02x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

Brat and Judy's
love game is strong.

I love you.

But now they're taking it
to a whole mother level.

[Baby farts]Ohh!

The "Brat Loves Judy"
five-part Baby Special.

A WE tv original. Now
streaming on ALLBLK.

[cars whirring]

- Draya!

- No touching.

- God.

- My gosh.

- My God.

- Yeah, welcome to my world.

Okay, calm down Crystal.

They only shank visitors
on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

- I always said I was ride
or die from my clients,

but this is some
next level sh*t.

- You made that?

- Yes, of course.

It's 'cause I love you.

- Well,

it's good to see you.

- Even getting shanked
couldn't stop me

from bringing you this
unbelievable offer.

Come on-

- Crystal, don't start.

Come on, what are
you talking about?

- The publicity around
the trial sent book sales

through the roof, so I'm
negotiating with the publisher.

They wanna give you a seven
figure deal for another book,

and they're seeing a franchise.

- No.

- And it's not just that.

The networks are
also reaching out.

Amazing.

- sh*t.

- Yep.

- This is what we've
been talking about.

This is what we've
been working for.

- You did it.

What do you say?

Come on.

- f*ck.

Look where I'm at.

All right?

The f*cking penthouse
project is dead.

It's- - No, no, no, no.

They really, really
want you to continue.

You're persuasive.

You could convince the
women to cooperate.

Play along, kaching.

- How much did they offer?

[sultry, classy music]

♪ You think you're ready
but how do you know? ♪

♪ She holds her secrets,
she runs the show ♪

♪ One false move
and you're out ♪

♪ 'Cause you got the
right woman wrong ♪

♪ Try to stop us but
it can't be done ♪

♪ Find and block us,
but we're not the ones ♪

♪ We're the queens of the
game, and believe me ♪

♪ Hell ain't no fun, no fun ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ It's in the way she moves ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ You wonder how they do
it, can you keep a secret ♪

♪ Shake it up, baby ♪

♪ Coming through [indistinct]
how to treat a lady ♪

♪ Classy, sexy, crazy ♪

♪ Shake it up, shake it up,
shake it up, shake it up ♪

♪ Hush ♪

[sultry ambient tone]

- Draya Logan's
indictment for the m*rder

of Lavar Davidson two weeks
ago came as a surprise to many.

The celebrated marriage
therapist and bestselling author

made the headlines for an
unorthodox book following

the extramarital
affairs of three women

who shared a luxury penthouse.

Dr. Logan professed
her innocence,

but sources within the
prosecutor's office say

they believe they'll be
ready to make their case

to a jury when the
trial commences.

- Okay, sorry.

- [Phone] Please
leave your message-

- Sorry, sis.

Draya Logan.

[phone rings]

- [Q] Hello.

- Hey, did you see the news?

- Can't be surprised.

- No, but we can use this
sh*t to our advantage

to get me the hell
up outta here.

- What'd you have in mind?

- We need to pay our
friend Clair, the mayor,

a nice little visit, okay?

And second, you need to
pay those penthouse b*tches

a visit, all right?

Let them know they can't
f*cking just leave me up

in here to rot.

- [Q] You sure about that?

She might get jumpy
and go to the cops.

- No, okay?

Clair's smarter than that.

But you know, just in case,

you may wanna take a
little reassurance.

- I got you.

- Q, make sure
Clair knows exactly

who the hell her
friends are, all right?

And more importantly,
what we can do for her.

- [Q] Got you.

[tense music]

[ritzy, classy music]

- 17, 17, 17, 17.

Hey Ray, you went shopping.

- Hey.

Yes I did, for the boutique.

- Okay, okay, okay.

- Why does it look like
your office in here?

- Because I am pinpointing
the perfect place

for the Southeast group.

Far, far away from
Mona and Linc.

- You know, I still don't
understand why they had

to kidnap you to help
them get businesses.

Like that sh*t's
not normal at all.

- Nah, it's not.

But what part of
what we do is normal?

I did think they were gonna
gimme two shots to the dome.

I was almost outta here.

- I don't know.

There's just something more
to what they're saying.

I just, I don't know what it is.

- Yeah I don't know,
but Rashee really wants

to bring me into operation.

- Well if Rashee
is bringing you in,

that means that they're gonna
try to make a move on Linc.

