P-Valley (2020) s01e06 Episode Script
Legacy
1
LIL' MURDA: Oh,
so you gon' act like you forgot
what happened last week on P-Valley?
Forcing deserving folk
off their property
is not a way to run a city.
Auction's only two weeks away,
and your ass is gon' be on the block.
You everybody punk, from what I heard.
LIL' MURDA: Nigga, you is dead to me!
Somebody danced in my place?
LAUREN: Yeah, they called her M-I-
- crooked letter- crooked letter
- Oh!
Somebody done posted a
video of me from last night.
Your vajayjay done went viral, girl.
MERCEDES:
You don't know Patrice Woodbine.
She stole from me.
- [YELLS]
- [ALL SHOUTING]
All the money I had stashed up
in the church building fund,
she used it for her own fucking church.
It was the only way I
could get Terricka back.
PATRICE:
You need to leave Terricka with 'Shelle.
Need to let somebody take you on
up out this office for a minute.
Where you gon' take me?
[BABY FUSSING]
Oh, fuck.
- I'ma go talk to her. I'll go talk to her.
- Let me handle her.
My wife went missing the
day Hurricane Drake hit.
I'll get my deputies to put up
some flyers around town quick-fast.
What do you mean I'm not
allowed any more transfers?
Apologies, Miss Savage,
but our records show
that you've done over
ten in the past few days.
I can run you ten stacks
by the end of the week.
- What I gotta do?
- We gon' need IDs.
MERCEDES: I know this man
named Mane that can hook us up.
- How many you need?
- Ten.
Okay.
[MEGAN THEE STALLION'S "HOT GIRL"]
♪
Yeah, yeah ♪
I put that 15-0-1
chain around my neck ♪
And now it's lit, ay ♪
All the hot girls make it pop,
pop, pop ♪
Bad bitches wit'
the bag say "ah-ya-ya" ♪
If he ain't talking 'bout no money,
tell him "bye, bye, bye" ♪
And if you see a mad hoe,
tell her "ha-ha-ha", hey ♪
Don't get mad, hoe, get a bag, hoe ♪
Don't get mad, hoe, get a bag, hoe ♪
Don't get mad, hoe, fuck a broke hoe ♪
Don't get mad, hoe, get a bag, hoe ♪
Spicy, pricey, neck and wrist icy ♪
Bitch, it's moneymaking Megan,
hoe, get like me ♪
I rode it, a soldier ♪
A hot girl, he want it, uh ♪
Pull up in that Masera',
getting' top on lock ♪
They still tryna find
a thang that I can't do ♪
I told her "If you go against me,
you a damn fool" ♪
But keep talkin' 'bout me,
bitch, that's all you can do ♪
But keep my cat up out ya mouth
'cause that's ya man food ♪
All the hot girls make it pop,
pop, pop ♪
Bad bitches with the bag say
"ah-ya-ya" ♪
If he ain't talking 'bout no money,
tell him "bye, bye, bye" ♪
And if you see a mad ho,
tell her "ha ha ha" ♪
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
Down in the valley ♪
Where the girls get naked ♪
If you throwin' bands ♪
Then you know she gon' shake it ♪
One, two, break 'em ♪
Three, four, rake 'em ♪
These niggas grind hard ♪
But these bitches grind harder ♪
Climbing up the pole just
to get out the bottom ♪
The crowd below ♪
Stay ready for the show ♪
The pimps, the dough ♪
Don't let it take your soul ♪
We make fallin' on the sky look easy ♪
Look at my bitches ♪
Gangsta walking on the ceiling ♪
Green on the flo' ♪
Money talk, can you hear me? ♪
This world is so addicting ♪
But dreams is expensive,
keep spending ♪
Work hard for the top,
can't fall now ♪
But whatever goes up must fall down ♪
What you do when the power out? ♪
Kids hungry, can't do nothin'
but scream and shout ♪
We all choose to live
but it's different routes ♪
Take the shit with shine,
gotta make it count ♪
When you live and die
by the paper route ♪
You spend a dime
just to make it out, yeah ♪
Down in the valley ♪
Where the girls get naked ♪
If you throwin' bands ♪
Then you know she gon' shake it ♪
One, two, break 'em ♪
Three, four, rake 'em ♪
♪
[TENNIS BALL BOUNCING]
[RACKETS THUNKING]
'SHELLE: Oh, okay.
[GRUNTS]
Terricka, just give it
a little flick of the wrist.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
[SIGHS]
Hey.
Yeah, she doing good.
You look good out there.
- [SCOFFS] Stop lying.
- Uh, excuse me?
Don't make me jump over this fence.
Show some respect for your mama.
You couldn't even be my mama for,
like, one weekend.
I know you was supposed
to come over last weekend,
but things went sideways a bit.
I saw you on the Chucalissa news.
Yeah.
Well, despite my lil' detour,
you best believe I'ma do exactly
what I gots to do to
get right back on track.
That's what you always say.
Look, I know my gym not happening,
like, right-right now,
but maybe 'Shelle'll let you
come back on the team.
- I don't wanna come back.
- But why?
You love dance.
No.
I just love being around you.
- You said three months ago
- [SIGHS]
that you was gon' talk to 'Shelle.
You been sayin' it and sayin' it,
that one day, I'ma come live wit' you.
- It's gon' happen.
- When?
'SHELLE: Everything all right over here?
TERRICKA: Yes, ma'am.
Terricka, go on back to your lesson.
- But, Ma
- 'SHELLE: Don't "but, Ma" me.
Get back over there.
Child have any idea how
much Serena made last year?
Mercedes, what you doin' here?
She ain't return any of my textses.
So you thought bum-rushin'
her tennis lesson
was a good idea after
you wound up in jail
the first weekend you
supposed to spend with her?
'Shelle, you know Patrice Woodbine.
I know she be trying it,
but you out here on the news
fighting like a lowlife,
and Terricka can't be part of that shit.
'Shelle, please, I got a room
made up for her and everything.
Look, sometime a mama gotta
learn how not to disappoint.
I can't tell you how many
times I've had to get that girl
up off the bathroom floor
every time she hears,
"Mercedes not gon' make it today, baby."
I can't keep watching you
hurt my lil' girl.
[SCOFFS] Your lil' girl?
Funny.
I do remember pushing
her out my coochie.
Cortez probably rolling
over in his grave.
Cortez ain't rolling nowhere
'cause I burned his cheating ass up.
Don't come round here talking
'bout what her daddy might do,
'cause he just ashes
in an urn on a mantel.
I'm the one that's alive.
I'm the one you need to deal with.
I'm the one who's got custody.
All I'm saying is that
she actually my blood,
and I ain't gon' let her down,
come hell or high water.
[CAR HORN HONKS]
Look, I'm finna go.
My Uber been waiting.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Then go get your chariot,
but you just remember
you gotta prove to a
judge that you ready,
but, most importantly,
you gotta prove it to me.
So you go have a blessed day.
[GRUNTS]
Okay, okay.
♪
[DOOR SLAMS]
[SIGHS]
- What?
- I didn't say nothin'.
Bitch, even when you quiet,
you stay doin' the most.
You a tennis coach now?
- Bitch! Oh, this cute.
- AUTUMN: [CHUCKLES]
Can it actually kill people,
like your dead baby daddy widow?
I got it since we rolling
with this damn money.
- Let's get to the next drop.
- Okay.
I'ma ask Mane to get us some more IDs.
You can be Thelma, and I'll be Louise.
[LAUGHTER]
It's whatever, it's whatever ♪
It's whatever down South, hoe ♪
It's whatever,
it's whatever down South, hoe ♪
Kami Kaze niggas,
what we do ain't hard ♪
It's whatever,
it's whatever down South, hoe ♪
Kami Kaze niggas,
what we do ain't hard ♪
Look at you looking all,
like, krispy, baby Regal.
We just won't tell Daddy
how much they cost.
- No, we won't.
- [BABY COOS]
No, we won't.
Oh, yeah.
[BABY COOS, CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
You late.
Look, I don't know what you think
you saw the other night
but if you think you 'bout to bribe me,
you got another thing coming.
I don't even know what you talkin'
'bout right now.
[CHUCKLES]
Actually, I brought you here
'cause I got a question for you.
How, like, serious are you
about this music thing?
[BABY COOS]
Somebody linked it to my
'Gram this morning.
"Today's WorldStarHipHop fitness
girl of the day is @MissCrookedLetter
"going HAM on the pole to a fresh track
by rapper Lil"
Hold up.
Mu'fuckin' WorldStarHipHop, man?
- Yeah.
- I'm glowin' the fuck up.
Mm! I'ma shoot this over
to Woddy and them.
What? For what?
Who Woddy gon' slide it on to?
He ain't got no connections.
He's just some weird-ass nigga
who grew up in a funeral home.
- He my manager.
- What he managin'?
You only got, like,
five pictures on your page, no tweets.
You ain't got no brand and no base
at least not yet.
You wanna know how many
folks started followin' me
since the video made the rounds?
Get the fuck outta here.
There's something magnetic about a man
with a masterpiece on his arm.
Folks find out you booed
up with a Dirty Delta dime,
they ain't gon' know what to do.
What, you tryin'
to be Keyshia Ka'Oir to my Gucci Mane?
Yuh.
Bitches gotta wanna fuck you,
and niggas gotta wanna be you.
Ooh.
I likes that line.
I'ma throw that in my next joint.
Well, credit the right person.
That's Uncle Clifford's line, not mine.
Hmm.
This been goin'
for a Mississippi minute.
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout.
Black girls don't bruise.
Yeah, they do.
So we gon' build
on this momentum or what?
'Cause, you know, as fast this shit hit,
fast as it can go away.
What your man gon' think?
He gon' be cool with it.
He ain't got no choice but to be.
Aight, then.
Whatchu got in mind?
What's yo' selfie game like?
[BOMBASTIC MUSIC]
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]
♪
- [BABY CRIES]
- Mm, it's okay, baby.
[BOBBY WOMACK'S
"I CAN UNDERSTAND IT" PLAYING]
WOMACK: You know,
everybody works out of their own band.
Can you understand that?
I can understand that.
