My Baby's Daddy Page #6
You look just like
Patti LaBelle.
Without the big hair, though.
When she was with the LaBelles.
Yeah, okay.
All right, now!
Freeze!
I want it chilly up in here!
Sir? We don't have
much money in the till.
You're welcome to it.
you rob a convenience store.
Did I ask you for money?
No, I did not.
Now, give me some
of them snot suckers.
Some of them rattles.
Some ass thermometers.
Pronto.
Yeah. Yeah.
Y'all got some baby grub
up in here?
Is the baby teething?
Oh, and don't forget
the rubber nipples.
Yeah.
And the booties
for the baby's feet.
And cotton swabs.
Cotton swabs.
That reminds me.
Is the baby still on formula?
going for organic.
Organic.
Right, right, right, right.
What the hell "organic" mean?
without any harmful pesticides
What?
No!
I want everything organic
up in this b*tch!
Right now!
I don't want nobody to move
for two minutes.
That's 150 seconds.
That didn't sound right.
Hoo-hoo!
Open the trunk.
Man, don't tell me
you just robbed the store!
Open the trunk, dawg.
What the hell did you do, fool?
They was robbin' us.
Just 'cause it's overpriced
don't mean you steal it.
Why you trippin'?
I did this for you, dawg.
What?
You the one got a baby
to handle.
Oh, I'm trippin'?
'Cause I ain't your
accomplice no more?
What? You got a baby now
so you don't work no more?
Oh, so robbin' is work now?
Yeah.
Man, they runnin' my plates.
Get in the car, man!
You like hanging out
with your Uncle No Good.
Take some of those right there.
That's what's up.
Yeah, this is kind of good.
Mmm, I can see how you eat
this stuff right here, brother.
You know what?
Me and your daddy got you
all kinds of good stuff today.
Got it for free, too,
if you know what I'm sayin'.
With a toy gun.
Made a clean getaway.
You know why?
You know why?
'Cause crime does pay.
Yes, it does.
Hey, baby.
What?
What's up, dawg?
Baby, what's the problem?
You mad?
Are you stupid?
What are you talking about?
Robbing baby stores?
Baby, that was No Good.
Tell that to your son when
your dumb ass ends up in jail!
Baby, I told you...
"Baby!"
Ow!
Damn!
- Sh*t!
God.
Yeah.
It'll be okay.
Okay?
G, just look at it
as a chance to grow.
To get in touch with yourself.
Look, man, I'm tired
of touching myself.
I want my lady to touch me.
I want XiXi to touch me.
Where you goin', sexy?
Big meeting today, fellas.
Gonna have a huge payday.
And maybe who knows, you know?
Get a place of my own.
Jas could have a backyard.
Her own room.
Man, you know what
you sound like?
What?
A b*tch?
No.
A man.
All right.
I'll talk to you later.
You kind of dress like
a b*tch, though.
Drive By, you so crazy.
So, when did you guys
become such good friends?
This is gonna be hard.
This is gonna be real hard.
It's gonna be hard for
You ain't gonna be the
Brothas Stylz's manager no more.
That wasn't that hard.
No, no, no.
Very easy, dawg.
Let's go.
You're dismissed, b*tch.
Dismizzle, bizzle.
I'm all right!
- Dang Ling, where's XiXi?
- She don't want to see your ass.
Cha Ching, where's XiXi?
G, we need to talk.
Outside.
You get that black eye boxing?
Nope.
From your daughter.
Yeah, she got a left hook
like her mother.
I don't smoke cigarettes.
Take a closer look, fool.
Special smoke.
Cure a chronic ailment.
Even a broken heart.
Hmm.
Damn, man.
All this time, I thought
you was uptight and sh*t.
You remind me of myself
when I was your age.
The Triads.
I was the leader
of the Far East Side Riders.
I dreamt of being
the Chinese Scarface.
Hey.
Say hello to my little friend.
Hey.
What happened?
Met XiXi's moms up at the club.
Got gander at junk in the trunk.
She made you turn
your life around.
Not before reality b*tch-slapped
me in the face first.
Gangster Gung Ho
got cap busted in ass.
Pour a little out
for homies ain't here.
Yeah.
After that,
my baby's mama a better life.
Any regrets?
One.
I didn't do it sooner.
Dominic.
Hi.
- Oh. I wasn't expecting you.
- Yeah, I know.
I just wanted to see
if we could talk maybe.
Well, this really
isn't the best...
Dominic.
What's she doing here?
You caught us at a bad time.
We just got out of the bath.
"We"?
Maybe we should talk.
Are you trying to tell me
you're a...
Let's be real.
Jasmine needs
a full-time parent.
For when she's sick.
For when she can't sleep.
You know you can't
be counted on for that.
No, that's not true.
That's what I wanted to
talk to you about.
We have to do
what's best for Jasmine.
And you think her having
two mommies is what's best?
Yes.
Venus and I are in love.
She's with Jasmine
every single day.
You're more into
the Stylz Brothas
than you are into being a dad.
Oooooh
Yeah
La la la la la
We're not living
without sacrifice
Sacrifice
Sometimes blessings,
they come in disguise
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Every valley has a mountain
Every shore, a sea
Every life, a reason
What was meant to be
And that's the way it goes
Brandy.
Ba ba ba ba ba
Brandy.
And that's the way it goes
Da da di yi yi
Advice for life
You only get one chance
to make it right
Live wrong
and pay the price
Be strong and sacrifice
Respect life
and think twice
My God-given rights,
God gave me the light
Despite the negativity
in human life
Life, unh, yo
I'm too blessed
to be stressed
Up against all odds
that manifest in the flesh
Yo, lovin' my life,
life, I'm livin' it
You love the way it sound
and the way that I deliver it
Love life
and keep it innocent
Live and let live,
life's experience
I know you're mad at me.
Hell, if I was you,
I'd be mad at me, too.
But if you give me
a chance to explain.
I am sorry.
Brandy.
Carver.
I am sorry.
I ain't gonna say this
but one time.
So you damn well better hear me.
Now, Lonnie.
Don't get caught up in this
"baby's mama" drama.
Now, you had you
a good woman in Brandy.
She a good woman.
She likes you.
And that baby likes you, too.
You need to be a man.
You need to go ahead
and pick your hair out
and get rid of them damn
deep-sea-diving goggles
and handle your business.
And you.
Rerun.
Huh?
Yeah, you.
You got a good woman, too.
But you're too damn lazy.
All you want to do is
lay up on your ass all day.
And you ain't no fighter.
Hell, I'll knock your dick
in the dirt, old as I am.
Yeah, you need to put
your family first.
Put your family first.
And, Dom, you ain't no player.
Now, Uncle Virgil was a player.
You hear me?
I was slammin' more Cadillac
doors and pimpin' more ho's
while you were still swimming
around in your daddy's nut sac.
And you got a good woman, too.
But no, you mad 'cause she done
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