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(film reel whirring)

(metal clanks)

- [Announcer] Let me-

(person coughing)

- [Announcer] Translate.

(person coughing)

(mellow hip-hop music)

(engine droning)

(siren wailing)

(door slams)

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

(door slams)

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- Thank you, baby.

You are such a gentleman.

- You know me.

(Priscilla giggles) (door slams)

Paying these high-ass percentages every year

is getting kinda old.

I'm gonna need a discount for those years of, uh,

good business.

- You wish. (laughing)

(mellow hip-hop music)

Hey.

They're ready.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

(door clicks)

- [Rico] Let me get that for you.

What? (door slams)

(mellow hip-hop music)

(Kim sighs)

(door handle beeping)

(door creaks)

Oh, thank you.

- [Priscilla] You go first.

(Rico chuckles)

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

- [Rico] Hey, baby, where your peoples at?

I'ma need you to get on the phone and call

or I'm outta here.

- Oh.

Yeah, about that.

Ah.

Don't do it, Rico Cortez.

You could walk away from this.

- Why you talking to me like you the feds?

Oh, you got to be fucking kidding me.

Every fucking, (sighs)

every fucking time.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

All right, so now what?

- So now-

(phone vibrating)

(gun firing)

(heart beating)

(gun clatters)

(gun fires)

- Pussy was dry as fuck anyway.

(zipper whirs)

(dramatic music) (bag pops)

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(Rico sighs)

(phone keys clicking)

(notification beeps)

(phone vibrates)

(dramatic music continues)

(door clicks)

(door slams)

(sirens wailing)

- Just don't bring that shit this way.

This block stay hot.

(sirens wailing)

Rico? What the fuck?

What? Rico, what the fuck is going on?

- Move, move, move- - Are they looking for you?

Okay. Okay, damn. - Just get in.

- Okay.

(door slams)

Okay, damn.

Come on. What's going on?

- Look, I don't know who the fuck they're looking for,

all right?

Now listen.

Oh, fuck.

- All right, I'm listening.

You ain't saying shit.

- Gimme a minute to catch my breath.

- What's that?

- What's what?

(faint dramatic music)

Nothing.

Look, I got some shit to think about real quick,

but T=the gallery's gonna be down for a minute.

- Rico, please tell me that wasn't a re-up

for the shooting gallery.

- Fuck!

- Damn, Rico.

How much you lose?

- Three.

Three fucking pounds.

Now, I don't know how I'm gonna get to R2 court

without this money.

- What the fuck is a R2 court?

That sound like some government shit.

And I owe some people,

especially that have heifer Maye.

- What the hell you talking about?

We got some real problems here.

- I'm only talking about Sally Maye.

What you talking about?

Them sirens you running from?

- Don't worry about that.

That's above your pay grade.

Now, do you know anybody

that can get a hold of three pounds?

- Shit, I don't know nobody with three pounds of weed.

(Rico deeply exhales)

Who set you up?

Was it a bitch?

Yeah, it was a bitch.

Why you be fucking with these lame-ass hoes?

Mm.

You know what?

(Rico sighs)

It sounds like it's about my turn to run somewhere.

Mm-hmm.

I need the money for that "Translate Magazine" cover.

Maybe...

You know, I should just go tell them sirens to come in here.

- Anybody ever tell you you talk too much?

Learn how to keep your damn mouth shut.

Now, help me like I helped you with AJ

and we even.

And get some girls for the performance tonight.

I got some high-end customers coming in,

and I want them taken care of.

Help me clean up this money.

And, remember, you ain't seen shit.

- You mean I'ma clean it up.

- Yep.

- Stupid ass.

- Hell.

Hey, yo, man, what the fuck happened?

Where you at? Where the hell you at?

- [Rico] We got a problem, man.

I was with that stupid blonde from "Translate Magazine,"

the executive I told you about,

and the bitch tried to set me up.

- How?

- [Rico] You know, our usual.

I'm getting the tax money for the year

to keep the gallery open.

I hand over the bread, I wait.

No one's there.

And she tries to stick me up,

so you know what I had to do.

- You get the bread all the way back?

- [Rico] No, after I dealt with shorty,

I get the bag back,

but it was a pop bag.

- Pop bag?

Please don't tell me it was a set up, dawg.

- [Rico] Yeah. Got the fuck up out of there.

Dipped off to the back of the alley

and ran into Kim behind the club.

- Kim?

- [Rico] Listen, I am gonna need her

if we can get this money back in record time.

- Are you gonna tell her it's the money

that you've been saving up for her?

- [Rico] What she don't know won't hurt her.

- You want her to keep the gallery open and work for you

knowing that you ain't got a connection no more?

What type of shit is that?

- [Rico] She can't run the gallery with no product.

Got her modeling contract anyway.

She gave it to me months ago as her modeling agent.

You know, I'll just use it as leverage.

- Shh.

That's cold, bro.

- [Rico] I need you to make it disappear.

And put Kim on the floor,

that should keep her busy.

- All right, man, whatever.

I'll get on it.

- Yo, what's good?

Why you here so early?

I heard about the situation that happened earlier.

- Well, we gonna need you to work extra tonight.

- Okay.

I can put on a little dance, you know,

when I'm giving out my strains.

This new strain I made, oof.

- Nah, Rico need you to work, work the show.

We got some new customers coming in.

- Oh, hold on, hold on.

Now, you know I don't do that.

I'm a much better manager than I am eye candy.

- Nah, you work in the main room tonight.

- How you doing?

(mellow hip-hop music)

- Ooh. How you doing?

- You can go ahead and scan the QR code.

Some of the jars are labeled.

But let me know if you have any questions.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

- Well, since you fucking know everything,

you should have knew it would've been some time

where you show them legs.

- Well, look, I'm glad I got my library card

'cause I'm about to check out.

- Fuck?

Look, I ain't one of these girls

you pick up with your little cheesy lines, all right?

You work in the main room tonight.

Rico's orders. - ooh, special like, you know,

like you? - Ah.

We have a strict no touch policy.

- [Customer] My bad.

You know I be messing up sometimes.

- Seems like the men are always messing up

and we covering it up.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

- Before I leaves, you know,

I would kind of want a little, you know.

