Interlude... The Set Up by Foxy Brown

*resteraunt background noise*

[waiter] welcome to the shark bar, do you have reservations?
[foxy] yeah, two for brown
[waiter] right this way
[man] reservations?
[foxy] ahahahah

*piano keys, crowd background*

[foxy] baby
[man] yo whattup?
[foxy] we need to talk
[man] talk about what?
[foxy] i'm stressed the fuck out
[man] what are you stressed out about?
[foxy] this relationship... this relationship!
[man] what?
[foxy] this shit ain't goin right
[man] you fuckin crazy?
[waiter] excuse me, excuse me
[foxy] calm down, you always make shit
[man] yo what i told you about that shit?
[waiter] miss brown?
[foxy] nigga you always... yes?
[waiter] you have a courtesy call at the desk
[foxy] hold on baby

*foxy gets up*

[foxy] if i could take this back, i would
[man] yeah yeah, whatever man, fuck you and your tits babe fuhreal
If i can play again i will
I should, go on back and play more, fuck that
Probably thinks that she's taken though
Yo motherfucker, we ain't come to talk, you bitch
[firm] yeah motherfucker the firm nigga
[man] fuck y'all talkin about man?
[firm] firm motherfucker
[man] y'all know who the fuck i am? y'all know who the fuck i am?
[firm] the firm nigga, the firm... the firm nigga
[nan] y'all fuckin crazy?
*two shots fired*