♪
[SIGHS]
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
I can understand it ♪
Something sweet as a candy bar ♪
- I can understand it ♪
- My girl in need ♪
That's what you are ♪
And I ♪
I can understand it ♪
Tell me one more time ♪
Jack and Jill ♪
- [CELL PHONE CHIMES]
- Going up the hill ♪
- I can understand it ♪
- Storybooks and fairy tales ♪
- Oh, oh, I ♪
- I ♪
- I know you can understand it ♪
-
- [CELL PHONE CHIMES]
-
- But if our love get to be anything but this ♪
-
I start not to feel your sweet,
warm, and tender kiss ♪
Tell me how ♪
Could you respect me
or understand it, baby? ♪
- Yeah ♪
- Ow! [GIGGLES]
Can you understand that? ♪
Ha!
♪
Oh.
♪
Something cool but not too cold ♪
Girl, you gotta give to get,
you know? ♪
Nigga, where you think you goin'?
- To the kitchen.
- Oh.
I can understand it ♪
Come on.
Dance witcho Gran Muva!
♪
Whoo!
Come on, baby.
♪
[LAUGHS]
No, no, no, no, no ♪
No, I can't understand it ♪
[CHUCKLES]
I know sometimes ♪
- Ooh, all right, now.
- [LAUGHS]
Folks wouldn't know you was blind.
[LAUGHS]
I don't need no eyes,
child, to cut a rug.
[LAUGHS] I just needs my feets.
Mm-hmm.
And I hold off on that sugar,
I keeps my feets.
- [LAUGHS]
- What you said.
Oh, I remember
when James Brown came
on down to the joint.
Whoo! He thought he was somebody,
but soon as he showed up, I showed out!
- [LAUGHS]
- So you trying to tell me you done out-danced James Brown?
Now, I don't know if that's
a tall tale or a lie.
- Ooh, wait a minute, now.
- [SHOUTS]
- You tried it. You tried it.
- Oh, help me up.
Oh, yeah.
See, them girls you got
working down at The Pynk
think they doing some shit,
but they don't know
folks been dropping it like
it's hot in that spot
[CHUCKLES] since before they mamas
and daddies was even thought of.
Come on, now, baby, hand me my blunt.
[SIGHS]
Whoo, hey.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah, baby.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Mm-hmm.
♪
You know, they say
weed bring back your sight.
♪
It don't,
but it sure as hell make you forget
you ain't got it.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
You want some of them
neck bones I cooked up?
- No, I ain't hungry.
- What's they name?
- Who name?
- That nigga, owl. -
- Mind yo' bitness.
- Your bitness is my bitness
No, the bitness
you need to be worrying about
is this damn club you
done saddled me with.
Oh, shhii There you go again.
What
You know,
all them loans you done took out
to keep Ernestine's afloat,
they still ain't do shit.
Well, you was the one who
said turning a juke joint
into a shake joint was gon' save it.
Well, coochie can only do so much.
♪
The Pynk is going up on the
auction block next week.
Next week? How in the hell
How in the hell?
This is how in the hell.
Right here.
This refinancing loan,
that one, this payday loan,
that one, this one,
just all this shit here, Gran Muva.
I mean, you know,
it's probably more in the kitchen.
You right.
I signed some things I
shouldn't have signed.
I ain't seen the numbers wasn't right.
But you done signed some shit
you wasn't supposed to sign too.
That's 'cause I wanted a champagne room,
not no zinfandel room.
Now, look, I took on some debt,
but look what I started out with.
Gran Muva,
I think we gon' lose it this time.
Clifford Sayles, that is not an option.
Well, we done run out of them.
I ain't got no more money.
The Pynk is gone.
It's gone.
Look, I think it's time
you get on your knees
and ask your God for a favor.
Oh, God don't want
His dick sucked by me.
I still got my teeth.
Oh, God, you just so uncouth.
- [CELL PHONE CHIMES]
- Oh, Clifford.
Something gon' happen.
- I see it.
-
You ought to bring him on by.
Ain't nobody bringing
nobody over here on no date.
Well, we could put a whole lot of love
in that pot of neck bones,
you know what I'm saying?
- [CHUCKLES]
- That ain't gon'
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
work.
I get my kush from Afghanistan ♪
Just got a shipment from Amsterdam ♪
I get my kush from Afghanistan ♪
Just got a shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Tonight I might
leave in an ambulance ♪
I love when she call
me the candy man ♪
Cocaína by the avalanche ♪
Plug riding in the caravan ♪
Just got a shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Just got a shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Might end up dying at LIV ♪
[KNOCK AT DOOR]
That's like going to heaven ♪
Then we hit 11 until
the clock hit 11 ♪
Might end up dying at LIV ♪
That's like going to ♪
[POUNDING ON DOOR]
MAN: What the fuck?
Until the clock hit 11 ♪
Savage killer,
half man, half gorilla ♪
Flipping chickens raw, salmonella ♪
Spanish villa,
windows floor to ceiling ♪
- Big L?
- BIG L: What's happening, man?
How the fuck you find me here?
Neighborhood candy man ain't
never hard to find, man.
[WOMAN LAUGHS]
Come on, man.
[LIGHTER CLICKS]
- Yo.
- Mm-hmm.
Please don't [CLEARS THROAT]
Don't tell Gidget I'm in town, a'ight?
No, for real, now.
Yeah, I'm the last person
you have to worry about.
That motel manager's a Deep Throat.
Yeah, sadly, she ain't got one, though.
She a good brand manager, though.
The way you looking,
she must have figured
you needed a lil' relief.
I don't get high,
but I might need me a supply.
You wanna hold something?
I thought The Pynk was too
good for that stash life.
This ain't about what
Uncle Clifford would do.
It's about what Big L gon' do.
So you was serious, what you said
when you helped me load
the truck last time?
I don't know if you heard, but The Pynk
ain't got long for this world.
Yeah, I heard something on the matter.
Yeah, you gon' need
somebody to stash your shit.
Well, where you gon' stash
since The Pynk be closing?
Don't worry about all that.
Well, if you babysitting my shit,
I'ma need to know
where to pick it up, now.
I got ways of hiding things.
Just need a time and a chance.
[SUCKS TEETH]
What Uncle Clifford say
if she knew you even held
shit there for a minute?
Uncle Clifford ain't gon' find out,
but if she do,
I'll tell her this:
"You saved me from death once before.
Now it's high time for me to save you."
All right, bro.
I'll pay you 5K for the first hold.
Bet.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[BOTH SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]
Mm-hmm.
WOMAN: Welcome, pick nail color.
Phiphuong told me
'bout your five o'clock.
Sit down and kiki with me.
That was English.
ELOISE: Hmm.
- What you doing here?
- I gots me a hot date tonight.
- Mm-hmm.
- So I'm here to get slayed.
What 'bout you?
Oh, don't tell me this is your me time,
'cause I know most of
your time be the Mayor's.
- He do keep me busy.
- Mm-hmm.
You been working down
there at city hall.
You done forgot all about
your family at The Pynk.
I sure wish you had
told us about your boss
expediting that foreclosure notice.
Mm, I didn't know nothing about that.
Oh, like hell you ain't know.
A stripper-turned-house mother
know how to stay with open ears, okay?
I'm actually hurt.
As much as The Pynk done for you
You was the first hoe I graduated.
Show a bitch some mu'fuckin' gratitude.
I'll always be grateful for The Pynk.
That was truly a stepping-stone for me.
Well, the man you working
for trying to put a tombstone
on the one ladder left in this town
for pretty big-booty bitches like you.
Now, if there's any tea you can spill,
lukewarm or scorching,
I needs to sip it, hmm?
Mm-mm, you was the first ho I graduated,
but you best make sure
that you ain't the last.
[BRANDI AND THE ALEXANDERS'
"I'M IN LOVE"]
♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
♪
Mm, every time that I ♪
This bitch.
They got, like,
365,287 mu'fuckin' views.
You'd think Keyshawn's
'Gram was a mirror,
you looking at it so much.
Girl, please.
♪
That's to get your car out the impound.
Now, if we split up,
you hit the Telex up in
Tupelo and Booneville.
Fucking Booneville, man?
Best be some gas money up in here too.
And since you ain't at The Pynk,
I'ma need the combination
to your locker.
My refrigerator won't close no more.
[SCOFFS] Well, you stupid,
you tryin' to hide money up in a locker.
Not as stupid as a church building fund.
Duly noted, bitch.
And next time you wanna
squirrel away some scrilla
You like that?
I been running with you so much,
I'm beginning to sound like you.
- Bitch, you wish.
- Mm.
But for real, though,
next time, put your money
where nobody can find it:
offshore account.
Transfer it into Bitcoin.
- Bitch coin?
- Bitcoin.
After you change the currency,
you can transfer cash again
and again, just like what we doing now.
We best not get caught.
How you gon' get caught stealin'
your own money?
[SUCKS TEETH] Well, I just know
by the end of this week,
I'll have 10K halfway there.
I'ma put it right down on another gym.
Look, if you ain't gon' take
my other piece of advice,
at least take this.
You gon' need an investor
for that dance gym.
- Spread the risk.
- And spread the reward?
[SCOFFS] I ain't gon'
have nobody to thank
but my damn self when my gym pop off.
Just giving a friendly piece of ad
advice.
♪
Uh, hey, pickup for Watkins.
♪
What? Y'all ain't talking no more?
Nope,
ain't spoken to him in over a week.
♪
Girl, with the look
he done shot over here,
even my ass is pregnant. [CHUCKLES]
- Shut up.
- You smart to dead that shit.
Especially if a nigga
spoil yo' appetite
[SCOFFS] let it go.
- Check, please.
- Ugh.
Y'all good.
That gentleman just handled y'all bill.
Damn!
You finessed him without even looking?
God damn you high yellow heifers.
♪
[MAN CHUCKLES]
They say Confederate General Pemberton
fired this at the beginning of
the Battle of Chickasaw Bayou.
Look at that steel catch trigger,
that walnut wood stock.
Ooh, boy, she's a beauty.
Be careful with that, Andre.
Might have some bullets.
[CHUCKLES]
I never thought I'd get
to hold a Spencer carbine.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, now, well, you know your guns.
