*Resteraunt background noise* [Waiter] Welcome to the Shark Bar, do you have reservations? [Foxy] Yeah, two for Brown [Waiter] Right this way [Man] Reservations? [Foxy] Ahahahah *Piano keys, crowd background* [Foxy] Baby [Man] Yo whattup? [Foxy] We need to talk [Man] Talk about what? [Foxy] I'm stressed the fuck out [Man] What are you stressed out about? [Foxy] This relationship... this relationship! [Man] What? [Foxy] This shit ain't goin right [Man] You fuckin crazy? [Waiter] Excuse me, excuse me [Foxy] Calm down, you always make shit [Man] Yo what I told you about that shit? [Waiter] Miss Brown? [Foxy] Nigga you always... yes? [Waiter] You have a courtesy call at the desk [Foxy] Hold on baby *Foxy gets up* [Foxy] If I could take this back, I would [Man] Yeah yeah, whatever man, fuck you and your tits babe fuhreal If I can play again I will I should, go on back and play more, fuck that Probably thinks that she's taken though Yo motherfucker, we ain't come to talk, you bitch [Firm] Yeah motherfucker The Firm nigga [Man] Fuck y'all talkin about man? [Firm] Firm motherfucker [Man] Y'all know who the fuck I am? Y'all know who the fuck I am? [Firm] The Firm nigga, The Firm... the Firm nigga [Nan] Y'all fuckin crazy? *Two shots fired*