- Well, not if I put 'em
on the other side of town.

- Well, I hope so.

I feel like there's
something bigger brewing

with Mona and Linc.

Especially with Lavar.

- Speaking of which, I still
don't understand that part.

Care to share?

No?

Oh, okay, so we still
keeping secrets, huh?

Great.

- What in the hell
are you doing here?

And how did you
get past security?

- Mayor, they say good
help is hard to find.

Draya Logan sent me.

Sorry to barge in
on you like this.

I figured you wouldn't want me
on your visitor's log anyway.

Can I sit?

Thanks.

- How is Draya doing?

And these charges
are ridiculous.

I can't see her k*lling anyone.

- That's why I'm here.

She needs your help.

- Now Q, as much as
I care about Draya,

there's nothing I can do.

And I can't afford to be
connected to this case.

Good day, Q.

- I figured you'd say that.

[Throat clearing]

- I'm not used to my
friends blackmailing me.

So Q, what does
Draya want in return

for this video never
seeing the light of day?

- A visit from an old friend.

Good day.

[tense, stylish music]

- f*ck.

- Mm, you weren't playing, huh?

- I never do.

[both chuckle]

- Oh baby.

Oh, these girls will
be up any minute.

- No, no, no.

So what, I guess that
means no round two?

- Not right now, no.

- Baby.

- I gotta make breakfast,
get them off to school.

What time is your meeting
with your lawyer today?

- 9:30.
- Mm.

- I hope he gives
me some good news

so we can get these
bullshit charges dismissed.

- The fact that
anybody would think

that you defraud investors
is just ridiculous, baby.

I mean, my God.

- Who's looking
for you so early?

- That's just notifications
from Draya's storage company.

- How's the job going
with Draya locked up?

- It's going, you know?

It's still a lot of work
with packing up her office,

and sorting the files.

Much more work than I
thought it would be.

But extra cash does put it
in the legal bills, right?

- Mm-hm, it feels good.

- You like that?
- I like that.

Baby, I don't know,

I just don't want you
doing so much, you know?

I mean, I already hate
that you're spending

all your money on me.

- Baby, what's mine is yours.

- You know I could've
never gotten through any

of this without you, right?

Which is why I am expecting
round two later on

after we put the girls to
bed, because I need that.

- Oh, do you?

[sighs] Lord, you better
be ready for round two.

- Oh gosh.

I'm ready right
now, can't you tell?

[woman chuckles]

Damn.

- I love you.

- I love you more, baby.

- I love you most.

[tense music]

[gravel crunching]

[lock clicks]

[possessions rustling]

- Bingo.

- [Clair] The stunts
you pulled with Lloyd

could have ended my career.

Now my presence is
merely an invitation

for you to tell me the truth.

- Clair, I have always
been honest with you-

- Except for Lloyd being at
your little penthouse parties.

- Yeah, see unfortunately,
that was confidential.

- You sat in my face
and lied, Draya.

- And you chose to
stay with Lloyd even

though you knew exactly
who the f*ck he was.

- Oh, so now this is my fault?

- No, no, I'm not saying that.

- You know, he told
me not to trust you.

- Listen Clair, I don't
know what he said,

I don't know what he's suggesting,
but it's not true, okay?

I didn't do it.

I'm innocent.

I am actually the victim here.

- The victim?

Someone's child is dead!

- And my heart truly
breaks for them, all right?

But look at me,
look where I'm at.

There's no weapon, no witnesses.

You know I am in here
illegally, Clair.

- Suppose you're
telling the truth.

What do you think
I can do for you?

- You're sleeping
with the enemy.

- Well he believes
you set him up.

- Why would I do that?

- I don't have a clue.

I don't know why.

- Listen, I need
you to talk to him-

- No, no, I'm sorry
Draya, I can't do that.

I can't.

Now I am in the
thick of my campaign,

and even me coming down here
to visit you today was a risk.

One that I'm not
willing to take.

- But you did.

- You know Clair, it's funny.

Black women, you know, we
have to work twice as hard

as anyone else to get
half of what they have.

And in a second, it
can all get taken away.

One wrong move and you
can just lose everything.

You know, I would
hate to see everything

that you worked for,
your entire life,

just be ripped right from you.

Especially while
Lloyd, he still reigns.

Because the truth is his a*s
would bounce back, but you?