- What'd I... (blow thuds)

(kick thuds)

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

(blows thudding)

- You might wanna go check that out.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

(door slams)

- Kimmy. - Cut the shit, Rico!

I'm working the floor now?

- I'ma let you run some plays with Tessa.

As you know, shit's in a weird space for us right now.

- Really?

I said I would help y'all

if you kept the money rolling,

not be one of your little models!

(Will scoffs)

- We can't even use Tessa now

'cause of the shit done went down under your watch.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

- Will, go get Tessa.

Look, I'ma do you a favor.

I'll have Tessa as your bodyguard.

You brought her into the business, right,

so you trust her.

- So what?

She's supposed to be my fucking babysitter now?

That's that sucker shit for real, Rico.

Damn.

(Kim sighs)

Look,

you know I'm good for the work.

Just let me run this one play.

You know I need the money for that contract.

- Just do this one thing,

this one thing, Kim,

and we'll talk.

- So you working or?

- [Kim] I'm working!

(mellow hip-hop music)

- You sure you wanna ride this rollercoaster again?

- I know.

But we need the money and we need it fast.

- Bruh, Kim is a fucking time bomb

that we cannot afford to tame.

- All right, let's see about that.

(Will sighs)

- What you gonna do if she find out?

- If she finds out?

I'll take care of it then.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

Tessa, I need you to get ready

for a performance later on tonight.

Got some big people coming through,

I want them entertained, all right?

Be on standby.

I'ma need you to make some deliveries.

- Okay. You want me to go home and gear up or?

- No, just get ready for your set and I'll let you know.

- Okay. Cool.

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- Rico, she is your responsibility, your problem.

If we lose the three pounds or whatever,

whatever the fuck we got-

- Then it will be my problem

and I'll deal with it.

Why don't you go handle that agent?

Once he's buried in the ground like AJ,

then we can talk about making you

an equal partner or something.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

- Just make sure the next time you grab that,

you ready to use it.

- I had my finger on the trigger.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

(sensual music)

* We finna to make some magic *

* We finna to make some magic *

* It's the plug *

* Plug on the track, yo *

* Baby, you move like water *

* You got these niggas thirsty for you *

* Don't let them other dudes annoy ya *

* I'm 'bout to set this shit in order *

* Mm, I think she know that I like her *

* She says shoot your shot baby I'm on fire *

* She got that fire in her eyes like a lighter *

* It's getting down to the wire *

* I know you feel the energy *

* You can't deny the chemistry *

* I know *

* I know, I know *

* So wrap your hands all around me *

* And rock your body to the beat *

* All night long *

* So come and let me know you're up to it *

* Just a little taste of love *

* Baby, you won't get enough of it, hey *

* I just wanna show you love *

* Come and let me know you're up to it, hey *

* Just a little taste of love *

* Baby, you won't get enough of it *

* Oh, I just wanna show you love *

* So come and let me know you're up to it *

* Whoa, wait a minute *

* These niggas ain't talking 'bout none *

* I can show you something different *

* You can come with me *

* We can build an empire *

* Girl, we winning *

* You got me going deeper and deeper, baby *

* It's how I'm living *

* We ain't got no limit *

(sensual music)

(Kim sighs)

- Kim,

I need you to make a delivery to a high-end client.

It's gonna be offsite.

Take this phone.

If you get in any trouble, call.

If it rings, answer.

- Okay, I got it.

I got it.

- Kim, do this and only this.

All right?

That sound like something you can handle?

- What about that contact with the magazine?

- I told you I got you, all right?

Once you get the money,

I'll make the arrangements.

For now, focus on this delivery

and not fucking it up.

(sensual music continues)

Oh, you can leave.

(sensual music fades)

(mellow music)

(upbeat hip-hop music)

(Kim sighs)

(phone vibrating)

- Hello?

- Kim, we need to talk.

I'm sending a car to get you in 15 minutes.

Be ready.

- Uh, okay.

- Kim, 15 minutes.

- All right. All right.

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(mellow hip-hop music)

- [Will] I don't know exactly what Rico sees in you,

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

but I'm not quite convinced you cut out

for this lifestyle.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

(door creaking)

(Kim sighs)

(Rico sighs)

(Kim clears throat)

- So why are we here?

Tell me about the last transaction.

- Well, ain't shit happen, really.

Your customer was just mad rude

and wanted more than a damn delivery pack.

I don't play that shit,

you know this,

with anybody.

- Wait, wait, hold up.

Didn't I tell you how important this was?

We've already lost too much money.

We can't afford to lose anymore.

(faint upbeat music)

Let me make something perfectly clear.

There is no such thing

as rude customers when it comes to my money.

We make the call,

you make the drop and you leave.

Understood?

- But that- - There are no fucking buts!

(faint upbeat music continues)

We make the call,

you make the drop and you leave.

I don't give a damn what they say.

If there's anything else,

I'll take care of it.

- So what?

I'm supposed to just let these people touch me?

Didn't you say you would never

let nobody hurt me again like AJ?

- Stop bringing up old shit.

(Kim sighs)

You better start learning to take orders.

(Rico sighs)

(Kim sighs)

- Yeah, whatever.

I got you.

- Good.

Tessa, go with her.

- Rico, I'm not no babysitter.

I'm good right here next to you like always,

especially not this hot head.

- Fuck you.

I hired you, I can fire you.

- Bitch!

- Hey!

Get your shit and go with her.

She's your responsibility now.

- Rico.

- Is there a problem?

(faint upbeat music)

(door slams)

- [Rico] Don't say shit, Will.

Not one word.

- Girl, you need to control them emotions 'cause, baby,

you gonna get yourself hurt

or you gonna get me killed.

Look, in this line of work,

you need to control your emotions.

They're already looking at us sideways 'cause we women,

and we don't need to give these niggas

another reason to say shit.

(Tessa chuckles)

And listen,

Rico not gonna let you keep fucking up his money.

I know y'all got a little history.

He said something about you helped him out

and he gonna help you out.

- Girl, you don't even know me like that.

Honestly, you don't even gotta follow me.

