Poetic Justice
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:20:00
-You cold on these f ools.
-I can't help it.

:20:03
Check this out. It ain't like
I ain't got the money.

:20:07
Besides, she call me Daddy
sometimes, anyway.

:20:11
-What you mean, she call you Daddy?
-Just what I said.

:20:16
-We gonna see who she call Daddy.
-We'll see.

:20:19
-We gonna find out.
-What we gonna find out, then?

:20:22
Well, let's see, then.
:20:24
Well, hurry your slow ass up, then.
:20:30
Keisha.
:20:31
Hi, Daddy.
:20:35
-Who's your daddy?
-You.

:20:37
That's right. That's your son and
this is my daughter. Don't f orget it.

:20:42
Pothead.
:20:45
It's like I'm her daddy since they
came f rom the same tired-ass hooker.

:20:51
How's that?
:20:52
-Difference.
-What's up, boy?

:20:58
Felix.
:21:00
What y'all two f ools talking about?
:21:03
-Talking about your yamp ass.
-Here we go. Simple Nick in the house.

:21:08
Get your ass away f rom the TV.
:21:11
What you cleaning up f or?
This place looks f ucked up as normal.

:21:18
What you all nervous f or?
You been basing?

:21:23
I ain't doing shit. I don't remember
Saying, " I do, " to neither one of you.

:21:29
-Has she?
-No, this is what you do:

:21:31
Get her and get out of my house. Don't
f orget to get her some tennis shoes...

:21:36
If welf are wasn't paying the rent,
this wouldn't be your house.

:21:40
-Fuck you.
-Get your ass back in the room. Tramp.

:21:44
You know what I told your ass
about that shit!

:21:48
Told her if I catch her doing
that shit again, I'm taking Keisha.

:21:52
-She ain't got to be around this shit.
-Nothing wrong with her. She's crazy.

:21:58
If something was wrong with her ass,
I'd know.


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