Oh, I think I watched one too
many episodes of "Drunk History."
[LAUGHTER]
Speaking of drunk,
that's where I'm headed.
You pour me another one,
would you, Corbin?
WAYNE: You know,
this little baby here
one of Wyatt's favorite
things we inherited.
- WYATT: Yes, sir.
- Mine was the farm.
Well, I'll keep the gun.
This land can go to hell.
WAYNE: All right, Wyatt, come on, now.
[SIGHS]
[GLASSES CLATTER]
Well, let's do this the
old-fashioned way this time.
I just need y'all's signatures.
What was it you said before?
Most any landowner got
per acreage in all
ALL: Of Mississippi history?
[LAUGHTER]
Let's go ahead and sign this fucker.
Then you and I, we can open up
Daddy's bottle of bourbon.
Amen, brother.
[SIGHS]
Corbin, why don't you
go ahead and sign first?
[CORBIN SIGHS]
[SIGHS]
What you doing, Corbin?
I'm still reading.
Come on, now,
stop pretending you's a lawyer
and sign the damn deal.
- I can't.
- I told you, Wayne.
I told you he was gonna
up and do this shit.
Leasing to the casino is
what we should be doing.
- Tell him, Andre.
- Did you hear the man?
This is the most anyone's
ever gotten here in history.
It ain't just about the money
to me, Wayne.
- What the fuck is it about?
- Legacy.
What, you'sa wanna leave
something for your kinfolk?
Is that what this is?
Why you think you where you at
right now, huh?
Things been passed down to you,
and it ain't my fault you
done blew it all away.
Daddy told us we need to make
something out of our inheritance.
Daddy didn't give a shit
about our inheritance.
The only thing he gave a damn
about was guns and pussy,
and he damn near ran this
family into the ground
playing with both.
Why you wanna give this up?
We need to keep it in the family,
do what Daddy wanted.
I don't want nothing
to do with that man.
Fact, I'm happy he's in the grave
'cause if he wasn't,
I would've put him there myself
on account of what
he did to his real family.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I am real.
♪
[CHUCKLES] And you gon'
have to deal with me for life.
Look, I'm not a family therapist.
I'm just a lawyer.
And if y'all don't come
to an agreement today,
then Promised Land
will have to walk away.
- Then nobody gets
- I've had about enough of this shit.
What the fuck are you doing, Wayne?
The fuck you think I'm doing?
♪
There ain't any bullets in there.
Is there?
[GUN COCKING]
Now, you know so much
about history, Andre.
Why don't you tell me who won
the Battle of Chickasaw Bayou?
- [SCOFFS] I don't know.
- Oh, come on, now, Morehouse?
They ain't teach you that?
- The Confederacy.
- Ding, ding, ding.
But it was the Union
that eventually won, Wayne.
Well, see, now
contrary to popular belief,
Civil War ain't over yet.
Fact, sometimes I wonder
if it's just begun.
♪
CORBIN: I'll sign.
I'll sign.
[SOFTLY] I'll sign.
[CHUCKLING] Well, look at that.
- [GUN CLICKS]
- It's empty.
[ANN PEEBLES' "I CAN'T STAND THE RAIN"]
I can't stand the rain ♪
And I told Ike if he laid hand
one more 'gain on Tina,
I was gon' stuff a cone
in his ass my damn self.
- [LAUGHTER]
- Gran Muva, why don't you quit telling a story?
- Oh, let the elder speak.
- [SUCKS TEETH]
Oh, hell, nigga,
stories is all a old lady got.
You see that picture
over in the far corner?
Come on, let me show you.
- Oh, yes, ma'am.
- Yes. Ha-ha.
ERNESTINE: Now, see? Whoo! See there?
There, that
that's me and Ann Peebles.
Whoo, honey, when she sang this song,
she about made the corrugated roof
turn straight like a white girl's hair.
[LAUGHTER]
Now, most folks don't know,
but Ernestine's is where
she met her manager,
and, well, the rest is her-story.
Ah, seems like Ernestine's juke joint
- was good on making stars.
- Yeah.
You might wanna go and
put my picture up there.
Oh, you sing?
- Rap.
- Oh.
Well, if Ernestine's was still around,
but I don't think them girls at The Pynk
is gon' share they pole with you.
[LAUGHTER]
Don't matter.
It's all gon' be over soon.
Oh.
Well
no one expected us to
last this long anyhow.
CLIFFORD: Hmm.
I remember a time when Pussy Valley
was more packed than hell.
You see, they pushed all us hoes
to the end of the
universe near the river,
and one by one, each brothel
was felled by flame and by flood,
but our lil' spot just kept on truckin'.
Some say it was 'cause of God's grace,
but I'm a practical bitch.
I says it was
'cause we was on that bluff
'sides the levee.
I call it luck,
but
maybe it truly was
God's grace.
Seems like The Pynk's
built to last, then.
There's not much on this Earth that is.
That's why I say if
you got something good,
you gotta keep hold to it.
You hear me, Clifford?
♪
LIL' MURDA: And who is this lil' nigga?
[CHUCKLES]
Goddamn.
You was a snaggletooth-ass queen.
Mm, nigga,
- fuck you.
- Ah!
Honey, that boy
came out the coochie switching.
- [LAUGHTER]
- Ow!
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
♪
- I can't stand the rain ♪
-
- Against my window ♪
-
Oh, what, you gots to go?
- Bringing back sweet memories ♪
-
Nah.
Nah, I'm good. I'm good.
Against my window ♪
Go on and top you off
with a little somethin'.
- [LAUGHS]
- Oh. What is it?
Come here. Smell that.
Ooh!
[LAUGHS] That's good. That smell good.
LIL' MURDA: Uh-huh,
your guy don't got that.
Oh, now, he can come back. [LAUGHS]
Oh.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[MUFFLED HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
- Y'all.
- Yes?
♪
Your girl up here doing the most.
KEYSHAWN: It's your girl Miss
M-I- crooked letter-crooked letter
chopping it up with my partner in crime,
Lil' Murdaaaaa!
Wow. God is really
shining down on me now.
And the devil gon' be
right there behind him.
- WOMAN: Mm-hmm.
- If y'all fell for "Fallin',"
y'all gon' go hard for this next joint.
Just y'all niggas wait, inspired
by my Mississippi Pride-Pride
WOMAN:
Yo' baby daddy gon' be lit over this.
WOMAN 2: Stupid-ass hoe.
- What the fuck is you doing, Keyshawn?
- It ain't nothing.
We was just throwin' a lil'
something to the stans.
They was hangry.
- This ain't no kind of good.
- What y'all so scared for?
♪
[LOCKER DOOR OPENS]
♪
- [LOCKER DOOR SQUEAKS]
- Mm.
Wonder what Mercedes would think
about you taking over her locker.
Same thing she think about
you taking over her spot.
But unlike her
I share my shit.
[BELLY'S "BALLERINA"]
Combination 34-36-15.
See, that's your stage,
but it's my arena ♪
She mine ♪
That's not a stripper,
that's my ballerina ♪
Oh, Lord ♪
Let me see you dance for me,
dance, dance, dance ♪
Do a handstand for me,
dance, dance, dance ♪
She do it ♪
Baby, can you pop it for me?
Dance, dance, dance ♪
Let me see you drop it for me ♪
Dance, dance, dance, all right ♪
I said, ooh, I'm talking heavy,
bring that big scale ♪
I'd say don't ride my wave,
but that ship sailed ♪
Man, my dog still riding
with that fish scale ♪
Doing fishtails like
he really miss jail ♪
Oh, Lord ♪
Let me see you dance for me,
dance, dance, dance ♪
Do a handstand for me,
dance, dance, dance ♪
She do it ♪
Uncle Clifford, can you believe
some of these folks drove
all the way from Biloxi to see me?
Like, can you believe it?
This shit going all, like, worldwide.
Oh, bitch, Biloxi is down the street.
It ain't worldwide.
You know what I mean.
How you feel about a night
with me as the headliner?
[CHUCKLES] Oh
they have eyes,
but they do not have sense.
Slow your roll, Miss Missy.
We could call it Murda Night.
Hear me on out, now.
With Mercedes gone,
you ain't got no kind of headliner.
Lil Murda song popping.
Even WorldStar done said it's,
like, the pick of the week.
Between me and him,
we could bring the folks on in here
before this go away for serious.
Did Lil Murda put you up to this?
No, but we workin' together now.
- Mm-mm.
- Don't be J.
[SCOFFS]
So this is goin' down,
like, this Sunday.
Invites goin' on the 'Gram tonight.
Keyshawn, you best not
be trying to run me, heifer.
Key
Hey!
Oh, Murda Night.
Oh, I taught her so well.
- KEYSHAWN: Whoo!
- Ooh.
[MERCEDES CHUCKLES]
Don't blow up on my doorstep, boy.
Girl, you know you want my slime.
Nigga, whatever. Give me the goods, now.
So I got you a Jadaria Wilkins
and a DeeDee Strom.
I got homegirl a Amber Cross
and a Bryanna Jackson.
Why I get Jaderia and she get Amber?
Well, you want these folks to
believe y'all's lies, now, don't you?
Fine ass. Mm.
Damn.
Mm-hmm.
So that's it.
Just these last few, and we done.
Ooh, damn, girl.
If I'd known you was
running stacks like this,
I'd been tried to be your girlfriend.
- Hmm.
- But alas, I's celibate.
Well, what about Mane?
Girl, you can't smash
in your own backyard,
but I loves to finger myself
to that lil' bow-legged
mu'fucka' right there.
- I can't with you.
- [LAUGHTER]
- Where's the restroom?
- Right that-a-way.
The way you make your Kool-Aid
- is trash, by the way.
- Uh-uh.
Yeah, yeah, bitch, and your mama.
I know you hard of hearing,
but I know you ain't hard of seeing.
So I know you seen this
ain't no mu'fuckin' bathroom.
My bad.
I thought it was, so I just
You like it, though?
[SOMBER MUSIC]
♪
The walls
they're a good girl color.
♪
That's what I was thinking.
♪
Only thing is,
she fucking hates purple now.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
She likes fucking green.
So she got it from her mama.