All that shit you rapping to me right now, save it.

I'm good, I got myself.

Trust me.

Rico know I know these streets.

I know who to step to

and I know who fiending for attention.

- Nah. You a hot head.

And Rico, he ain't too fond of you.

And Will, he really not fucking with you.

- Girl- - He don't even like

the idea of you making this drop.

- You don't even know me

and neither does Will.

That nigga just taking orders.

And honestly, (chuckles)

if he didn't have that connect with "Translate Magazine,"

I wouldn't even be here.

(Tessa scoffs)

- Listen.

All I know is you need to control them emotions

in order to get whatever you want.

Okay?

- If you know so much,

then why you here with me then?

- Like I said,

you gotta take what you gotta take sometimes.

- What do you want?

- I'll be all right.

I'ma get what I want in due time.

But in the meantime,

we need to go back to my place

so I can get strapped up

and ready for what's 'bout to happen.

- Let's go.

Um, yeah. - My baby is seven.

- [Kim] But- (phone vibrating)

- [Tessa] We were young, so-

- You were 12 years old?

(Tessa laughs)

(phone vibrating)

(Kim sighs)

Hello?

- Go to 15 Avenue.

- All right.

Come on.

(Tessa strains)

(Kim sighs)

Damn.

- What's wrong? Who was that?

- My grandma, man.

We ain't got much family, so I,

I try to look out for her, you know?

My mama always on drugs.

Barely know my daddy.

I just, I feel like I gotta help provide, man.

They're not taking care of these old people

like they should.

- No, I get it.

You gotta take care of grandma.

- [Kim] Yeah.

- Your grandma be cooking, though?

- Girl, what?

Come on.

- My grandma be cooking.

- Well, hey there.

You came back.

(trippy music)

Gallery room?

- [Nick] Yeah. Yeah.

Let's go to the room.

I mean, I mean, the gallery room, yeah.

(mellow hip-hop music)

- Sit.

Hey, I'm Kim.

- Nick.

- Okay Nick, do you have a little wife to get home to?

- Uh, no wife, no kids,

just a regular working guy.

- Mm. Can't go wrong with a hardworking man.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

So what do you do exactly?

(Nick chuckles)

- Um, I'm a photographer.

- Mm, really?

Do you have a One Fan?

- Yeah.

- Gimme your phone.

Maybe you should follow me.

And if you're serious, we can do some work together.

- So you just follow anybody,

you just give them your personal info?

- Only select ones.

Or are you saying you's a creep

and I should back up?

- No, no.

I, I just deal with a lot of dishonest people

in my line of work.

That's all.

- Okay. Well, I hope you're as genuine as you seem.

And based off your lock screen,

it seems like you do photography for magazines.

- Yeah.

It's actually kinda fun.

It's one of the side hustles that I kinda enjoy.

- Mm.

Last time you left me a note.

Why?

- Um, you seem like you have a really good eye

for the camera.

And, um, I have a magazine that I run, and, um,

and I'm looking for really good talent,

like yourself.

(Kim chuckles)

- Just say I'm pretty and you need me,

'cause most men don't come to places like this

unless they have an internal agenda.

- Oh, okay.

You, you're right.

You are beautiful.

And, um,

I could definitely use your talents.

- Thank you.

All right, now,

let's say I do a shoot with you

and I get famous.

- That'd be great.

But, um,

what kinda inside scoop you got

that I should know about?

'Cause I don't have that kind of pull over yet.

Shit, I wish.

You have a, a manager or a hookup?

- Maybe.

But if you take pictures of me,

it'll make the cover.

- I mean, it's gonna take a long while to get you on.

But I feel like we could work something out, you know,

just kind of see what we could start off with.

I mean, who knows?

Might be able to get you signed by a, a big label.

- Oh, well, my cousin already has that handled,

but I am open to suggestions.

- So about that menu?

(mellow hip-hop music)

- Yes.

Yes.

Here you go.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

- Geez, these are really high.

Look, look at these prices.

- Well, if you want the best, you gotta pay for it, right?

You see anything you like?

Anything special?

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

Okay.

I'll be right back.

(Nick deeply exhales)

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

- Okay. I got it.

- Okay. Here you go.

I hope you can call me sometime.

I can see if you're as legit

as you say you are.

- Okay. Yeah.

All right.

I gotta go, so, I, I'll s-

I'll, I'll,

I'll see you.

I'll see you. - Okay.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

(Kim chuckles)

(Kim sighs)

- Damn.

Do you, do you ever think about getting out?

Like, do you really love this shit?

Like, you ain't got no family

or nothing to take care of you?

- Get out.

Girl, you really tripping.

These not the type of people that just let you get out.

And besides, I thought you love this.

- No.

I mean, I just want something different one day.

I was only doing this to get this money

for the meeting,

but that seems damn near impossible now.

Who knew getting $10,000 was gonna be so hard.

I just want the easy life and the exposure

they told me I could have when I was little.

(Tessa laughs)

- You know why.

'Cause you be tripping.

(Kim smacks lips)

For real.

Rico is not gonna let you do them drops,

especially not the important ones.

I'm still trying to figure out Rico and his partner.

- Who? Willy Wonka?

- Girl, Will gets on my nerves.

- When did they get so close anyway?

- Since Will invested in Rico's business.

You know that's why Rico was mad that you lost his pack.

'Cause Will's money was all wrapped up in that too.

Look, Rico ain't never gonna let us just walk away

and he's not gonna give you what you want.

So for now I just say stay focused

and don't get all caught up,

'cause we could get hurt

getting our feelings caught up in this.

I know Rico be keeping you around,

but he can't protect you 24/7,

especially from them motherfuckers

who don't give a damn about you.

So when the time is right,

you gotta put yourself first.

Deal?

(Kim sighs)

- Deal.

(Tessa sighs)

- I'm just trying to figure out

how they keep getting away with killing people.

- Rico keeps you in his back pocket, right?

- I mean, yeah,

but he's hella secretive,

especially around me.

- Well, maybe you should ask Will.

- Okay.

Will do seem like he'll snitch at the wrong time.

- Can we just, like, kill Will?

'Cause I don't think nobody gonna be missing him anyway.

