Lyrics:

*Restaurant 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*