♪
I been decorating this
room for seven years.
♪
Got the bed from the pawnshop,
bed skirt from Dollar Tree.
What about that glitter pillow?
- Bitch, Marshalls had a sale.
- [CHUCKLES]
Folks always ask why
I stay in Chucalissa.
Go to Memphis, Atlanta.
You make more at the
clubs there than here.
Her not living here is far enough.
Time gon' come when I got her with me
where she belong
with her real mama.
What's her name?
♪
Terricka.
♪
What's yours?
♪
Autumn.
♪
It's hard livin' without them, ain't it?
♪
Some days
it's hard livin' at all.
No, it ain't never that bad, baby.
Whatever make you feel like that,
give it the chop.
That's what I done learned
in this lil' life of mine.
Bones meant to be put in they grave.
You're lucky.
♪
You get to be with her again.
You have to do
everything in your power to do that.
♪
Hey, I'm
[SNIFFLES] You said the
bathroom was this way, right?
Bora Bora's looking good on you, Bill.
I'm supposed to be
paragliding with my wife
in a few, Mr. Watkins.
Well, I promise to keep this short.
So the sale of Kyle Farms
we're supposed to be good, right?
You got that signature?
Wayne Kyle and his brother, Corbin,
couldn't come to an agreement.
I couldn't get the signature.
But they may be willing to lease.
Shit. Well, that's it for Chucalissa.
Maybe we gotta go to another
town up the river and build.
Need I remind you we're
already getting The Pynk
for below our 200K cap,
and Chucalissa is on the
crux of three states
Arkansas, Mississippi, and Tennessee
Mm-hmm.
With a major interstate
slicing right through,
straight on the Mississippi
River beside a bluff
- I understand that.
- And on a levee.
When you find the one,
you put a ring on it,
and to do that,
I think we should lease
the Kyle farm instead.
- Lease?
- Pay the Kyle family
what they're worth, not what they want.
Lock them into a leasing
fee of $15,000 per month.
Well, just get it done, or you're done,
and so is that 5% commission.
Fuck, yeah.
[MUFFLED HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
I usually choose the money over love ♪
Yeah, you can have it,
I don't give a fuck ♪
Mm. [CHUCKLES]
It's your girl Miss Mississippi.
We out here in the cut
witcho boy Lil' Murda!
Yea! Yuh, yuh, yuh. Uh!
You hear that? Lil' Murda on the track.
DJ Neva Scared on that
808 and the Mooge!
Holla!
Tell your friends that the
slayage is goin' down at The Pynk.
Slide through this
Sunday for Murda Night.
You don't wanna miss it.
My niggas finna get
bodied up in that bitch.
Murda Night, yuh.
Good looking out, Keyshawn.
Look, if we ain't have an in,
I don't know what we would do.
- The fuck you mean by that?
- WODDY: Damn, nigga.
Why you always on jump mode?
Nigga, I ain't Pico.
I'm just talking to lil'
shawty and DJ over there.
You just need to pack The
Pynk out like it's a problem.
You call yourself my manager,
then manage it, nigga.
You over there worried
about advertising.
You ain't got a new song yet, my nigga.
Damn, young one,
let me rest my laurels a little bit.
This one just bust.
DJ NEVA SCARED: Yeah,
your folk gon' wanna know what's next.
You would've already had a song,
but you missing your sessions.
MAN:
Qwan said he text you the other night
and you said you was gon' slide through.
But you ain't pull up, so what's up?
I'm fallin', fallin' ♪
Fallin' like the money in the club ♪
He was busy.
Ooh, yeah, you see it.
Mm.
MAN: Whoa. Huh.
- WODDY: Mm.
- DJ NEVA SCARED: Ugh.
[SUCKS TEETH] Let's get to work.
Come on, y'all.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
♪
[COMPUTER RINGING]
- Hey, babe.
- Baby, what up, though?
Been trying to catch you.
Oh, I just finished my rounds.
Can you believe another gunshot wound?
For some strange reason,
you sound happy about that.
No. Well, kind of. [LAUGHS]
So what are you doing?
Oh, you know, the usual.
Come on, you never tell me about work.
Long story short
I saved my company millions of dollars.
Baby, that's great!
- Look at you doing the do, okay.
- Yeah, I did that.
Only thing is,
Goddaddy might get a bit mad.
Why? He-he's always so proud of you.
Well, once he finds out
what I did in this new deal,
he may be a bit pissy.
But hey, it's for the greater good.
Hey. Hey, you there?
Yeah, I'm-I'm here.
Oh, it's just, you kind of froze there.
No, my connection is good here.
Do you think that was a good idea?
I mean,
why bite the hand that feeds you?
Maybe because the hand
is being shady as fuck
- and needs a little nibbling.
- He knows what his city needs.
I mean, you're just some
outsider flying in, so
Outsider?
Chucalissa's my home.
No, Atlanta's your home.
Andre
look, I miss you.
I miss your hugs
your kisses, your
Look, I gotta go finish this new deal.
I'ma hit you back a little later,
all right?
- Bye, babe.
- Andre
[ALAN SCOOP'S "DOLLAR SIGN"]
♪
Dollar sign, dollar sign ♪
All I see is dollar sign,
dollar sign ♪
Dollar sign, dollar sign ♪
All I see is dollar sign,
dollar sign ♪
Pussy poppin' on the floor,
on the floor ♪
Niggas, they be wanting more,
wanting more ♪
All them bitches stackin' dough,
stackin' dough ♪
Drinkin' all night by the bottle,
by the bottle ♪
Booty shakin' left, right ♪
See her pussy, so tight ♪
Bitches got me fucked up ♪
I just wanna smoke a blunt ♪
Lookin' fly on them six-inch heels ♪
Ain't nobody can't tell you nothing ♪
All right, bitches,
these day laborers here
is spending that dough.
Y'all better go on out there,
get this mo
- [CHATTER, LAUGHTER]
- Hello? Hello?
Jupiter, girl,
you going to nursing school?
Child, that's so good.
Girl, I told my mama on her deathbed
that I was gon' get
that nursing degree, okay?
Okay, child.
CLIFFORD: Well, lookie here.
Eloise done finally
come back to the slums
to kick it with the serfs.
Do my eyes deceive me?
'Cause I know that ain't no Eloise.
[WOMEN SQUEAL]
Maite, uh, ramen noodles, please.
Mm.
Ooh, I got to tell you, child,
I don't miss this desk right here.
Well, I'm sorry we ain't got
the good oak you accustomed to
at the mayor's office.
- Lucky we got wood at all.
- CLIFFORD: You know what?
You keep yapping, you can go
on back to gutting them houses,
talking 'bout my wood.
Don't make me fire your ass
and bring back Eloise, now.
Uncle Clifford,
can we take this reunion outside?
I listen to them talk
shit like I ain't there,
like I'm some kind of wallpaper.
And at first, I was like,
"How dare they?"
And then my silence got real loud.
Hmm.
Now, this casino is just the beginning.
They got plans to turn this town
into some kind of Candyland,
and I'm like, "For who?"
First the casino, then the outlet,
then some kind of subdivision
called Casey's Plantation.
- Mm, mm, mm.
- Huh?
- You hear what I'm saying?
- Mm-hmm.
Now, I've been blessed
to be the wallpaper in
the room where it happens,
and this is happening.
Now, they trying to slip
this shit through on the low,
but they gots to follow the law.
Mm-hmm.
- What this is?
- Charter for the city council.
Now, with regard
to gambling in Mississippi,
the city council can
push through a casino
without a city vote.
You trying to tell me that Wayne Kyle
and his six good old boys on the council
can force this casino shit
just down our throats?
They can try.
Only thing that can stop them
is a petition for a
citywide vote on the casino.
Oh, man, you know
these niggas don't vote.
True, niggas don't vote,
and crackers vote for
the wrong crackers.
- Hmm.
- But one thing I do know
is that these niggas round here
love them some titties
on a Saturday night.
Hey, more than they love
God on Sunday morning.
Mm.
Mayor Ruffin might
reign over Chucalissa,
but last I checked,
Clifford Sayles is the
mayor of Pussy Valley.
[BUZZER BLARES, CELL DOOR CLATTERS]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[CHUCKLES]
You? You posted my bail?
Who else you think it was gon' be?
Ain't nobody descending from no
heavens to come bail yo' ass out.
I'm your Jesus tonight.
I don't need no saving from you.
You need some saving from somebody.
Who done come for you?
I know Mercedes ain't.
Hmm, you been in here nine days
and was gon' be in here nine more
if I ain't walk into Vale's
Bail and lay it down.
You's a lie.
You ain't paid no stacks for my bail.
Oh, no, no, no, no, you right.
I ain't put no money down
on your triflin' ass.
But I did put down my club.
- You put down your club?
- Sure did.
See, that's another way they get us.
Folks be so desperate
to get they loved ones out of jail,
they willing to bet the whole farm,
and the way I see it,
it's about to be put up on
the auction block anyway,
so it was a gamble I
was willing to take.
- You must want something.
- Of course I do.
Well, I don't make deals with devils.
Well, I do
And, bitch
you best not be no flight risk.
Since I got you out, you owe me.
What you want from me?
You say you want that church?
How much you willing to pay for it?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
AUTUMN: Andre, you there?
Yeah.
[CLEARS THROAT] Yeah.
I'm sorry for calling you so early.
No worries, none at all.
Thank you for the food.
Oh, you didn't have to call me for that.
[CHUCKLES]
Let me show you I have
some home training.
Okay.
♪
How you doing, Hailey?
♪
Chucalissa looks so
beautiful in the morning from here.
♪
Are you at The Mounds?
I wanted to see it one more time
before I go.
♪
Can I, um
I think I'm better as a memory.
I know it might not
feel like it sometimes,
but you're right where you need to be,
right here.
♪
Try telling my wife that.
♪
G-good-bye, Andre.
♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Boy, bring your fat ass on.
Shit.
Man, this the last time I'm
babysitting yo' bracelet.
- Man, shut up.
- [SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
Your fat ass always crying and shit.
[GROANS]
Now, you stay fed, don't it?
Aight, then.
What the fuck?
