(lively music)
- Don't worry about a thing
because we have Suraya versus Rotimi
and they are going to work it.
(latin music)
Alright, that was creepy, yeah.
- Suraya kicks it old school with Cool it Down
from New Edition, then Ratimi turns up the heat,
steaming up the joint with Usher's Nice and Slow.
Suraya cools it and works it, while Rotimi lights it up.
- You know what I'm sayin?
(laughs)
They smoke weed.
- It is so hard.
I can barely move and speak at the same time,
let alone dance and lip sync.
And she's giving us like the full thing.
- I don't think people really acknowledge
how hard it is to squat and bounce like that,
and immediately switching from being cutesy tootsy,
to just fierce, fierce, fierce!
I mean, you have to have some serious thigh
and butt control to handle that.
- Suraya, this is her job.
This is what she does every single week on Empire.
- She's dropping to her knees, her hair is on point,
she's got sensual x's on her pants.
What more do you people want?!
- Put your hands together for Rotimi!
- I'm gonna predict right now,
he's either gonna hump the ground or tear his shirt off.
And I'm on board for either/or.
There it is!
I love this show.
- There's not a lot of concrete
choreography in this performance.
- There is no choregraphy.
- It's a little free-form.
- We got a double whammy.
Here comes the grind.
That was kinda weird.
- All he has to do on his show is like be mad
and hold a gun, like that's it.
- Have you ever tried it?
- I've held a gun once and it was really scary.
They're heavier than they look.
- That was a steaming hot performance.
He hit all my marks.
Tear the shirt off, hump the stage.
That's all I ask for.
- Imagine the production people like,
"Oh, guys, we're doing full life-size blunts today."
- Are they setiva's or indica's?
No one knows.
- Hi mom, I booked the job.
I'm gonna be a blunt!
- Everyone's so done up in costumes
and that guy is just in like a hoodie and a tank.
I can't tell if he's part of the performance
or if he just snuck on stage from the crowd.
He's got fries, a cookie and a hot dog.
Bobby would be proud.
- I don't appreciate this cookie at all.
Everyone else has a human face
and for some reason the cookie's the only one
that has its own independent face.
And that, for some reason, really bugs me.
- But he gave the hot dog a hug.
That's the kinda healing this country needs right now.
- He's playing bongs.
- Yeah, those are bongs.
- You hear, those are bongs.
I appreciate the fact that he told the full story
of what it is to be high.
- Yeah, that's true.
- [Woman] You smoke, it feels good
and then you have massive munchies.
- But, it looks like this cookie is about to eat him.
- This is the first time I've ever watched
Lip Sync Battle and caught a contact.
- Legalized.
- Missy would be proud of this.
It's her flipper nipple flan yet, come on.
It's her flipper nipple flan yet.
- [Man] Rotimi literally put on a hat
that you can get in truly any-
- Gift shop?
- Gift shop, basically.
And now we're here.
And this is a full transformation.
- Nothing better than a child just fiercely
looking you eye in the camera and twerking.
Is it even regulation to feature a child in gold lame?
- You get scared every time booties pop.
- I don't approve.
(laughs)
- And a human centipede?
I'm all for it but
that's an odd position to be in,
you don't wanna be behind someone gassy in that situation.
That was very in sync.
It was like as weird as your flipper nipple flan yet.
None of it made sense, yet it was beautiful.
- A little bit don't understand thematically
what Chrissy's doing in this giant chair?
I don't know how it connects.
Why are they in the future and she's in school?
- Is it possible Suraya inhaled during Rotimi's performance
and that's what brought us here?
(pop music)
I feel like Rotimi brought the smoke
but Suraya brought the fire.
(bong noise)
And that's the dumbest thing I'll say all day.
- It's like watching a professional basketball player
go one-on-one with me.
They're not on the same level but they're having fun.
- The Lip Sync Battle champion is
Suraya!
(audience cheers and applause)
- That was a well-earned belt.
She twerked, she became Missy.
She was cute, she was sexy.
She did it all, she didn't miss a single word.
Rotimi, I mean no reason to be distraught.
You put on one hell of a performance.
You get to go home with all that weed.
And all those abs.
(pop music)