I don't really f*cking know.

- And yet you're here.

A black woman blackmailing
another black woman.

- [chuckles] Actually
I'm helping you.

I ain't helping myself.

- And how in the hell
is this helping me?

- What if I got Q
to follow Lloyd?

Watch his every move,

make sure he doesn't do
anything stupid again,

'cause you know he will Clair.

Make sure you win
your fourth term.

Hm?

- And you can do that?

- I can do anything.

- Except for getting outta here.

- Actually I'm doing
that right now.

- Touche.

[door knocks]

Draya.

[lively, confident club music]

- A dollar, n*gga?

A dollar?

Get the f*ck out.

Get the f*ck out.

Security, throw this
m*therf*cker out.

- Let's go.

- Hey!

- Linc is waiting
on y'all upstairs.

So let's go.

- Terrell, where you been?

- Oh I got called away on
business here, for the firm.

- Hmm.
- But I'm back now.

- Well I'm gonna need
you to redo the paperwork

on all those companies
you put together

to run the money through
while I was gone.

- Okay, well then we should-

- What?

Nah, nah, nah, Linc, nah.

f*ck That.

Have I ever asked
you for anything?

Have I ever asked you
for any f*cking thing?

That money that was running
through those accounts?

I did that to
legitimize our sh*t.

And you mean to tell me you
gonna take that away from me?

n*gga, don't you ever forget
that you was stuffing money

in them pissy a*s mattresses
before you got locked up.

- Well I'm back now,

and y'all ain't gonna
keep playing with me.

- n*gga, you might be back,
but if you f*ck up any

of these businesses that I
put together with Terrell,

your a*s going back to jail.

n*gga, you wanted the streets?

It got that.

But this legitimate sh*t?

Oh, this legitimate
sh*t is mine.

The f*ck?

- Must be on her
period or some sh*t.

[Terrell titters]

- All right, so Linc, what
else can we help you with?

What can we do for you?

- My squad's been taking
hits for several weeks now.

And y'all little parties bringing
in a nice chunk of change.

Now the most interesting thing
in it all is your guest list,

because it fits perfectly
for my future expansion.

- Okay, well obviously
gonna need a new place

to do business.

- No doubt.

Found a little spot
outside the city.

We on some police
show sh*t over here.

Old friend owes me a favor.

Not so fast, little mama.

My cut from the party's double,

and we're gonna double
up the nights per week.

- Double?

We are barely breaking even,
how we going to do double?

- That's no problem, Linc.

We got you.

- See I like you, little mama.

You still got it.

- Look at this
whack a*s zip code.

Our clients wouldn't be caught
dead in this neighborhood.

- [Terrell] We sure we can
even restart the parties?

We've got so much going on.

Southeast Crew
pressing the meets.

What about your boutique?

- Nah, the parties are more
profitable than the boutique.

I'll move the business online.

As long as we're
making Linc money,

and cleaning cash,
he'll leave us alone.

- I agree.

- You and Linc all right?

Things seemed a little tense.

- b*tch, you think?

This m*therf*cker
got me twisted.

I was running this while
his a*s was locked up,

and I ain't giving it up now.

sh*t done f*cking changed.

- So what, what are
you saying, Mona?

- Syleena, how long you
think Linc gonna keep you

around in this bullshit?

The heat in these streets
is m*therf*cking real.

Either you working
for that n*gga,

or your a*s is in
the f*cking ground.

My brother, that n*gga gonna
be looking for anybody,

'cause he gotta hit somebody

before them Southeast
n*gg*s try him for real.

- Yeah, you can't
afford to look weak.

- You know what?

I don't like you
two m*therf*ckers.

But as the old saying goes,

"The enemy of my enemy is
my f*cking friend n*gga."

[sultry music]

- Does that mean what
I think it means?

- It means once you've
had a taste of the throne,

you ain't just about
to give that sh*t up.

- True.

- That's why you're meeting
with the Southeast crew

is gonna be good for all of us.

- Mm-hm, I love the
way your mind works.

- Hey, don't get me in
trouble with this sh*t.

Be back in 15 minutes.

- Yeah, well I'm glad to see
you were properly motivated

to finally come through.

- It's not like you
gave me a choice.

- Oh no, you had a choice.

You're a smart man, because
I think you chose wisely.

[phone rings]

- Hello?