[DARNELL GOT IT'S "MUDDY WATER"]
♪
LIL' MURDA: Oh,
so you gon' act like you forgot
what happened last week on P-Valley?
Forcing deserving folk
off their property
is not a way to run a city.
Auction's only two weeks away,
and your ass is gon' be on the block.
You everybody punk, from what I heard.
LIL' MURDA: Nigga, you is dead to me!
Somebody danced in my place?
LAUREN: Yeah, they called her M-I-
- crooked letter- crooked letter
- Oh!
Somebody done posted a
video of me from last night.
Your vajayjay done went viral, girl.
MERCEDES:
You don't know Patrice Woodbine.
She stole from me.
- [YELLS]
- [ALL SHOUTING]
All the money I had stashed up
in the church building fund,
she used it for her own fucking church.
It was the only way I
could get Terricka back.
PATRICE:
You need to leave Terricka with 'Shelle.
Need to let somebody take you on
up out this office for a minute.
Where you gon' take me?
[BABY FUSSING]
Oh, fuck.
- I'ma go talk to her. I'll go talk to her.
- Let me handle her.
My wife went missing the
day Hurricane Drake hit.
I'll get my deputies to put up
some flyers around town quick-fast.
What do you mean I'm not
allowed any more transfers?
Apologies, Miss Savage,
but our records show
that you've done over
ten in the past few days.
I can run you ten stacks
by the end of the week.
- What I gotta do?
- We gon' need IDs.
MERCEDES: I know this man
named Mane that can hook us up.
- How many you need?
- Ten.
Okay.
[MEGAN THEE STALLION'S "HOT GIRL"]
♪
Yeah, yeah ♪
I put that 15-0-1
chain around my neck ♪
And now it's lit, ay ♪
All the hot girls make it pop,
pop, pop ♪
Bad bitches wit'
the bag say "ah-ya-ya" ♪
If he ain't talking 'bout no money,
tell him "bye, bye, bye" ♪
And if you see a mad hoe,
tell her "ha-ha-ha", hey ♪
Don't get mad, hoe, get a bag, hoe ♪
Don't get mad, hoe, get a bag, hoe ♪
Don't get mad, hoe, fuck a broke hoe ♪
Don't get mad, hoe, get a bag, hoe ♪
Spicy, pricey, neck and wrist icy ♪
Bitch, it's moneymaking Megan,
hoe, get like me ♪
I rode it, a soldier ♪
A hot girl, he want it, uh ♪
Pull up in that Masera',
getting' top on lock ♪
They still tryna find
a thang that I can't do ♪
I told her "If you go against me,
you a damn fool" ♪
But keep talkin' 'bout me,
bitch, that's all you can do ♪
But keep my cat up out ya mouth
'cause that's ya man food ♪
All the hot girls make it pop,
pop, pop ♪
Bad bitches with the bag say
"ah-ya-ya" ♪
If he ain't talking 'bout no money,
tell him "bye, bye, bye" ♪
And if you see a mad ho,
tell her "ha ha ha" ♪
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
Down in the valley ♪
Where the girls get naked ♪
If you throwin' bands ♪
Then you know she gon' shake it ♪
One, two, break 'em ♪
Three, four, rake 'em ♪
These niggas grind hard ♪
But these bitches grind harder ♪
Climbing up the pole just
to get out the bottom ♪
The crowd below ♪
Stay ready for the show ♪
The pimps, the dough ♪
Don't let it take your soul ♪
We make fallin' on the sky look easy ♪
Look at my bitches ♪
Gangsta walking on the ceiling ♪
Green on the flo' ♪
Money talk, can you hear me? ♪
This world is so addicting ♪
But dreams is expensive,
keep spending ♪
Work hard for the top,
can't fall now ♪
But whatever goes up must fall down ♪
What you do when the power out? ♪
Kids hungry, can't do nothin'
but scream and shout ♪
We all choose to live
but it's different routes ♪
Take the shit with shine,
gotta make it count ♪
When you live and die
by the paper route ♪
You spend a dime
just to make it out, yeah ♪
Down in the valley ♪
Where the girls get naked ♪
If you throwin' bands ♪
Then you know she gon' shake it ♪
One, two, break 'em ♪
Three, four, rake 'em ♪
♪
[TENNIS BALL BOUNCING]
[RACKETS THUNKING]
'SHELLE: Oh, okay.
[GRUNTS]
Terricka, just give it
a little flick of the wrist.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
[SIGHS]
Hey.
Yeah, she doing good.
You look good out there.
- [SCOFFS] Stop lying.
- Uh, excuse me?
Don't make me jump over this fence.
Show some respect for your mama.
You couldn't even be my mama for,
like, one weekend.
I know you was supposed
to come over last weekend,
but things went sideways a bit.
I saw you on the Chucalissa news.
Yeah.
Well, despite my lil' detour,
you best believe I'ma do exactly
what I gots to do to
get right back on track.
That's what you always say.
Look, I know my gym not happening,
like, right-right now,
but maybe 'Shelle'll let you
come back on the team.
- I don't wanna come back.
- But why?
You love dance.
No.
I just love being around you.
- You said three months ago
- [SIGHS]
that you was gon' talk to 'Shelle.
You been sayin' it and sayin' it,
that one day, I'ma come live wit' you.
- It's gon' happen.
- When?
'SHELLE: Everything all right over here?
TERRICKA: Yes, ma'am.
Terricka, go on back to your lesson.
- But, Ma
- 'SHELLE: Don't "but, Ma" me.
Get back over there.
Child have any idea how
much Serena made last year?
Mercedes, what you doin' here?
She ain't return any of my textses.
So you thought bum-rushin'
her tennis lesson
was a good idea after
you wound up in jail
the first weekend you
supposed to spend with her?
'Shelle, you know Patrice Woodbine.
I know she be trying it,
but you out here on the news
fighting like a lowlife,
and Terricka can't be part of that shit.
'Shelle, please, I got a room
made up for her and everything.
Look, sometime a mama gotta
learn how not to disappoint.
I can't tell you how many
times I've had to get that girl
up off the bathroom floor
every time she hears,
"Mercedes not gon' make it today, baby."
I can't keep watching you
hurt my lil' girl.
[SCOFFS] Your lil' girl?
Funny.
I do remember pushing
her out my coochie.
Cortez probably rolling
over in his grave.
Cortez ain't rolling nowhere
'cause I burned his cheating ass up.
Don't come round here talking
'bout what her daddy might do,
'cause he just ashes
in an urn on a mantel.
I'm the one that's alive.
I'm the one you need to deal with.
I'm the one who's got custody.
All I'm saying is that
she actually my blood,
and I ain't gon' let her down,
come hell or high water.
[CAR HORN HONKS]
Look, I'm finna go.
My Uber been waiting.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Then go get your chariot,
but you just remember
you gotta prove to a
judge that you ready,
but, most importantly,
you gotta prove it to me.
So you go have a blessed day.
[GRUNTS]
Okay, okay.
♪
[DOOR SLAMS]
[SIGHS]
- What?
- I didn't say nothin'.
Bitch, even when you quiet,
you stay doin' the most.
You a tennis coach now?
- Bitch! Oh, this cute.
- AUTUMN: [CHUCKLES]
Can it actually kill people,
like your dead baby daddy widow?
I got it since we rolling
with this damn money.
- Let's get to the next drop.
- Okay.
I'ma ask Mane to get us some more IDs.
You can be Thelma, and I'll be Louise.
[LAUGHTER]
It's whatever, it's whatever ♪
It's whatever down South, hoe ♪
It's whatever,
it's whatever down South, hoe ♪
Kami Kaze niggas,
what we do ain't hard ♪
It's whatever,
it's whatever down South, hoe ♪
Kami Kaze niggas,
what we do ain't hard ♪
Look at you looking all,
like, krispy, baby Regal.
We just won't tell Daddy
how much they cost.
- No, we won't.
- [BABY COOS]
No, we won't.
Oh, yeah.
[BABY COOS, CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
You late.
Look, I don't know what you think
you saw the other night
but if you think you 'bout to bribe me,
you got another thing coming.
I don't even know what you talkin'
'bout right now.
[CHUCKLES]
Actually, I brought you here
'cause I got a question for you.
How, like, serious are you
about this music thing?
[BABY COOS]
Somebody linked it to my
'Gram this morning.
"Today's WorldStarHipHop fitness
girl of the day is @MissCrookedLetter
"going HAM on the pole to a fresh track
by rapper Lil"
Hold up.
Mu'fuckin' WorldStarHipHop, man?
- Yeah.
- I'm glowin' the fuck up.
Mm! I'ma shoot this over
to Woddy and them.
What? For what?
Who Woddy gon' slide it on to?
He ain't got no connections.
He's just some weird-ass nigga
who grew up in a funeral home.
- He my manager.
- What he managin'?
You only got, like,
five pictures on your page, no tweets.
You ain't got no brand and no base
at least not yet.
You wanna know how many
folks started followin' me
since the video made the rounds?
Get the fuck outta here.
There's something magnetic about a man
with a masterpiece on his arm.
Folks find out you booed
up with a Dirty Delta dime,
they ain't gon' know what to do.
What, you tryin'
to be Keyshia Ka'Oir to my Gucci Mane?
Yuh.
Bitches gotta wanna fuck you,
and niggas gotta wanna be you.
Ooh.
I likes that line.
I'ma throw that in my next joint.
Well, credit the right person.
That's Uncle Clifford's line, not mine.
Hmm.
This been goin'
for a Mississippi minute.
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout.
Black girls don't bruise.
Yeah, they do.
So we gon' build
on this momentum or what?
'Cause, you know, as fast this shit hit,
fast as it can go away.
What your man gon' think?
He gon' be cool with it.
He ain't got no choice but to be.
Aight, then.
Whatchu got in mind?
What's yo' selfie game like?
[BOMBASTIC MUSIC]
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]
♪
- [BABY CRIES]
- Mm, it's okay, baby.
[BOBBY WOMACK'S
"I CAN UNDERSTAND IT" PLAYING]
WOMACK: You know,
everybody works out of their own band.
Can you understand that?
I can understand that.
