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Phone rings.
Foxy - Hello?
Phone goes dead.
Phone rings again.
Foxy - Hello?
Girl - (whispering) b*tch
Foxy - Ey yo, who is this?
Girl - Yo, this is fkin' Baby Mother, put yo man on the phone
Foxy - What?
Girl - b*tch, you heard me, this is fkin' Baby Mother!
Foxy - Y'all groupies, what do y'all do? Y'all just get together and plot s**t
like this at 4:00 AM in the morning?
Girl - Yo, you fk on it cuz your a fkin' rapper, b*tch, put my fkin' Baby
Father on the phone!
Foxy - Look, its 4:00am in the morning, why don't you just go wash your b*tt or
something
Girl - What?! b*tch wait'll I see you crawl up yo b*tch ass, ima whoop dat ass,
you mink wearin' b*tch, so what you'd rather see a 600 when you know i'll take
up all yo ice!
Foxy - You sound like a lil' as* girl. Look b*tch, we don't know your b*m as*
and a nigg* aint claiming nothin that i have. nice try, b*tch.
Hangs up.