- Hey, yeah, it's me.

Whatever you said worked.

His a*s came through.

- [Q] I got the g*n.

- f*ck. [sighs]

Jordan probably won't
even realize it's gone

before it's too late.

- And our little
reality stars prepping

for a new reality show.

Julio's playing a role
of a perfect husband,

but he could erupt
at any minute.

- Oh, it mean she did f*ck
the guy's brother, right?

- Yeah, Syleena and
Terrell over here meeting

with Lavar's father at Assets.

Looks like they might
be plotting something

on the side with
a system on the D.

- That's interesting.

You know what you,
might wanna keep an eye

on sneaky a*s
Syleena, all right?

You know, given that the
Party Princess is the one

who has the most to lose,

it's really no telling
what the f*ck she might do.

- I got you.

- Q.

- [Q] Hm?

- You f*cking better.

- Gina, we are so
excited to show you this.

This is the mock-up of
the "Damn Gina" opener.

- I love it.

- Yes, let me see.

Oh, it's perfect.

- Right?

- Yes, this is amazing.

- Oje.

Hola mi amor, I hope
I'm not interrupting.

What's up Cameron?

- Not at all, honey.

We're going over all my
stuff with "Damn Gina"

from my producers.

- Oh, damn Gina.

- You all know my
husband, Julio.

- Oh yeah.

- It's good to see you again.

- I'm glad the network
finally sees my wife's beauty.

- Definitely.

- And talent.

She's being a star, not
like them other b*tches.

- Well, Gina's show is
our number one priority.

- Certainly.

- You hear that baby?

Their number one
priority, just like me.

- Oh, look at that,
they're so sweet.

- [Producer 1] They're
so cute, I love it.

- [Producer 2]
You're telling me.

- You know what'd make this
show a guaranteed success

right out the gate?

- What's that?

- An appearance from him.

- [Producer 2] Absolutely.
- Oh no, Julio

wouldn't do that.

- Oh, I'd love to.

- What?

- Get the f*ck outta here.

- For real?

[Julio speaks Spanish]

Of course I do it.

- For real?

- Sí.

- Ai papí, serious?

- I love you baby, of course.

- Te amo, Papí.

- Oh, look at that.
- That's too sweet.

- I have to run
some errands, okay?

Te veo, Cameron.

Nice to see you guys.

- It's a pleasure.

- Okay.

- Oh, I wish my husband
still looked at me like that.

- sh*t, and I wish
I had a husband.

How do you do it, Gina?
- [Producer 2] Yeah.

- Sleep with your
husband's brother.

- [clears throat] Ah,
just lots of prayer.

- Amen.
- Yes.

- Lots and lots of prayer.

- Mm, lookee my Syleena.

Beautiful as always.

- Hey.
- Hi.

[horn honking]

- Oh, that's my husband.

I have to go.

- Girl, your followers
have increased

since the network
announced "Damn Gina".

Am I the best fairy godmother,
I mean fairy god manager,

to ever do it?

- Yes, you are.

- Yes, that's amazing,

- Cameron.
- What?

What?

- Alejandro.

I haven't been
able to reach him.

All my calls are going
right to voicemail.

- b*tch, you better
snap out of it.

That is your husband's brother.

Don't f*ck up this bag
for the both of us.

- Julio said he
was gonna k*ll him.

- You can't be messing
with those Dominicans.

You better be lucky
you don't end up

on the FBI missing person list.

I can see your name now.

See it?

Don't mess up this bag for us.

- I've never seen that look
in Julio's eyes before.

Diablo.

All of a sudden, he wants
to be the perfect husband?

I don't trust him, Cameron.

- Julio is not gonna
let some affair

torpedo his endorsements.

If everyone found out that his
brother was f*cking his wife,

he's gonna look like a p*ssy.

- A-one p*ssy.

But what if he k*lled him?

- Count your blessings
and count your coins.

And be lucky he didn't
put a b*llet in your head.

So what you need to do, b*tch,

is keep your mouth closed
and keep your legs open.