♪
[SIGHS]
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
I can understand it ♪
Something sweet as a candy bar ♪
- I can understand it ♪
- My girl in need ♪
That's what you are ♪
And I ♪
I can understand it ♪
Tell me one more time ♪
Jack and Jill ♪
- [CELL PHONE CHIMES]
- Going up the hill ♪
- I can understand it ♪
- Storybooks and fairy tales ♪
- Oh, oh, I ♪
- I ♪
- I know you can understand it ♪
-
- [CELL PHONE CHIMES]
-
- But if our love get to be anything but this ♪
-
I start not to feel your sweet,
warm, and tender kiss ♪
Tell me how ♪
Could you respect me
or understand it, baby? ♪
- Yeah ♪
- Ow! [GIGGLES]
Can you understand that? ♪
Ha!
♪
Oh.
♪
Something cool but not too cold ♪
Girl, you gotta give to get,
you know? ♪
Nigga, where you think you goin'?
- To the kitchen.
- Oh.
I can understand it ♪
Come on.
Dance witcho Gran Muva!
♪
Whoo!
Come on, baby.
♪
[LAUGHS]
No, no, no, no, no ♪
No, I can't understand it ♪
[CHUCKLES]
I know sometimes ♪
- Ooh, all right, now.
- [LAUGHS]
Folks wouldn't know you was blind.
[LAUGHS]
I don't need no eyes,
child, to cut a rug.
[LAUGHS] I just needs my feets.
Mm-hmm.
And I hold off on that sugar,
I keeps my feets.
- [LAUGHS]
- What you said.
Oh, I remember
when James Brown came
on down to the joint.
Whoo! He thought he was somebody,
but soon as he showed up, I showed out!
- [LAUGHS]
- So you trying to tell me you done out-danced James Brown?
Now, I don't know if that's
a tall tale or a lie.
- Ooh, wait a minute, now.
- [SHOUTS]
- You tried it. You tried it.
- Oh, help me up.
Oh, yeah.
See, them girls you got
working down at The Pynk
think they doing some shit,
but they don't know
folks been dropping it like
it's hot in that spot
[CHUCKLES] since before they mamas
and daddies was even thought of.
Come on, now, baby, hand me my blunt.
[SIGHS]
Whoo, hey.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah, baby.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Mm-hmm.
♪
You know, they say
weed bring back your sight.
♪
It don't,
but it sure as hell make you forget
you ain't got it.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
You want some of them
neck bones I cooked up?
- No, I ain't hungry.
- What's they name?
- Who name?
- That nigga, owl. -
- Mind yo' bitness.
- Your bitness is my bitness
No, the bitness
you need to be worrying about
is this damn club you
done saddled me with.
Oh, shhii There you go again.
What
You know,
all them loans you done took out
to keep Ernestine's afloat,
they still ain't do shit.
Well, you was the one who
said turning a juke joint
into a shake joint was gon' save it.
Well, coochie can only do so much.
♪
The Pynk is going up on the
auction block next week.
Next week? How in the hell
How in the hell?
This is how in the hell.
Right here.
This refinancing loan,
that one, this payday loan,
that one, this one,
just all this shit here, Gran Muva.
I mean, you know,
it's probably more in the kitchen.
You right.
I signed some things I
shouldn't have signed.
I ain't seen the numbers wasn't right.
But you done signed some shit
you wasn't supposed to sign too.
That's 'cause I wanted a champagne room,
not no zinfandel room.
Now, look, I took on some debt,
but look what I started out with.
Gran Muva,
I think we gon' lose it this time.
Clifford Sayles, that is not an option.
Well, we done run out of them.
I ain't got no more money.
The Pynk is gone.
It's gone.
Look, I think it's time
you get on your knees
and ask your God for a favor.
Oh, God don't want
His dick sucked by me.
I still got my teeth.
Oh, God, you just so uncouth.
- [CELL PHONE CHIMES]
- Oh, Clifford.
Something gon' happen.
- I see it.
-
You ought to bring him on by.
Ain't nobody bringing
nobody over here on no date.
Well, we could put a whole lot of love
in that pot of neck bones,
you know what I'm saying?
- [CHUCKLES]
- That ain't gon'
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
work.
I get my kush from Afghanistan ♪
Just got a shipment from Amsterdam ♪
I get my kush from Afghanistan ♪
Just got a shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Tonight I might
leave in an ambulance ♪
I love when she call
me the candy man ♪
Cocaína by the avalanche ♪
Plug riding in the caravan ♪
Just got a shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Just got a shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Shipment from Amsterdam ♪
Might end up dying at LIV ♪
[KNOCK AT DOOR]
That's like going to heaven ♪
Then we hit 11 until
the clock hit 11 ♪
Might end up dying at LIV ♪
That's like going to ♪
[POUNDING ON DOOR]
MAN: What the fuck?
Until the clock hit 11 ♪
Savage killer,
half man, half gorilla ♪
Flipping chickens raw, salmonella ♪
Spanish villa,
windows floor to ceiling ♪
- Big L?
- BIG L: What's happening, man?
How the fuck you find me here?
Neighborhood candy man ain't
never hard to find, man.
[WOMAN LAUGHS]
Come on, man.
[LIGHTER CLICKS]
- Yo.
- Mm-hmm.
Please don't [CLEARS THROAT]
Don't tell Gidget I'm in town, a'ight?
No, for real, now.
Yeah, I'm the last person
you have to worry about.
That motel manager's a Deep Throat.
Yeah, sadly, she ain't got one, though.
She a good brand manager, though.
The way you looking,
she must have figured
you needed a lil' relief.
I don't get high,
but I might need me a supply.
You wanna hold something?
I thought The Pynk was too
good for that stash life.
This ain't about what
Uncle Clifford would do.
It's about what Big L gon' do.
So you was serious, what you said
when you helped me load
the truck last time?
I don't know if you heard, but The Pynk
ain't got long for this world.
Yeah, I heard something on the matter.
Yeah, you gon' need
somebody to stash your shit.
Well, where you gon' stash
since The Pynk be closing?
Don't worry about all that.
Well, if you babysitting my shit,
I'ma need to know
where to pick it up, now.
I got ways of hiding things.
Just need a time and a chance.
[SUCKS TEETH]
What Uncle Clifford say
if she knew you even held
shit there for a minute?
Uncle Clifford ain't gon' find out,
but if she do,
I'll tell her this:
"You saved me from death once before.
Now it's high time for me to save you."
All right, bro.
I'll pay you 5K for the first hold.
Bet.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[BOTH SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]
Mm-hmm.
WOMAN: Welcome, pick nail color.
Phiphuong told me
'bout your five o'clock.
Sit down and kiki with me.
That was English.
ELOISE: Hmm.
- What you doing here?
- I gots me a hot date tonight.
- Mm-hmm.
- So I'm here to get slayed.
What 'bout you?
Oh, don't tell me this is your me time,
'cause I know most of
your time be the Mayor's.
- He do keep me busy.
- Mm-hmm.
You been working down
there at city hall.
You done forgot all about
your family at The Pynk.
I sure wish you had
told us about your boss
expediting that foreclosure notice.
Mm, I didn't know nothing about that.
Oh, like hell you ain't know.
A stripper-turned-house mother
know how to stay with open ears, okay?
I'm actually hurt.
As much as The Pynk done for you
You was the first hoe I graduated.
Show a bitch some mu'fuckin' gratitude.
I'll always be grateful for The Pynk.
That was truly a stepping-stone for me.
Well, the man you working
for trying to put a tombstone
on the one ladder left in this town
for pretty big-booty bitches like you.
Now, if there's any tea you can spill,
lukewarm or scorching,
I needs to sip it, hmm?
Mm-mm, you was the first ho I graduated,
but you best make sure
that you ain't the last.
[BRANDI AND THE ALEXANDERS'
"I'M IN LOVE"]
♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
♪
Mm, every time that I ♪
This bitch.
They got, like,
365,287 mu'fuckin' views.
You'd think Keyshawn's
'Gram was a mirror,
you looking at it so much.
Girl, please.
♪
That's to get your car out the impound.
Now, if we split up,
you hit the Telex up in
Tupelo and Booneville.
Fucking Booneville, man?
Best be some gas money up in here too.
And since you ain't at The Pynk,
I'ma need the combination
to your locker.
My refrigerator won't close no more.
[SCOFFS] Well, you stupid,
you tryin' to hide money up in a locker.
Not as stupid as a church building fund.
Duly noted, bitch.
And next time you wanna
squirrel away some scrilla
You like that?
I been running with you so much,
I'm beginning to sound like you.
- Bitch, you wish.
- Mm.
But for real, though,
next time, put your money
where nobody can find it:
offshore account.
Transfer it into Bitcoin.
- Bitch coin?
- Bitcoin.
After you change the currency,
you can transfer cash again
and again, just like what we doing now.
We best not get caught.
How you gon' get caught stealin'
your own money?
[SUCKS TEETH] Well, I just know
by the end of this week,
I'll have 10K halfway there.
I'ma put it right down on another gym.
Look, if you ain't gon' take
my other piece of advice,
at least take this.
You gon' need an investor
for that dance gym.
- Spread the risk.
- And spread the reward?
[SCOFFS] I ain't gon'
have nobody to thank
but my damn self when my gym pop off.
Just giving a friendly piece of ad
advice.
♪
Uh, hey, pickup for Watkins.
♪
What? Y'all ain't talking no more?
Nope,
ain't spoken to him in over a week.
♪
Girl, with the look
he done shot over here,
even my ass is pregnant. [CHUCKLES]
- Shut up.
- You smart to dead that shit.
Especially if a nigga
spoil yo' appetite
[SCOFFS] let it go.
- Check, please.
- Ugh.
Y'all good.
That gentleman just handled y'all bill.
Damn!
You finessed him without even looking?
God damn you high yellow heifers.
♪
[MAN CHUCKLES]
They say Confederate General Pemberton
fired this at the beginning of
the Battle of Chickasaw Bayou.
Look at that steel catch trigger,
that walnut wood stock.
Ooh, boy, she's a beauty.
Be careful with that, Andre.
Might have some bullets.
[CHUCKLES]
I never thought I'd get
to hold a Spencer carbine.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, now, well, you know your guns.
