SINGER: Here comes Cookie.
Yes, baby!
Here comes Cookie.
Yes, baby!
Here comes Cookie.
Here he comes.
SINGER: Here comes Cookie.
Yes, baby!
He's crazy.
Look out!
SINGER: Yes, baby!
Yes, baby!
I'm like, oh, my god.
The show was off the chain.
SINGER: Here comes Cookie.
Lookie, lookie--
[BLEEP]
SINGER: Here comes Cookie.
She don't know how to get it good.
[APPLAUSE]
Well, lookie, lookie, lookie.
Here comes Cookie.
My name ain't Cookie.
My name is Miss D, boo.
I'm gonna need them leggings after practice, OK?
Well, after all of this.
I think I'm a little bit smaller than you.
- Are you? - Yeah.
That's OK.
I'll fill 'em out.
OK.
I mean, you just did a little something something.
Miss Dianna herself.
She look like a whole gallon of milk.
Them white legs, baby.
She had a little blouse on.
It was cute.
So you know, me, a diva meeting another diva,
how I had to stop Miss Booboo Kitty and let her
know, whatever Dianna could do, I can do.
So you know we came to take those trophies, right?
- We'll see. - We are.
We are.
I'll see you later, booboo.
Meow.
Bye now.
I'm going to get those leggings at the end of the day.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I'ma show y'all I can dance, too.
He gets out there and starts dancing, and everything.
Get it, Tyrus.
He gone!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
They all came out on some roller skates!
The roller skates!
This team, they have roller skates.
They have parents out there.
They have everything.
Hell, I'm dancing to the music.
It was entertaining.
Well, honey, after you see this routine today
that's kept us all out--
wachow!
Yes, honey.
We fixing to kick them Dolls' ass all on that floor, honey.
Did he just air ninja kick me?
Tyrus Is probably the only person that I would
ever let get away with this.
He's crazy as hell.
I will see you in a minute.
Bye, boo.
Baby, what the hell you stretching for?
Well, me, me, me, me, look who it be.
It's Coach Dee Dee.
Mhm.
I'm walking down the hall trying to clear my head,
and I see that Tyrus is stretching,
and it got me to thinking, like, is this fool about to get out
here and dance?
I've seen you dance, boy.
You remember what happened last time.
But you ain't never got those steps together.
Yeah, I'm stretching to give you
this ass whooping we're going to give y'all today.
Us?
Yeah.
I feel like we owe y'all since the Battle Royale.
Yeah, because that butt whooping at Battle Royale--
No, no, no, no, no, no, ma'am.
--hurt you a little bad, didn't it?
[BLEEP] hell.
Well, Cookie, I am back, honey.
We're not coming to play with you girls, honey.
We came to slay.
Our strategy today is kick the Dolls' ass.
It's that simple.
But you know, the last time we beat y'all.
Mhm?
Uh-huh.
We got you all together, and you thought you was going to come
out here and bring all that. - But that's OK.
But I'm gonna kill them Dancing Dolls
dead before I let them beat me!
Baby, you shaking.
You mad.
I would love to sit here and chitchat with you,
but I gotta go.
[FARTING SOUND]
Oh!
Tyrus, did you just fart?
Oh!
It's nasty stank.
[CHEERING]
It's now time to get our Stand Battle started.
Let's get it, let's go.
SINGER: Can I be your lollipop, and that's what's on my heart.
See, I tiptoe in your world because I'mma force your love.
All right.
OK.
SINGER: See, I thought it was an accident,
but this right here ain't no mistake.
No mistakes, no mistakes, no mistakes.
[APPLAUSE]
Divas of Dance, move on to the next line.
Oh, wait a minute.
Oh, [BLEEP].
Elite Starz of Nashville ended up
getting eliminated in that first round,
and it really pissed Tyrus off.
[BLEEP]
Oh, lord.
Well, lookie, lookie, lookie.
There goes my damn cookie.
You brought the church today, baby.
I pray that we get to Stand Battle with you
this time, because guess what?
We're going to hit y'all with a Missy Elliott, baby,
with a heeee, yah, heeee, yow!
Tyrus is a straight up lunatic.
F double oh L. Cray-zee!
Oh!
Ka-chow!
Yes, baby.
Something is wrong with Tyrus.
He's crazy, but a good kind of crazy.
I really get tired of us having these meetings like this,
and we're not able to meet on the dance floor.
Right.
But we're gonna meet on the dance floor this time, though.
I promise, we are.
I'm so excited for you.
Go.
- All right, cookie. - Bye.
Meow.
Mhm.
Good luck, Miss Kitty.
While you're meowing, go on, get you some kibble, or something.
Meow, meow.
Hey!
Here comes Tyrus' loud ass.
I thought I was loud, but this fool is so loud.
And I'm trying to get me some nachos.
Let it be--
Well, baby, you shouldn't even be hungry, because I
sent you some cookies.
Did you get 'em?
Don't open it.
It could be a bomb.
This [BLEEP] is--
Those are burnt cookies.
We will burn you to a crisp.
And they stink.
Is Tyrus serious?
Them bitches was black as hell.
Oh, was they?
And you tried it.