[confident, stylish music]

[shower pattering]

[shower stops]

[anticipatory, sultry music]

♪ What I fear to see
is I want more of it ♪

♪ When I'm with you, I
know I can rise above it ♪

♪ Nothing is impossible
when you look in my eyes ♪

♪ I can have it all, it's what
you tell me, ain't no lie ♪

♪ No lie ♪

♪ You make me a better
man, better man ♪

♪ You believe in me even
when I don't think I can ♪

♪ I don't tell you that baby
because I'm a stubborn man ♪

♪ I just want to
give you the world ♪

[Gina moans] ♪ And
place it in your hands ♪

♪ You can have it all ♪

♪ Ooh, you can have it all ♪

- [Alejandro] Regina, baby.

- Ay, Alejandro coño.

[music stops abruptly]

Oh my God.

Papí, I'm so sorry.

- Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

- Papí-

- You know, you really
break my f*cking heart.

[Gina frets]

- Julio!

Monstro!

Let me go!

I'm so sorry! [sobs]

[indistinct]

I'm sorry!

Julio!

Julio, no!

[indistinct]

- Get the f*ck outta here!

- Julio!

[Julio speaks Spanish]

Papí please!

Julio!

Hold the f*ck up,
open this door!

Please.

Please!

Julio!

Julio!

Papí.

[speaks Spanish], Papí!

- We just really have
to stick together

because God knows where
the hell this is gonna go.

- Hey.
- Hey.

What's going on, b*tches?

- So clearly we all
got the same sh*t.

- We're trying to be seen
together, but Draya locked up.

- Well, clearly somebody
wants us here all together.

- Yeah, we all know who that is.

- You good?

- Yeah, just oh, I got a
lot of sh*t on my mind.

Like why the f*ck is she
sending us random text messages,

and how do we know
she won't turn on us?

- The truth is this
could be a f*cking setup

right here, right now.

- That word.

- No, Draya can't turn on us

without implicating herself too.

- I don't know.
- I ain't worried about that.

- Draya will do some sh*t.

- I mean, I don't know.

She's known to do crazy.

- Fill me up.

- Thank you.

- I'm good.

Thanks.

- So have any of you maybe
thought about visiting her?

- Not at all.
- Hell no.

- Okay, well damn- - b*tch-

- I just asked.

- Not going to no jail
to see that b*tch.

- In other news though,

I'm about to restart
hosting my parties.

- At the penthouse?

- f*ck no.

- T and I were looking
for a new place.

- Well, speaking of
finding a new spot.

This m*therf*cker kicked me out.

- Oh Gina.

- Do you need a place to stay?

- I thought about staying
with Cameron, but...

- You can crash with us.

- I mean it's not the
mansion, but it's something.

- You sure?

- Yes.

- It's just for a little while.

- [Syleena] Yeah.

- Thank God.

- Do you all ever wonder
why this whole investigation

was just stopped cold turkey?

- Because they don't
have sh*t on us.

Plus the DA's focused on Draya.

But without a m*rder weapon
or connection to Lavar,

it's gonna be hard
to get a conviction.

- Anything can change.

Anything can happen.

We were there.

- Think about it.

If that b*tch gets out, we can
easily be framed as suspects.

- I ain't no
m*therf*cking suspect,

and neither are you.
- Okay Syleena, we were there.

- Okay?

But they don't know that.

- But we don't-

- Okay ladies, your
bill's been taken care of.

- Wait, what?

- By who?

- By that gentleman
by the bar over there.

- [Syleena] Oh,
this m*therf*cker.

- And I was told to
leave these for you.

- Now vampire sh*t.

Now this makes sense.

- That's for you.

- [Gina] This is for you.

Oh, Syleena.

- sh*t.

- Kerry Davis, as CNA's
Washington correspondent

who always has his
finger on the pulse

of the next major
political star,

what's your read on Mayor
Clair Dupri's chances

in the Democratic Party?

- Her favorables
are on the rise,

and she's savvy enough to be
building a national reputation.

Sources tell me the party
is paying close attention,

but she's facing
some strong headwinds

not of her own making.

- What do you mean, Carrie?

- Well, Mayor Dupri's
husband is raising concerns

within the party.

And if she wants to take
her political career

to the next level, I'll
be as honest as Abe,

she's gotta cut the dead weight.

- As viewers know, Mayor
Clair Dupri is married

to Judge Lloyd Dupri.

Their reputation has
somewhat been tarnished due

to whispers of
extramarital activities.

- [Kerry] If what you
mentioned is confirmed,

Mayor Dupri's hopes for a
higher office are D-O-A.