He probably overcompensating for his little wee-wee.

- Girl, what? (phone vibrating)

I'm not even trying to think about that.

Ugh.

(phone vibrating)

- See what I mean?

Yeah.

All right. I got it.

- Drop?

- You already know.

- Was that little wee-wee man?

- But of course.

(both laughing)

Let's go. - Okay.

(Kim sighs)

(suspenseful music)

(engine droning)

(phone keys clicking)

(upbeat hip-hop music)

(line ringing)

- All right. What you got for me?

Okay.

So you know his business operations manager?

I mean, you're close to him, right?

- [Caller] Damn, yes.

- Where you getting this kinda intel?

(upbeat hip-hop music)

Why does that member sound so familiar?

Gimme everything on him.

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

Where you get that from?

(door slams)

- [Will] Rico.

This girl, man.

- Oh, man, not this shit.

- Dawg, she, she...

Why do you trust her so much?

All she's doing is fucking up our drops

with her fucking careless-ass attitude

and her reckless shit.

She gonna cost us a lot of money.

You gonna see.

Think about it.

If we lose this hot community,

all this hot shit is done.

She fucks up, we lose.

You lose big, but we lose.

Plus you know she finna find out about Priscilla.

- [Rico] I'll handle it.

- You keep fucking saying that!

I know she's your cousin, I get it,

but I got money invested too.

We both can't lose.

- Will, stop worrying about that.

Look, I promise you we getting the bread back,

'cause like you said,

it's my money too.

What I need you to focus on

is getting that shit with Priscilla handled

so we can finally be done with that shit.

- This girl is gonna cause us a lot of trouble.

Shit, she already has.

Our buyers don't even want her doing the drops.

She's fucking up the flow of the business, man.

- Yeah? But she also made the most money so far.

- That's only 'cause she got that bag

from that old dude, man?

- [Rico] From who?

- That guy that...

I don't- - You know, it don't matter.

Let me handle her.

You focus on your own shit,

because you still got that thing

with Priscilla to deal with.

Last time I checked,

we still don't have the info on that agent.

Seems like you got a lot of stuff on your plate, Will.

Stop worrying about Kim.

(upbeat hip-hop music)

- Girl, I am starving.

What about you?

- Yes, ma'am, I am.

- Well, you know, they fire up the grill

at the diner at 5:00 AM.

So we gotta be the first to get there

'cause it's swarming with cops and weirdos.

- That's true.

Who? Nick?

- It was late as hell one day

after one of our shifts,

and I ain't think nothing of it.

He was sitting in his car by himself,

but I figured he was just waiting for somebody.

- Probably was. Who knows?

He probably was drunk, child.

(both laugh)

Speaking of him.

He's so handsome.

And he's such a gentleman.

You know, maybe he might be my second option

to get on somebody's cover,

'cause I'm too good not to be-

- Wait. But is he legit?

Like, did he show you his studio?

'Cause you know these niggas be flexing.

- No, he's not flexing.

And yes, he is legit.

He can't control his emotions,

and that's why his pants stay wet.

- Wet, like wet ream wet?

- Like I'm his favorite girl in here,

and he only comes to see me.

(both laugh)

- Okay.

I think he does, though,

only come to see you.

- Yeah.

- So, Cinderella, is this your prince charming,

'cause he's spending good money...

Wait.

Has he even told you what he does?

- Yeah, he's a photographer, but, you know,

he never had a model come in like me

and change his life.

You know what I'm saying?

(both laugh)

- Okay.

Well, he got you fantasizing.

I think this might be a prince charming.

- You know, maybe this would be good for me.

Yeah.

I never had a prince charming quite like him.

And hell yes.

Every time he come up in here,

I can count on a good 700, okay?

Period.

- Damn. - Yes ma'am.

- Okay, my girl on the come up.

(Kim laughs)

Well, look, dinner on you.

- Damn!

You got me again.

Come on.

(both laughing)

- Ooh.

Two is always better than one.

- You again?

- [Tess] Uh-uh. Go away, perv.

(customer humming)

- [Customer] Mm.

- Watch it. (dramatic music)

- Oh, she got a gun.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

- [Tessa] Look, I'm trying to spare

your ass. - One second.

Lemme get my gun.

- Turn your drunk ass around- - Hold on-

- And leave- - Hey, yo, yo.

He got a gun! (gun fires)

(dramatic music continues)

Oh, fuck!

You sh-

You killed him.

- Come on. Let's go.

- Fuck. We gotta get outta here.

Come on.

- [Tessa] He dropped something, I seen it.

(door slams)

- Oh. Whoa, whoa.

Hey, man, what your hoes on?

Slow down. - What's good?

- What the fuck is going on?

- We gon', we just killed somebody in the back alleyway.

- Wait, what?

- Killed somebody?

The fuck you mean you killed somebody?

- Was it a customer?

- No, no, no.

It was, it was a client coming back for revenge.

- What the fuck? - Okay, who the did you kill?

- It was the guy I gave the bag to,

the high profile customer.

- Hey. Are we sure he's dead?

- He is. He, he wasn't moving.

He had- - That does not mean

he was dead.

Rico, get your girl.

(faint dramatic music)

(Rico sighs)

- Will, go get the body and get rid of it, now

(faint dramatic music continues)

- I'ma do it,

but I ain't y'all clean up man when they be fucking up.

Figure it out.

(faint dramatic music continues)

(Will chuckles)

While we on the subject of covering up,

why don't you ask him who Priscilla is

and where is she at?

(faint dramatic music continues)

- What fuck the is he talking about?

- Nothing. Don't worry about it.

- Was that the blood I seen on you when I saw you?

- Told you that was me handling business

above your pay grade.

- Who is Priscilla?

- Who the fuck is the nigga you just killed?

Or did you forget we're still cleaning that shit up?

Got the nerve to be talking about some damn,

"Who is Priscilla?" to me.

- Yes, nigga.

Was that the that was supposed to help me

with my modeling career?

What the fuck am I supposed to do now?

(faint dramatic music)

- You know what?

Yeah, it was.

You see, one thing I don't play with

is my money or my business.

The bitch tried to set me up,

so I took care of that.