Oh, I think I watched one too
many episodes of "Drunk History."
[LAUGHTER]
Speaking of drunk,
that's where I'm headed.
You pour me another one,
would you, Corbin?
WAYNE: You know,
this little baby here
one of Wyatt's favorite
things we inherited.
- WYATT: Yes, sir.
- Mine was the farm.
Well, I'll keep the gun.
This land can go to hell.
WAYNE: All right, Wyatt, come on, now.
[SIGHS]
[GLASSES CLATTER]
Well, let's do this the
old-fashioned way this time.
I just need y'all's signatures.
What was it you said before?
Most any landowner got
per acreage in all
ALL: Of Mississippi history?
[LAUGHTER]
Let's go ahead and sign this fucker.
Then you and I, we can open up
Daddy's bottle of bourbon.
Amen, brother.
[SIGHS]
Corbin, why don't you
go ahead and sign first?
[CORBIN SIGHS]
[SIGHS]
What you doing, Corbin?
I'm still reading.
Come on, now,
stop pretending you's a lawyer
and sign the damn deal.
- I can't.
- I told you, Wayne.
I told you he was gonna
up and do this shit.
Leasing to the casino is
what we should be doing.
- Tell him, Andre.
- Did you hear the man?
This is the most anyone's
ever gotten here in history.
It ain't just about the money
to me, Wayne.
- What the fuck is it about?
- Legacy.
What, you'sa wanna leave
something for your kinfolk?
Is that what this is?
Why you think you where you at
right now, huh?
Things been passed down to you,
and it ain't my fault you
done blew it all away.
Daddy told us we need to make
something out of our inheritance.
Daddy didn't give a shit
about our inheritance.
The only thing he gave a damn
about was guns and pussy,
and he damn near ran this
family into the ground
playing with both.
Why you wanna give this up?
We need to keep it in the family,
do what Daddy wanted.
I don't want nothing
to do with that man.
Fact, I'm happy he's in the grave
'cause if he wasn't,
I would've put him there myself
on account of what
he did to his real family.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I am real.
♪
[CHUCKLES] And you gon'
have to deal with me for life.
Look, I'm not a family therapist.
I'm just a lawyer.
And if y'all don't come
to an agreement today,
then Promised Land
will have to walk away.
- Then nobody gets
- I've had about enough of this shit.
What the fuck are you doing, Wayne?
The fuck you think I'm doing?
♪
There ain't any bullets in there.
Is there?
[GUN COCKING]
Now, you know so much
about history, Andre.
Why don't you tell me who won
the Battle of Chickasaw Bayou?
- [SCOFFS] I don't know.
- Oh, come on, now, Morehouse?
They ain't teach you that?
- The Confederacy.
- Ding, ding, ding.
But it was the Union
that eventually won, Wayne.
Well, see, now
contrary to popular belief,
Civil War ain't over yet.
Fact, sometimes I wonder
if it's just begun.
♪
CORBIN: I'll sign.
I'll sign.
[SOFTLY] I'll sign.
[CHUCKLING] Well, look at that.
- [GUN CLICKS]
- It's empty.
[ANN PEEBLES' "I CAN'T STAND THE RAIN"]
I can't stand the rain ♪
And I told Ike if he laid hand
one more 'gain on Tina,
I was gon' stuff a cone
in his ass my damn self.
- [LAUGHTER]
- Gran Muva, why don't you quit telling a story?
- Oh, let the elder speak.
- [SUCKS TEETH]
Oh, hell, nigga,
stories is all a old lady got.
You see that picture
over in the far corner?
Come on, let me show you.
- Oh, yes, ma'am.
- Yes. Ha-ha.
ERNESTINE: Now, see? Whoo! See there?
There, that
that's me and Ann Peebles.
Whoo, honey, when she sang this song,
she about made the corrugated roof
turn straight like a white girl's hair.
[LAUGHTER]
Now, most folks don't know,
but Ernestine's is where
she met her manager,
and, well, the rest is her-story.
Ah, seems like Ernestine's juke joint
- was good on making stars.
- Yeah.
You might wanna go and
put my picture up there.
Oh, you sing?
- Rap.
- Oh.
Well, if Ernestine's was still around,
but I don't think them girls at The Pynk
is gon' share they pole with you.
[LAUGHTER]
Don't matter.
It's all gon' be over soon.
Oh.
Well
no one expected us to
last this long anyhow.
CLIFFORD: Hmm.
I remember a time when Pussy Valley
was more packed than hell.
You see, they pushed all us hoes
to the end of the
universe near the river,
and one by one, each brothel
was felled by flame and by flood,
but our lil' spot just kept on truckin'.
Some say it was 'cause of God's grace,
but I'm a practical bitch.
I says it was
'cause we was on that bluff
'sides the levee.
I call it luck,
but
maybe it truly was
God's grace.
Seems like The Pynk's
built to last, then.
There's not much on this Earth that is.
That's why I say if
you got something good,
you gotta keep hold to it.
You hear me, Clifford?
♪
LIL' MURDA: And who is this lil' nigga?
[CHUCKLES]
Goddamn.
You was a snaggletooth-ass queen.
Mm, nigga,
- fuck you.
- Ah!
Honey, that boy
came out the coochie switching.
- [LAUGHTER]
- Ow!
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
♪
- I can't stand the rain ♪
-
- Against my window ♪
-
Oh, what, you gots to go?
- Bringing back sweet memories ♪
-
Nah.
Nah, I'm good. I'm good.
Against my window ♪
Go on and top you off
with a little somethin'.
- [LAUGHS]
- Oh. What is it?
Come here. Smell that.
Ooh!
[LAUGHS] That's good. That smell good.
LIL' MURDA: Uh-huh,
your guy don't got that.
Oh, now, he can come back. [LAUGHS]
Oh.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[MUFFLED HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
- Y'all.
- Yes?
♪
Your girl up here doing the most.
KEYSHAWN: It's your girl Miss
M-I- crooked letter-crooked letter
chopping it up with my partner in crime,
Lil' Murdaaaaa!
Wow. God is really
shining down on me now.
And the devil gon' be
right there behind him.
- WOMAN: Mm-hmm.
- If y'all fell for "Fallin',"
y'all gon' go hard for this next joint.
Just y'all niggas wait, inspired
by my Mississippi Pride-Pride
WOMAN:
Yo' baby daddy gon' be lit over this.
WOMAN 2: Stupid-ass hoe.
- What the fuck is you doing, Keyshawn?
- It ain't nothing.
We was just throwin' a lil'
something to the stans.
They was hangry.
- This ain't no kind of good.
- What y'all so scared for?
♪
[LOCKER DOOR OPENS]
♪
- [LOCKER DOOR SQUEAKS]
- Mm.
Wonder what Mercedes would think
about you taking over her locker.
Same thing she think about
you taking over her spot.
But unlike her
I share my shit.
[BELLY'S "BALLERINA"]
Combination 34-36-15.
See, that's your stage,
but it's my arena ♪
She mine ♪
That's not a stripper,
that's my ballerina ♪
Oh, Lord ♪
Let me see you dance for me,
dance, dance, dance ♪
Do a handstand for me,
dance, dance, dance ♪
She do it ♪
Baby, can you pop it for me?
Dance, dance, dance ♪
Let me see you drop it for me ♪
Dance, dance, dance, all right ♪
I said, ooh, I'm talking heavy,
bring that big scale ♪
I'd say don't ride my wave,
but that ship sailed ♪
Man, my dog still riding
with that fish scale ♪
Doing fishtails like
he really miss jail ♪
Oh, Lord ♪
Let me see you dance for me,
dance, dance, dance ♪
Do a handstand for me,
dance, dance, dance ♪
She do it ♪
Uncle Clifford, can you believe
some of these folks drove
all the way from Biloxi to see me?
Like, can you believe it?
This shit going all, like, worldwide.
Oh, bitch, Biloxi is down the street.
It ain't worldwide.
You know what I mean.
How you feel about a night
with me as the headliner?
[CHUCKLES] Oh
they have eyes,
but they do not have sense.
Slow your roll, Miss Missy.
We could call it Murda Night.
Hear me on out, now.
With Mercedes gone,
you ain't got no kind of headliner.
Lil Murda song popping.
Even WorldStar done said it's,
like, the pick of the week.
Between me and him,
we could bring the folks on in here
before this go away for serious.
Did Lil Murda put you up to this?
No, but we workin' together now.
- Mm-mm.
- Don't be J.
[SCOFFS]
So this is goin' down,
like, this Sunday.
Invites goin' on the 'Gram tonight.
Keyshawn, you best not
be trying to run me, heifer.
Key
Hey!
Oh, Murda Night.
Oh, I taught her so well.
- KEYSHAWN: Whoo!
- Ooh.
[MERCEDES CHUCKLES]
Don't blow up on my doorstep, boy.
Girl, you know you want my slime.
Nigga, whatever. Give me the goods, now.
So I got you a Jadaria Wilkins
and a DeeDee Strom.
I got homegirl a Amber Cross
and a Bryanna Jackson.
Why I get Jaderia and she get Amber?
Well, you want these folks to
believe y'all's lies, now, don't you?
Fine ass. Mm.
Damn.
Mm-hmm.
So that's it.
Just these last few, and we done.
Ooh, damn, girl.
If I'd known you was
running stacks like this,
I'd been tried to be your girlfriend.
- Hmm.
- But alas, I's celibate.
Well, what about Mane?
Girl, you can't smash
in your own backyard,
but I loves to finger myself
to that lil' bow-legged
mu'fucka' right there.
- I can't with you.
- [LAUGHTER]
- Where's the restroom?
- Right that-a-way.
The way you make your Kool-Aid
- is trash, by the way.
- Uh-uh.
Yeah, yeah, bitch, and your mama.
I know you hard of hearing,
but I know you ain't hard of seeing.
So I know you seen this
ain't no mu'fuckin' bathroom.
My bad.
I thought it was, so I just
You like it, though?
[SOMBER MUSIC]
♪
The walls
they're a good girl color.
♪
That's what I was thinking.
♪
Only thing is,
she fucking hates purple now.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
She likes fucking green.
So she got it from her mama.
♪
I been decorating this
room for seven years.