Thank you for your
time, Christophe.

Now let's turn to
the national news

as the wildfires in
Southern Californ-

[throat clearing]

- We need to talk
about Draya Logan.

[Lloyd sighs]

And how you are going to get
these m*rder charges dropped.

- The hell I will.

I won't do it.

You just can't say
something and expect,

[tense music]

Clair, enough.

- Enough?
- Enough!

- Let me tell you what's enough.

Draya Logan has a video
of you from the penthouse.

And unless I get her release,

she's releasing the
video to the media.

Now, like I said, you
are going to get it done.

I didn't stay married to
your a*s all these years

to go out on some late
night talk show punchline.

You must have forgot
who you f*cking with.

Got me f*cked up.
♪ You on my mind ♪

- Work that sh*t, b*tch.

Damn.

- Where the hell is my sister?

- Jordan.

About time.

Now do you think
you in any position

to f*cking demand
something from me?

Your trick a*s faked
your f*cking death

and sent me to prison.

A n*gga just don't
forget sh*t like that.

You lucky I ain't cut your
sister up in front of you.

- Linc, I'm sorry.

- Yeah.

Well, I won't hurt her as
long as you do what I want.

I saw your little
For My Fans page.

You got n*gg*s all around
the world jerking off

to that fat a*s.

- What do you want, Linc?

- Sit down.

Sit down.

A hundred thousand dollars
and I let your sister go.

- What, I don't make
that kind of money!

Plus I still have
to pay money for my-

- For who?

That white collar n*gga you got?

That fed time ain't
got sh*t to do with me.

- Okay, Linc.

I'm going to get you your money.

Just please don't
hurt my sister.

- Get my f*cking money.

Jordan better come through,

'cause if she don't, you
gonna pay the ultimate price,

baby girl.
- Help!

- Struggle, b*tch.

[chuckles] Struggle.

- Somebody help me!

- [Guard] Okay, wake up.

You got a visitor.

- sh*t.

That was fast, Clair.

I've been busy, Dr. Serena.

- Mm-hm.

You know I know as a therapist
that that's some BS, right?

Draya, it's good to see you.

- Yeah, well I wish I
could say the same thing.

Take me back to my cell.

- Wait.

Maxwell's getting out.

Yes.

His defense was able to pull
together enough evidence

to prove his innocence.

- Okay, but he was, they said-

- Apparently most, if
not all her wounds,

were self-inflicted.

- Wow, so he's getting out.

- Yep.

And I thought we needed
to talk about it.

I was present.

I was there with you,
during the aftermath

of everything you dealt
with with that situation.

I saw what you went through,
and I saw how you coped.

And I know that
you blamed yourself

for what happened to her.

[tense music]

What are you feeling?

- I feel like I should
be getting out, okay?

Like I should not
f*cking be up in here.

- Fair enough.

I believe that too, okay?

And it pains me to
see you in here.

- Save it, all right?

- Draya- - No, no,

last time I saw you,
you were so f*cking set

on ruining my life-

- Draya, stop it.
- My career,

every f*cking thing that I-

- Draya, that is not the case.

It's not the case at all.

You know me better than that.

You know that I
want nothing more

than for you to
be your best self.

- Well, you know what?

- What is so wrong with that?

- We don't always
get what we want.

- Draya, come on.

- Stop.

Just don't come back.

You should not have f*cking

came here.
- Draya-

- Take me back to
my f*cking cell.

[Serena sighs]

[sultry, inquisitive music]

- Hello.

- Hello.

Damn Syleena, you broke out
the 25 year old bourbon?

What happened?

- Trust me.

You're gonna need it.

- Oh boy.

The hell is Gina doing here?

- Julio kicked her out.

She has nowhere to go.

- Ain't nobody trying to
foster parent a reality star.

- But Gina's my friend, okay?

And she [indistinct] which
might be able to help us.

- That's a good point.

I think she can
help me little bit.

- Go to bed.

- [grunts] Come on, babe, just-

- We're going to bed.

- I mean just- - Your
room is this way.

- [Linc] A hundred
thousand dollars,

and I'll let your sister go.

[wallet clatters]

[tense music]

- [Syleena] "You are cordially
invited to the mansion."

- "Ladies only, you
know the drill."

- "There will be sexy
fun, but only for a wife-"

- "Because one of you
b*tches owes me her life."