- Took care of what?

You ain't take care of shit.

You supposed to take care of me!

I'm your family!

(faint dramatic music continues)

Damn!

- What are you gonna do?

(Kim sighs)

Nothing.

You know why?

'Cause I run this motherfucker

and I got your modeling contract.

Yeah.

Carry off the bitch

before I have to put her in the ground.

Because I look out for my family.

But I think I'm gonna hold it as leverage now.

Kim, you bad for business,

which in turn be fucking up my money.

So you know that 10K you were gonna get,

that exit for this contract?

Yeah, that's coming to me.

Got it?

(faint dramatic music continues)

- I got something for you, lil' cuz.

(dramatic music)

- Checkmate.

(dramatic music continues)

(phone vibrating)

(gentle music)

- Hey, buddy.

What's up?

- Hey, what's up?

- You know, I've been trying to call you

on your One Fan account.

Uh, you still trying to do this shoot or what?

'Cause I got some dope ideas for your cover.

- Yeah, um,

I just been, you know, kinda busy.

If we do the shoot,

what agencies can you submit to?

- Uh. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Um, we can meet up real soon, real soon.

- What? I, I never said I was coming to see you.

I don't even know where your studio is.

Do you even have a studio?

- Sorry, I was actually caught up with something.

Um, yeah, but yeah, I do have a studio.

It's in my apartment.

- Oh, hell no.

See, you trying me like I'm stupid.

And I don't even roll like that.

- Whoa, whoa. No.(chuckles)

No, no, no, I don't,

I don't mean it like that.

Like, I have a studio built in my home.

You know, like with how COVID is right now,

with those property values just skyrocketing,

just constantly going up,

it's the best option for me right now.

- Mm. Sure.

(mellow music)

- How about I send you images of my studio

as well as my work,

and then you let me know what time

you trying to pull through.

(mellow music continues)

- Okay.

- [Nick] Mm-hmm.

- These aren't half bad.

(mellow music continues)

You made all these?

Ooh.

Okay, I love this one.

- [Nick] Right?

(Kim sighs)

- What you doing tomorrow?

- Tomorrow?

I'm free, I'm free.

So, um, what I can do today

is go ahead and get those poses set up,

and then I'll get the studio right.

So soon as you come in we go straight to work.

- Okay.

Well, you better make me look good like these,

'cause I can definitely use 'em for the agency.

- I mean, you already halfway there

as good as you look already.

But yeah, I got you.

We gonna make it look real right.

I'll see you tomorrow then.

- All right.

(mellow music continues)

(Kim sighs)

(thrilling music)

(plastic rustling)

(thrilling music continues)

(plastic rustling)

(thrilling music continues)

(phone vibrates)

(thrilling music continues)

(engine revving)

(thrilling music ends)

(agent sighs)

- Listen.

I don't think this gang, these PCG cats,

is responsible for this.

They're much more calculated,

way smarter than to just kill a FBI agent.

Then to just leave the body lying here

with the same two shots in the stomach?

(agent sighs)

Something else going on here.

- [Agent] Messed up.

(agent sighs)

- Yeah.

I understand how much she meant to you.

We're gonna catch 'em, I promise.

They're gonna get exactly what's coming for 'em.

(agent sighs)

Agent Clark!

I think we got something.

(upbeat hip-hop music)

- Oh.

I know you know better.

You better say your grace.

- God is great. God is good.

Let us think Him for this food.

By His hands we all are fed.

Give us, Lord, our daily bread.

This we ask in Jesus' name.

Amen.

- [Tessa] Amen.

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

Ah.

Girl, stop.

I'm not going to the hospital

because you trying to rush

and get back to Minecraft. (laughs)

Chew your food. - A body who's been

now identified by authorities

as local FBI agent Carl Longley,

who according to fellow officers,

was a struggling alcohol abuser.

A white-tailed deer was seen nearby by a jogger.

The deer seemed to be carrying a human skull.

The skull was later found,

which suggests to authorities

that maybe it was attached to the deceased agent.

That's all we have now.

We'll be following the story closely.

- Okay, monkey,

remember when we talked about always being ready?

- Yes.

- It's time to go to work.

Okay?

(faint upbeat music)

(Tessa sighs)

Fuck.

(faint upbeat music continues)

(Tessa sighs)

Okay, monkey, I love you.

Gimme love.

(faint upbeat music continues)

Get outta here.

(upbeat hip-hop music)

- [Will] Rico.

- So?

(Will groans)

So?

Speak, nigga, damn!

- That bitch is hanging with a cop, an FBI agent!

We gotta, we gotta do something, Rico.

- Wait, wait, wait.

Who? What?

Kim?

- Uh, yeah.

- [Rico] Show me

- [Will] Right here, look.

Look that shit.

- How you know he a cop?

What, you tap into some type of women's intuition

or something?

- No, man. Look, look, bro.

You can tell.

The way he move his legs, the way he,

that's fucking cop behavior man.

Kim customer's an FBI agent.

I don't even think she..

She don't even know it,

if that helps at all.

- Them superstitions gonna get you in trouble, Will.

- No, no.

If Kim is hanging out with an FBI agent,

that's a bad look for us, man.

(mellow music)

- Cop, huh?

- Cop fucking guy.

(Rico sighs)

- I guess if you want something done right,

you gotta do it yourself.

Come with me.

I'm gonna show you how to get some answers real quick.

(upbeat hip-hop music)

- Shit.

(gun firing)

(both straining)

(gun firing)

(gun clatters)

(Rico groans)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(Rico groans)

(gun clattering)

(blows thudding)

(ankle crunches)

(Tessa thuds) (Tessa groans)

(upbeat hip-hop music ends)

Rico, what is going on?

I don't know what- - Shh.

Tessa, your friend,

our friend Kim

has very naughty.

You're gonna tell me who this guy

she's been seeing is

and why she's talking to him.

I know you girls talk about everything.

- I don't know what you- - Uh, uh, uh.

Uh, uh, uh.

What you not gonna do is,

is pretend like you don't know

who the fuck I'm talking about.

- Okay.

All I know is that he's her customer.

He comes in here all the time

and he only ever asks for her.

