be waiting for you.

- That's a good girl. I'll see you in a little bit.

- I love you. - I love you, too.

- Oh, my future man love his girlfriend.

- Girl, shut up.

- Damn, I was just playing.

- Man, let's forget all that. Y'all ready to have some fun?

- [Both] Hell yeah!

- Right about that. - Come on, let's go, bro.

(sensual hip-hop music)

(Mariah moaning)

- Oh, fuck. Oh.

(Mariah sighs)

Fuck it.

(Mariah sighs)

(phone ringing)

(phone vibrating)

- [Twan] Hurry your ass up, girl.

- Okay, baby. Oh, this my girl, hang on. Hello?

- Hey, girl. What you doing?

- Girl, about to pour me up a few cocktails

and get my back blown out.

Lorenzo is here, baby.

- Lorenzo, are you serious?

I, friend, I thought we talked about this.

Didn't we say we were done with him? Right, or wrong?

- Girl, him maybe, but that dick, absolutely not.

I don't think I'm ever letting that go, girl.

- Ya dumb. You are dumb. (Mariah laughing)

- Well, at least I know I will have nutted about three,

four times before the night is over with.

Do you remember what that is? Or do I need to remind you?

- Shut up! Oh my God.

- Don't be a hater.

- Fuck you, Kia. Seriously. Fuck you.

- Bye!

You ready, baby?

(sensual hip-hop music)

(Mariah yawns)

- The fuck? Twan! Jesus, you gotta be fuckin' kidding me.

(phone ringing)

- Babe. Babe. - Hmm?

- Your phone. - Hmm?

- Your phone. - Hm-mm.

- Your phone ringing.

- My phone? Oh, shit.

Morning, babe.

- Don't good morning babe me. Twan, where the fuck are you?

- Just chill out. I just crashed at Dante's house.

I ain't want to drive.

I ain't wanna drive home after I had been drinking.

- Nigga, you couldn't have called me?

I was worried about you. What the fuck?

- It was late. I knew you probably already be sleeping.

And besides, let's be real,

you know how annoyed you get when I call you when I'm drunk.

- Yeah, whatever.

- I'm about to be on my way home.

I still gotta shower and stuff before work.

- Okay. All right, Twan.

- Baby?

- Yes, Twan.

- Can you make me breakfast before work?

You know I can't get my day started without your potatoes.

- Alright, alright. I got you. I got you.

- I'm on my way.

- [Mariah] Bye.

(Twan exhales)

- Where you going?

- Shawty, you just heard this whole conversation.

I'm finna go home.

- So you just gonna leave

without giving me that morning dick?

That's crazy.

- Oh, so you want to take care of that for me?

- Hell yeah I'm trying to take out the rest

of my frustration out on that dick.

- Well show me what you talking about then.

- Hey baby.

- Hey babe, I thought you would've been at Pilates by now.

- Oh, no, no, no,

I wanted to make sure I made you some breakfast,

so I could just take a later class, that's okay.

- Man, you ain't have to do that, babe.

I appreciate it, though.

- Yeah, I know. I wanted to do it. It's okay.

Baby?

Look at this, baby.

- Pussy? At 10:00 AM?

- Well my nigga didn't come home last night,

so I had to take care of myself.

Baby, come on. Doesn't this look like fun?

- I ain't gonna cap Mariah,

if you keep on bringing up this lesbian shit,

I'm gonna start thinking that you gay.

- Shit, maybe I am, Twan.

Most niggas would fucking like that.

Babe I'm not trying to be disrespectful

or anything like that,

but things are getting kind of dry, babe.

Baby.

Come on, don't you think we should do something,

to like have a little more excitement, right?

Don't you think that would be fun? Hm?

- So now my dick game dry now. - Oh my God.

- That's a cue for me to... - Oh my God.

-... walk.

- That's why I can't fuckin' talk to you about shit.

It's every time, Twan. Every time.

- You wanna talk, Mariah? - Yes!

- Alright, fuck it, let's talk.

- Okay. Please.

- I'm getting really sick and tired of you doing this shit.

This freaky shit ain't you.

And that's not why I got with you.

I got with you 'cause you are a good girl.

Now this is what the fuck is gonna happen.

You gonna stop bringing up this stuff. We not sharing shit.

And you don't need any toys

when your pussy curves on my dick every fuckin' time.

I'm going upstairs to shower,

and I mean it when I say don't bring this shit up again.

(sensual R&B music)

(Mariah gasping)

- [Woman] Mariah. (Mariah moaning)

Mariah. - [Mariah] Oh, baby.

- [Twan] Mariah.

- [Mariah] Baby, why don't you come join us?

- [Twan] Mariah?

(Mariah moaning)

Man, Mariah, damn! Don't you hear me calling you?

- What, Twan? Damn!

Always fucking interrupting something.

What do you need? Huh?

I thought you were supposed to be in the shower!

- Well, clearly I needed something.

Now I'm just standing here wet and cold.

- What do you need Twan? Huh? What?

What do you need that is so imperative.

What do you need? Huh?

- Can you get my phone off the counter for me?

- You couldn't have got that when you got out? Yourself?

- I need my music. You know?

Get in the mode, get in the mood.

Appreciate you! Love you.

Oh, fuckin' wet!

(Mariah screaming)

- Shit! - [Twan] What?

- Nothing!

Fuckin' limp dick mother fucker.

(upbeat hip-hop music)

Who the fuck is Asia?

Oh, whoo.

I had so much fun with you last night and this morning?

The fuck?

Fucking Twan. Twan!

- Babe, when you get my phone,

can you put it on the shower playlist?

- [Mariah] Twan!

- Yeah?

- Who the fuck is Asia?

(water running)

(sensual hip-hop music)