- The f*ck is this?

- Maxwell Baxter walks out
of prison a free man today.

The convicted m*rder*r
sentence was overturned.

He's free to go to do
whatever he pleases.

We don't know [indistinct].
- Oh sh*t, what?

- This is the
justice he deserves,

but we will be following along.

- f*ck!

- Ladies, I just
wanna let you know

that I'm so proud of y'all.

But in order to meet your quota,

you gonna have to
step your p*ssy out.

- Hey, hey turn this sh*t up.

- In surprising news,

Dr. Draya Logan may
be getting released.

Judge Lloyd Dupri has
called both the prosecutor

and defense attorney
to his chambers.

Dr. Logan is being held in
the death of Lavar Davidson,

but now those charges
may be dropped.

- D, if this b*tch get
out, you bring her to me.

What the f*ck?

What kinda f*ck sh*t
is this? [grumbles]

[stylish, confident music]

- I don't have
time for games, Q.

Tell us what this is all about.

- And don't leave
anything out this time.

- Have a seat, please.

- I mean, b*tch, we here.

I don't know.

- Y'all are invited here because
you're very special friends

of Draya, and she hopes
you all feel the same way,

given all she's done for you.

[Syleena scoffs]
- This b*tch.

What the hell do you mean, Q?

- What he means is Draya got
caught up for Lavar's m*rder,

and she didn't tell the
police that we were all there.

- Or who pulled the trigger.

- She's keeping your secret in
hope that you'll do the same.

- [Syleena] What the f*ck
are you doing in here?

- Good to see you too, baby.

I see I'm gonna have
to take it again.

b*tch!
- Oh my God!

- I see I'm about to k*ll you

like I'm gonna do
your f*cking n*gga.

f*ck! [shouts]

- sh**t his a*s!

Do it!

[Gina screams]

- [shouts] f*ck!

- [Jordan] sh**t him!

- I shoulda r*ped you, b*tch.

[g*n pops] [girls screaming]

- Oh my god, did we
just k*ll somebody?

What the hell is this?

- Hold up, we all know
that's not what happened.

- Where is Draya?

- That's next.

- I bet you b*tches
forgot about me.

But don't worry
because I sure as hell

did not forget about you all.

And let me be the first to
say welcome to the Mansion.

Now I know it's
not the penthouse.

We could no longer be there
due to unfortunate events,

but I hope you all like this
new place, the environment.

I hope you find it comfortable
so you can get back

to your endeavors.

Now I'm sitting in this
mother f*cking jail cell,

soldiering up for all of you,

and now it's your
turn to do the same.

Or else.

- Or else?

Wait.

[girls gasping]

- This is f*cked up.

- [Syleena] Oh my god.
- But I look good.

- b*tch, focus.

- Now I know you don't want
any of that footage released,

so if I were you, I would
get the f*ck back to work.

[girls gasping]

- [Gina] We're f*cked.

[sultry, classy music]

♪ You think you're ready,
but how do you know ♪

♪ She holds the secrets,
she runs the show ♪

♪ One false move
and you're out ♪

♪ 'Cause you got the
right woman wrong ♪

♪ They try to stop us,
but it can't be done ♪

♪ They find and block us,
but we're not the ones ♪

♪ We're the queens of the
game, and believe me ♪

♪ Hell ain't no fun, no fun ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ It's in the way she moves it ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ You wonder how they do
it, can you keep a secret ♪

♪ Shake it up, baby ♪

♪ Coming through [indistinct]
how to treat a lady ♪

♪ Classy, sexy, crazy ♪

♪ Shake it up, shake it up,
she'll drive you crazy ♪

♪ Don't waste her time,
no, let her take the lead ♪

♪ She'll stand beside you ♪

♪ Fulfill all your needs ♪

♪ She's a boss, she's
on top, listen closely ♪

♪ Before you proceed ♪

♪ Shake it up, baby ♪

♪ Coming through [indistinct]
how to treat a lady ♪

♪ Classy, sexy, crazy ♪

♪ Shake it up, shake it up,
she'll drive you crazy ♪

♪ Shake it up, baby ♪

♪ Coming through [indistinct]
how to treat a lady ♪

♪ Classy, sexy, crazy ♪

♪ Shake it up, shake it up,
she'll drive you crazy ♪