He pays her well.

I think they got some kind of fling.

And they meet up sometimes,

but I don't know where.

Rico, I promise that is it.

That's all I know.

Please don't hurt me.

- Here's what's gonna happen.

You're gonna help me find them together.

I need to see this for myself.

- Okay.

Whatever you say, just,

just please don't kill me.

- Don't do anything stupid.

Will here is gonna keep a real close eye on you.

He likes the view from the back anyway.

(door creaks)

(phone beeps)

(mellow music)

- [Kim] Hello.

- Hey, girl, what's up?

- [Kim] Girl, where the hell you been?

I done called you like seven damn times.

The hell you been up to?

- Uh, yeah, I just went to the store

and my phone died.

My bad, girl.

- [Kim] Girl, I'm going to the shoot today.

I might need you to take my shift tonight.

- Oh really?

- [Kim] Yes, I guess he ready to be seen

with this fine thing on his arm. (laughs)

(upbeat hip-hop music)

Okay.

- Well, what y'all got planned?

- [Kim] He invited me to the studio,

I just said that.

- His crib?

Um, you want me to go with you just in case?

- [Kim] No, no.

I just made these pictures so I can really get started.

Plus if he tries something...

- Well, um, hey,

did he tell you anything about what he does for a living?

- [Kim] No, but I'll found out that today when we shoot?

- Today?

How long are you gonna be over there?

All night?

- [Kim] Duh, girl. Of course.

This is my chance to finally show these agencies

it's my time.

Have you heard from Rico?

Any updates?

(upbeat hip-hop music)

- Um, hey, uh,

my mom is calling.

Let me call you back.

Uh, you know how she gets when I don't pick up. (chuckles)

- [Kim] Well, call me back, then.

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(Nick sighs)

- Oh, welcome to my home and studio.

Uh, I'm sorry I don't have any food, uh,

laid out for you,

but if you just sit tight for about 10 minutes,

I should have everything set up for you.

- Wow.

This is actually pretty nice.

- Thank you. (laughs)

Um, I haven't been here really long,

but it does the job.

- Hmm.

I bet your girlfriend actually, uh, loves it here.

- Girlfriend? (laughs)

Nah.

It's just, uh,

just me and myself.

- For now.

- What about you?

- Uh, What about me?

Girlfriends?

No, just girls who think they're my friends.

(Nick laughs)

- No, like, boyfriend, you know?

Or maybe like a boy who happens

to be a little bit more than friends?

- Yeah, no.

Um, none of those either.

- Okay, well, maybe that might change for you soon.

Um, did you, uh...

Kim?

- Huh?

Oh my god.

I'm so sorry.

I, uh, totally just zoned out.

What were you saying?

- You good?

Like- - Yeah.

- Everything's okay?

- No. No, no, no.

You know, just regular life stuff.

- Okay. - What were you saying?

- Oh, I was just asking.

Did you bring, like,

an extra change of clothes, like,

just multiple looks?

- Oh, yeah.

Over there in my bag.

- That bag?

- Yes, that bag.

(Nick chuckles)

- It never ceases to amaze me

how y'all able to fit basically a studio apartment

in such a small bag?

- That's because we're always prepared.

We always need things.

And I know what I need

and I'm able to come...

Are you judging me?

- No. No, no, no.

I'm not judging you.

I mean, look at my apartment.

How am I to judge?

- Huh.

Mm.

So, uh, where should I get dressed?

- Uh, right over there.

I pretty much got all the shot designs set up,

so it shouldn't be much longer from now.

- [Kim] Okay, cool.

- [Nick] Coolio.

(car engine droning)

(phone ringing)

(Will sniffles)

- Yo. What up?

Yeah, I'm on it right now.

My baby mother know how to track people

from all the niggas she be fucking with.

She said the lead investigator lives in this area.

(Will snickers)

You know these bitches know how to find niggas

with no whole problem, bro.

- [Nick] Oh.

- What do you think?

(Nick deeply exhales)

(funky music)

- [Nick] Can we get to work?

(Kim chuckles)

- [Kim] Yeah.

* Let's go *

* Tonight *

* Say one *

* I say two * * Tonight *

* I say one, two, three *

* So, baby, tonight is the night *

* That we gonna do what we feel so *

* Don't worry about the current problems *

* Let them go *

* What we gonna do * * 'Cause, baby, tonight *

* Is the night *

* To leave your issues at the door *

* Leave 'em at the door *

* This is safe place *

* Let your body lose control *

* Let it lose control, uh-huh *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight * * Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah *

* Tonight, tonight * * Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Baby, just sit back *

* I'ma get close to you *

* Come here, girl *

* I know that you like that *

* I'ma do what I came to do *

* You gonna have a heart attack *

* When you feel what I'm doing to you *

* You know what it is *

* I'm just doing what I came to do *

* I'ma make you say *

* Ooh *

* Ah *

* Girl, let's I spy *

* I'ma take you on this ride *

* It's gonna make you feel alive *

* Ooh, ah *

* Girl, let's play I spy *

* Ain't nothing wrong *

- Ooh

How do you get the exposure to look that good?

Okay, I'm not gonna lie.

These turned out a lot better than I expected.

(Nick laughs)

- What, you thought it was a rookie or something?

- Well, let's just say I didn't know what to expect, okay?

Hmm.

- You really like using those Bics a lot?

- Hell no.

I just like to smoke.

I got a question.

- [Nick] Okay.

- So let's say you wanna do what you really love

and you need help

but you don't really know how to ask.

- Well, it kind of sounds like the little bit of help

you asking for

means that you're kinda involved with some individuals,

hard for you to live the life you want to?

Kim, I'm gonna be totally honest with you.

I like you, like, a lot.

Not that I ever actually lied

or anything like that,

To tell you the truth,

when you ask me the question

and I tried to answer you, you interrupted me,

so I never really had the chance-

- Okay. What are you saying?

(faint gentle music)

- I'm a cop.

Well, FBI to be exact.

And I don't think that you and Rico

should be leaving a trail

if you're trying to keep quiet.

Kim, look, I know you can help me

and I think I can help you too.

Kim, please stop.