♪
Got the bed from the pawnshop,
bed skirt from Dollar Tree.
What about that glitter pillow?
- Bitch, Marshalls had a sale.
- [CHUCKLES]
Folks always ask why
I stay in Chucalissa.
Go to Memphis, Atlanta.
You make more at the
clubs there than here.
Her not living here is far enough.
Time gon' come when I got her with me
where she belong
with her real mama.
What's her name?
♪
Terricka.
♪
What's yours?
♪
Autumn.
♪
It's hard livin' without them, ain't it?
♪
Some days
it's hard livin' at all.
No, it ain't never that bad, baby.
Whatever make you feel like that,
give it the chop.
That's what I done learned
in this lil' life of mine.
Bones meant to be put in they grave.
You're lucky.
♪
You get to be with her again.
You have to do
everything in your power to do that.
♪
Hey, I'm
[SNIFFLES] You said the
bathroom was this way, right?
Bora Bora's looking good on you, Bill.
I'm supposed to be
paragliding with my wife
in a few, Mr. Watkins.
Well, I promise to keep this short.
So the sale of Kyle Farms
we're supposed to be good, right?
You got that signature?
Wayne Kyle and his brother, Corbin,
couldn't come to an agreement.
I couldn't get the signature.
But they may be willing to lease.
Shit. Well, that's it for Chucalissa.
Maybe we gotta go to another
town up the river and build.
Need I remind you we're
already getting The Pynk
for below our 200K cap,
and Chucalissa is on the
crux of three states
Arkansas, Mississippi, and Tennessee
Mm-hmm.
With a major interstate
slicing right through,
straight on the Mississippi
River beside a bluff
- I understand that.
- And on a levee.
When you find the one,
you put a ring on it,
and to do that,
I think we should lease
the Kyle farm instead.
- Lease?
- Pay the Kyle family
what they're worth, not what they want.
Lock them into a leasing
fee of $15,000 per month.
Well, just get it done, or you're done,
and so is that 5% commission.
Fuck, yeah.
[MUFFLED HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
I usually choose the money over love ♪
Yeah, you can have it,
I don't give a fuck ♪
Mm. [CHUCKLES]
It's your girl Miss Mississippi.
We out here in the cut
witcho boy Lil' Murda!
Yea! Yuh, yuh, yuh. Uh!
You hear that? Lil' Murda on the track.
DJ Neva Scared on that
808 and the Mooge!
Holla!
Tell your friends that the
slayage is goin' down at The Pynk.
Slide through this
Sunday for Murda Night.
You don't wanna miss it.
My niggas finna get
bodied up in that bitch.
Murda Night, yuh.
Good looking out, Keyshawn.
Look, if we ain't have an in,
I don't know what we would do.
- The fuck you mean by that?
- WODDY: Damn, nigga.
Why you always on jump mode?
Nigga, I ain't Pico.
I'm just talking to lil'
shawty and DJ over there.
You just need to pack The
Pynk out like it's a problem.
You call yourself my manager,
then manage it, nigga.
You over there worried
about advertising.
You ain't got a new song yet, my nigga.
Damn, young one,
let me rest my laurels a little bit.
This one just bust.
DJ NEVA SCARED: Yeah,
your folk gon' wanna know what's next.
You would've already had a song,
but you missing your sessions.
MAN:
Qwan said he text you the other night
and you said you was gon' slide through.
But you ain't pull up, so what's up?
I'm fallin', fallin' ♪
Fallin' like the money in the club ♪
He was busy.
Ooh, yeah, you see it.
Mm.
MAN: Whoa. Huh.
- WODDY: Mm.
- DJ NEVA SCARED: Ugh.
[SUCKS TEETH] Let's get to work.
Come on, y'all.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
♪
[COMPUTER RINGING]
- Hey, babe.
- Baby, what up, though?
Been trying to catch you.
Oh, I just finished my rounds.
Can you believe another gunshot wound?
For some strange reason,
you sound happy about that.
No. Well, kind of. [LAUGHS]
So what are you doing?
Oh, you know, the usual.
Come on, you never tell me about work.
Long story short
I saved my company millions of dollars.
Baby, that's great!
- Look at you doing the do, okay.
- Yeah, I did that.
Only thing is,
Goddaddy might get a bit mad.
Why? He-he's always so proud of you.
Well, once he finds out
what I did in this new deal,
he may be a bit pissy.
But hey, it's for the greater good.
Hey. Hey, you there?
Yeah, I'm-I'm here.
Oh, it's just, you kind of froze there.
No, my connection is good here.
Do you think that was a good idea?
I mean,
why bite the hand that feeds you?
Maybe because the hand
is being shady as fuck
- and needs a little nibbling.
- He knows what his city needs.
I mean, you're just some
outsider flying in, so
Outsider?
Chucalissa's my home.
No, Atlanta's your home.
Andre
look, I miss you.
I miss your hugs
your kisses, your
Look, I gotta go finish this new deal.
I'ma hit you back a little later,
all right?
- Bye, babe.
- Andre
[ALAN SCOOP'S "DOLLAR SIGN"]
♪
Dollar sign, dollar sign ♪
All I see is dollar sign,
dollar sign ♪
Dollar sign, dollar sign ♪
All I see is dollar sign,
dollar sign ♪
Pussy poppin' on the floor,
on the floor ♪
Niggas, they be wanting more,
wanting more ♪
All them bitches stackin' dough,
stackin' dough ♪
Drinkin' all night by the bottle,
by the bottle ♪
Booty shakin' left, right ♪
See her pussy, so tight ♪
Bitches got me fucked up ♪
I just wanna smoke a blunt ♪
Lookin' fly on them six-inch heels ♪
Ain't nobody can't tell you nothing ♪
All right, bitches,
these day laborers here
is spending that dough.
Y'all better go on out there,
get this mo
- [CHATTER, LAUGHTER]
- Hello? Hello?
Jupiter, girl,
you going to nursing school?
Child, that's so good.
Girl, I told my mama on her deathbed
that I was gon' get
that nursing degree, okay?
Okay, child.
CLIFFORD: Well, lookie here.
Eloise done finally
come back to the slums
to kick it with the serfs.
Do my eyes deceive me?
'Cause I know that ain't no Eloise.
[WOMEN SQUEAL]
Maite, uh, ramen noodles, please.
Mm.
Ooh, I got to tell you, child,
I don't miss this desk right here.
Well, I'm sorry we ain't got
the good oak you accustomed to
at the mayor's office.
- Lucky we got wood at all.
- CLIFFORD: You know what?
You keep yapping, you can go
on back to gutting them houses,
talking 'bout my wood.
Don't make me fire your ass
and bring back Eloise, now.
Uncle Clifford,
can we take this reunion outside?
I listen to them talk
shit like I ain't there,
like I'm some kind of wallpaper.
And at first, I was like,
"How dare they?"
And then my silence got real loud.
Hmm.
Now, this casino is just the beginning.
They got plans to turn this town
into some kind of Candyland,
and I'm like, "For who?"
First the casino, then the outlet,
then some kind of subdivision
called Casey's Plantation.
- Mm, mm, mm.
- Huh?
- You hear what I'm saying?
- Mm-hmm.
Now, I've been blessed
to be the wallpaper in
the room where it happens,
and this is happening.
Now, they trying to slip
this shit through on the low,
but they gots to follow the law.
Mm-hmm.
- What this is?
- Charter for the city council.
Now, with regard
to gambling in Mississippi,
the city council can
push through a casino
without a city vote.
You trying to tell me that Wayne Kyle
and his six good old boys on the council
can force this casino shit
just down our throats?
They can try.
Only thing that can stop them
is a petition for a
citywide vote on the casino.
Oh, man, you know
these niggas don't vote.
True, niggas don't vote,
and crackers vote for
the wrong crackers.
- Hmm.
- But one thing I do know
is that these niggas round here
love them some titties
on a Saturday night.
Hey, more than they love
God on Sunday morning.
Mm.
Mayor Ruffin might
reign over Chucalissa,
but last I checked,
Clifford Sayles is the
mayor of Pussy Valley.
[BUZZER BLARES, CELL DOOR CLATTERS]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[CHUCKLES]
You? You posted my bail?
Who else you think it was gon' be?
Ain't nobody descending from no
heavens to come bail yo' ass out.
I'm your Jesus tonight.
I don't need no saving from you.
You need some saving from somebody.
Who done come for you?
I know Mercedes ain't.
Hmm, you been in here nine days
and was gon' be in here nine more
if I ain't walk into Vale's
Bail and lay it down.
You's a lie.
You ain't paid no stacks for my bail.
Oh, no, no, no, no, you right.
I ain't put no money down
on your triflin' ass.
But I did put down my club.
- You put down your club?
- Sure did.
See, that's another way they get us.
Folks be so desperate
to get they loved ones out of jail,
they willing to bet the whole farm,
and the way I see it,
it's about to be put up on
the auction block anyway,
so it was a gamble I
was willing to take.
- You must want something.
- Of course I do.
Well, I don't make deals with devils.
Well, I do
And, bitch
you best not be no flight risk.
Since I got you out, you owe me.
What you want from me?
You say you want that church?
How much you willing to pay for it?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
AUTUMN: Andre, you there?
Yeah.
[CLEARS THROAT] Yeah.
I'm sorry for calling you so early.
No worries, none at all.
Thank you for the food.
Oh, you didn't have to call me for that.
[CHUCKLES]
Let me show you I have
some home training.
Okay.
♪
How you doing, Hailey?
♪
Chucalissa looks so
beautiful in the morning from here.
♪
Are you at The Mounds?
I wanted to see it one more time
before I go.
♪
Can I, um
I think I'm better as a memory.
I know it might not
feel like it sometimes,
but you're right where you need to be,
right here.
♪
Try telling my wife that.
♪
G-good-bye, Andre.
♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Boy, bring your fat ass on.
Shit.
Man, this the last time I'm
babysitting yo' bracelet.
- Man, shut up.
- [SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
Your fat ass always crying and shit.
[GROANS]
Now, you stay fed, don't it?
Aight, then.
What the fuck?
[DARNELL GOT IT'S "MUDDY WATER"]
♪