(Franklin and Lamar walk towards the front
door)
Lamar Davis: Wassup, can a loc come up in your crib?
Franklin Clinton: Man, fuck you. I'll see you at work.
Lamar Davis:
Ah, nigga, don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful, nigga. Maybe if you got rid of that old
yee-yee ass haircut you got you'd get some bitches on your
dick. Oh, better yet, maybe Tanisha'll call your
dog-ass if she ever stop fuckin' with that brain surgeon or lawyer she fucking with. Nigga...
(Lamar begins to walk away)
Franklin Clinton: What? Hmph.