Stop moving.

Look, I don't wanna arrest you,

but I will.

- What do you want?

- You good?

Why you getting all jittery all of a sudden?

This is no big deal, okay?

Like, I just need you to tell me

who these bad people are

that you're involved with, okay?

- I gotta go

- Kim, sit down!

Sit down.

(faint gentle music continues)

Look, I'm not going to arrest you,

but I do know that you know

more than you're telling me.

Kim.

Kim, look at me.

Everything that I've told you,

it's been the truth.

I have never lied to you.

(faint gentle music continues)

Yeah, I get that you've dealt with dishonest people,

but how can I help you

if I can't trust you?

(Kim groans)

- [Kim] Mm, mm, mm.

- Kim,

(Kim sighs)

I'ma tell you something that my mother told me.

Living in a world where some people may never understand

is sometimes the best gift to finding peace.

And I know that you wanna live

better than what you're currently in.

- Oh, so now you can be honest since you need something.

You just like the rest of them.

- "Just like the rest of them."

Look, I know Rico killed agent Priscilla

and now I know who he ran into that night

with all of them Bic piled up by the door.

- Whatever. Am I free to go?

- No!

I'm giving you a golden ticket here,

an opportunity to change everything for you.

(faint gentle music continues)

Rico just didn't kill any agent,

he killed my sister.

So you could either help me

or I'm gonna have to lock your pretty ass up,

and not the way that I want to.

- Did you just threaten my life

and try to compliment me at the same time?

You so damn corny.

(faint gentle music continues)

- Yeah, yeah, whatever.

I hear you. I hear you.

I hear you.

Shit.

The fuck?

I gotta go.

Get the fuck outta here.

(line ringing)

Yo, you won't fucking believe this, bro.

I got both of them.

What you want me to do?

(thrilling music)

- Yo.

(door slams)

(thrilling music continues)

(Kim sighs)

(line ringing)

Tessa, you not gonna believe this shit.

This dude is a FBI agent.

Like, what the fuck?

I can't believe this shit.

(thrilling music continues)

Rico gonna,

Rico gonna kill me when he find out.

It can get really wrong from here.

- [Tessa] Where is he now?

- I just left.

I had to get up out of there

And listen, to make things worse,

the girl that Rico ki- the girl that Rico killed

is his sister.

(thrilling music continues)

(Kim sighs)

I gotta make a plan, a- and you should too,

to get away.

I don't know what's going on

or what's gonna happen,

but I'll be there.

He- Hello?

Tess-

(Kim sighs) (thrilling music continues)

What the fuck?

(thrilling music continues)

- Rico,

I done told you this girl was trouble.

What you gonna do now?

- Well, we are not killing her!

- I ain't saying you gotta off the bitch,

but she's causing problems

for the organization every other week

with her sloppy-ass shit.

You need to decide what's better, family or business.

I ain't saying you gonna off the girl, but damn,

send her on a coffee room or something.

(faint upbeat music)

- We'll put some distance

between Kim and the organization,

(Will sighs)

at least until this shit gets back on track.

It's time to turn the heat up on these motherfuckers.

- [Will] You talking.

- Let these motherfuckers know PCG

ain't nothing to fuck with.

(thrilling music)

Going somewhere?

(Kim groaning)

(blow thuds)

(Rico groans)

(blow thuds) (Kim groans)

(thrilling music continues)

(kick thuds)

(thrilling music continues)

(blow thuds)

(Kim groaning)

Come here.

(Kim groaning)

(blow thudding)

(both straining)

(thrilling music continues)

(blows thudding)

(thrilling music continues)

(Kim straining)

(glass shatters)

(thrilling music continues)

Come here.

(blow thuds)

(Kim snoring) (thrilling music continues)

Now, listen and listen real good.

You causing my organization some problems,

to put it mildly.

Oh, you lucky you my cousin.

I done been killed you.

I guess that's why they say

you don't mix family with business.

- Mama Cheryl would be-

- Mama Cheryl ain't the one

with your life in her hands, is she?

Now, tell me about this cop you've been seeing,

or I can kill you.

- Wow.

You would kill family?

AJ was a piece of shit, that's why I shot him.

Tell whoever!

- Kim, give yourself a chance at redemption.

Your face could be on the cover of "Translate Magazine"

on a wanted poster that reads,

"Have you seen me?"

Tell me about this cop you've been seeing

and where I can find him.

(Rico scoffs)

I guess she made her decision.

(upbeat hip-hop music)

Tessa, you want a promotion?

Get Kim to talk and her 10K buyout is yours.

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(blow thuds)

(Kim groans)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(door slams)

(Kim gasps)

(Kim groans)

(upbeat hip-hop music)

- Um.

Hey, Nick, I know I said not to call me,

but (sighs)

I really need your help.

Um, is your place still open?

(upbeat music continues)

(phone vibrates)

Um. Hey, Nick.

I know I said not to call me,

but (sighs)

I really need your help.

Um, is your place still open?

(phone keys clicking)

(notification beeps)

(Kim sighs)

(door slams)

(Kim sighs)

(pensive music)

(Kim sighs)

(pensive music continues)

(Kim sighs)

(mellow hip-hop music)

(agent sighs)

- So, Miss Mallory,

what information do you have for us today?

- Well, I know y'all been looking

for the PCG game for a while.

I know exactly where you can find 'em right now.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

- And you know this information

because they trust you with it?

You work with them, right?

- Because (clears throat)

I did a few small drops for 'em here and there.

(agent chuckles)

- I'm sorry.

Small drops?

What the fuck is a small drop?

- Rico doesn't trust me to do the big drops like bricks.

Well, not yet, at least.

Only the small drops, like pills,

maybe a few at a time, nothing big.

- So he doesn't trust you, basically.

Well, I can see why.

And what do you expect from us with this information?

- Nick said you could help me.

Is that not true?

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

- Well, that depends on if you can keep your promise

to agent Nick or not.

He's trusting you to bring his sister's killer,

and my close friend,

to justice.

- Nick said I just tell y'all about a PCG gang

and then y'all put me

in one of them witness houses or something.

- So you think you're leaving?

