Baby Mother

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