Interlude
[HAVING SEX]
Freddy Will: Hmm, yeah! Hmm, yeah!
Groupie: Harder! Harder! Harder! Yes! Yes! Yes! Uh! (moans)
[PHONE CALL]
Groupie: Yeah, harder! Yeah harder! (Phone rings)
Freddy Will: (Picks up the phone) Yo!
Caller: Yo, man. The cops just raided, yo!
They got the Coke! They got the money! They got everything man
I think Ronny must have told ‘em everything. They’re coming out here to get you
Groupie: Hurry up!
Freddy Will: What?!
Groupie: Aw
Caller: Yo, bounce, yo! They’re coming to get you right now!
Call me when you get out. I’ve got your shit
Freddy Will: Aight, bet!
Yo, ma? C’mon get up. Yo, get up, man. We gotta get outa here right now
These motherfuckers coming for me. Damn
Groupie: Huh? Where are we going?
Freddy Will: Let’s go, let’s go, I’ll tell you when we get there, man
Just put some clothes on
Groupie: But my hair
Freddy Will: What?
Groupie: I need to shower
I don’t know, Freddy, I think I should go home
You need to drop me off