Go ahead, sit tight, young lady.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

Know you didn't kill Agent Carl Longley.

Accidents happen.

But if you don't cooperate,

I'll make your life a lot worse.

(mellow hip-hop music continues)

Hey, Nick.

Nick! - Y- yeah, what's good?

You going or you gonna stare at the screen all day?

If we gonna catch these PCG cats,

we gotta do it now.

Let's go.

Nick! - Yeah, yeah

I, I, be right out.

(upbeat music)

- Rico Cortez, lemme get that off of ya.

(upbeat music continues)

The game is up?

(upbeat music continues)

- You too?

- Dog eat dog.

(Rico sighs)

- You know, I thought blood's supposed to be thicker

than water.

(upbeat music continues)

Whew. Today has shown me a whole lot.

- Today?

You've been blind this whole fucking time.

We ain't family, nigga,

we just cousins by marriage.

That don't mean shit!

(upbeat music continues)

- So what you gonna do now?

- What? What am I going to do?

- Yeah. - I ain't doing nothing.

You finna open that door.

Your ass going to jail.

I'm not getting locked up

for this dysfunctional-ass family.

(Rico scoffs)

(upbeat music continues)

- So what's gonna happen?

You gonna turn me and what?

You gonna run shit?

(Rico laughs)

Nah, nigga. Not you.

You ain't nothing but number two-ass nigga.

You always have, you always will be.

You can't run shit.

Nigga, you clean up my shit.

You gonna get everything you deserve.

- I deserve all of this shit.

It's been me since day one.

All you been doing is handing out orders.

I clean up every fucking thing.

I'm tired of you

and I'm tired of that bitch.

(upbeat hip-hop music)

- Remember the last time you said,

"Next time you pull your gun on me,

you better be ready to use it"?

- Yeah.

- Yeah. (gun fires)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(Nick sighs)

- Left my keys damn on the desk.

Damn.

(dramatic music)

(door creaking)

(dramatic music continues)

(Nick laughs)

- Love you for that.

(Rico strains)

- Heard you were (indistinct) motherfucker.

Come here.

(both straining)

(gun fires)

(gun clatters)

(both straining) (dramatic music continues)

(blow thuds)

(glass shatters)

(dramatic music continues)

(furniture clattering)

(blows thudding)

(table clatters)

(dramatic music continues)

(Nick groaning)

(dramatic music continues)

(blow thuds)

(both groaning)

(dramatic music continues)

(both straining)

(blows thudding) (dramatic music continues)

(both straining)

(blows thudding)

(gun firing)

(dramatic music continues)

- Okay.

(dramatic music ends)

All right, Kim.

I got a pretty good I idea you wanna save yourself?

Cooperate, we make and get you outta here.

We, as in agent Nick and I.

- But where's Nick?

- Rico already know we have you.

He's out there.

If he ends up getting to you, well.. (chuckles)

You know how he is, right?

- So what are you saying?

Y'all can't help me?

- That depends on what you call help.

If you help us, we help you.

(Kim sighs)

Where's Rico, Kim?

- I don't know.

I'm in here.

I'm better out there to help y'all find him.

Okay.

I'll tell you all the places I know.

Gimme a paper, I'll write it down.

(Kim sighs)

(Kim sighs)

(mellow music)

(car engine droning)

(upbeat hip-hop music)

Nick, um, I'm realizing

that you gonna get me fucking killed.

This man don't seem like just the walk-away type.

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

- Pick up, pick up, pick up.

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

- Hello.

- Hey, Nick.

I'm here. Where are you?

- Okay. I'm coming.

Just stall from me.

- What do you mean real quick?

You're supposed to be here right now.

- I know, I know.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'll beat in like 10 minutes.

- Listen, this is supposed to be my last hurrah

just to clear my name.

Come on, let's get it over with.

- Okay, I'm, like, four minutes away.

The GPS says seven.

I'm pretty sure I could get there much short.

- You said that if I did this quick job,

you would help me from getting audited

for that PPP role.

- Have I ever let you down, sis?

- But he does not seem to be the walk-away type.

- Okay, I'm like two minutes away.

Just keep stalling for me, all right?

- All right.

Since you said that you're right around the corner,

I will see you soon.

But please hurry and fucking get here.

(Priscilla sighing)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(gun fires)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(gun fires)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(door slams)

(Kim sighs)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(door creaks)

- I know it was you who unburied AJ.

(engine droning)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(car door slams)

(car door slams)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

- He's gonna kill her.

- [Nick] I got him. (gun fires)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

- Shit!

Fuck!

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(keys jangling) (door slams)

(engine sputters and revs)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

(engine revving)

(upbeat hip-hop music continues)

- Damn it.

(Nick sighing)

(gentle music)

(car horn honks)

(line ringing)

- Hello?

Did you get that fresh start you were looking for?

- Yeah.

- Good.

Well, I hope you do something with it.

So, I found my sister's killer.

She was a,

she was a great mother of four:

two boys, two girls.

She did everything she could

to really get them through.

You know, I really hope that cover sets you free.

- Yeah.

Now I can finally get my career started

with some new business opportunities.

- Oh, (chuckles)

and your boy Rico,

didn't he have like a magazine or something

that you was gonna be on the cover of?

Is it "Translate"?

Yeah.

So, now that he's dead,

there's nobody owning you anymore?

- Maybe,

but I'm no longer working in the dark.

(door slams)

(upbeat hip-hop music)

(funky music)

* Let's go *

* Tonight *

* Say one *

* I say two *

* I say one, two, three *

* So, baby, tonight is the night *

* That we gonna do what we feel so *

* Don't worry about the current problems let them go *

* 'Cause, baby, tonight is the night *

* To leave your issues at the door *

* Leave 'em at the door *

* This is safe place let your body lose control *

* Let it lose control *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight * * Yeah, yeah, yeah *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight, Tonight * * Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight * * Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Tonight, tonight *

* Tonight *

* Baby, just sit back *

* I'ma get close to you *

* Come here, girl *

* I know that you like that *

* I'ma do what I came to do *

* You're gonna have a heart attack *

* When you feel what I'm doing to you *

* You know what it is *

* I'm just doing what I came to do *