You tried it.
They was burnt?
You said you were gonna burn my team.
- That was just a clue, baby. - I'm gonna burn your team--
I'm gonna burn that ass to a crisp.
--to a crisp.
To a crisp.
Find another way to try to get at me,
because that did nothing.
Might have worked out just a little bit better had they been
soft and moist, like myself.
Go get your damn team.
- I will. - Walk off.
I'll see you on the floor.
Walk off.
l'll see you on the floor, baby.
- Bye. - On the floor.
All right.
Mhm.
Whack ass march.
You mad.
TSU wannabe.
Wannabe.
Do it.
You bad.
When the Elite Starz of Nashville
hit that floor, get your sunglasses ready,
baby, cause it's going to be eclipses, honey.
This, what we got today, baby, is going to blind you, honey.
SINGER: It's our world.
It's our world.
You're living in it.
It's our world.
Go get it.
Bring it.
[APPLAUSE]
Judges were shocked and laughing their heads off
when they saw the little Cookie Crumbles
come running out of that box.
SINGER: We taking it higher.
Higher.
You better get back.
We're only on as fast as--
Uh-huh, Cookie, you thought you were the only one that
can make a fabulous entrance?
I got my own little cookie right here.
[APPLAUSE]
Oh, that's straight [BLEEP].
Come on.
Wow.
I guess she's mad.
Tyrus was so pissed that he walked out.
I get sick of that.
I don't want to hear no awards ceremony.
I don't want to hear none of that [BLEEP]..
Oh, no, she didn't have a fake me come out looking like that.
Damn, is a bitch truly that big, honey?
I'm not that big, honey.
But honey, that was cute for you, sweetheart.
But I see what kind of game you're going to play.
SINGER: Watch me shake it.
Watch me shine.
I'll be damned.
She done pulled out a damn swimming pool.
Who brings a damn swimming pool to a damn competition?
Them girls worked that water.
They even splashed it on me, honey.
Took me an hour and 45 minutes to put on this damn face
so they slinging water on me?
Uh-uh, Cookie.
I don't have that [BLEEP], baby.
Ho, ho, ho!
Aw!
You show up everywhere we are.
Yes.
Hear that?
All them moutyhs.
But I brought y'all some gifts, though, baby.
Really?
Let me go on and pass them out while I can.
Just give me a-- a minute.
You look good in your white, baby.
You look like an angel.
Oh, lord.
Yes, honey.
But you know.
Don't come in here with all that glitter on your face,
trying to be Santa, then you want to throw shade.
Let's start with you first, baby.
Yes.
What in the world?
Well this just-- this is a picture frame.
Oh, my--
[LAUGHTER]
He heard you was DDP president,
so he had to make sure you was the president, baby.
Yeah.
Let's do this.
Wait one damn minute.
Why do I have a necklace?
These are DDP stilts, so you can look in the window, honey.
What in the world?
It's a dog with a muzzle on it.
[LAUGHTER]
'Cause she's always dern-na-nana-nah,
dern-na-nana-nah.
And my daughter this, and she's always talking.
Oh, my god!
Yeah, so that's what I got you, your own personal muzzle.
Next.
What the hell is this?
See, that's a pillow.
That's a man, because you know, you're always crying for a man.
Oh, my god!
So now you've got something to cuddle up with, baby.
You're always--
You right.
Yeah.
So I gave you your own personal little man.
He got muscles, and everything.
Look, I got something special for Cookie.
Mhm?
Give me some chocolate chip cookies.
Oh, I can't wait to see--
y'all-- y'all still be on my neck.
A suggestion box?
A suggestion box.
This is for when they give you a suggestion box,
just put all that stuff and shred it up
'cause ain't nobody got time to hear that.
It's some trash.
Oh, my god.
We gonna shred it.
So when y'all want to give suggestions, you can
put 'em in the suggestion box.
I'm gonna turn it on, and go "nyern!"
We don't want to hear none of that.
We gonna shred it.
But did y'all enjoy y'all Christmas gifts?
Yes.
They were different.
I can't give you a kick today, but kindly check this walk.
Lord, in the name of Jesus, who created that?
What a person.
Coming into this competition today,
I have mixed emotions because I don't have a clue what
Cookie has up her sleeve today.
I don't know what the Dancing Dolls are going to do.
She pulls out all kind of tricks and gimmicks,
but at the end of the day, I'm not worried
about the Dancing Dolls.
I know the Elite Starz are going to bring it.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
SINGER: Get up, get up.
Get up, get up.
[APPLAUSE]
Whose house?
My house!
And don't you forget!
- My house! - Your house?
My house!
You don't want it!
My house!
You don't want it!
My house!
On your head.
Tyrus is a straight-up lunatic.
The Elite Starz are good.
They're a great team, but they weren't better than the Dancing
Dolls in the first round.
Dancing Dolls wasn't looking like nothing to me.
I'm sorry, they was OK, but I really
believe it's between the Elite Starz and the Purple Diamonds
at this point.
Dancing Dolls.
Hi, how's it feel to be at a competition
where the Elite Starz definitely can't lose?
Oh.
She seems like she's picking a fight with me already.
Do she not know I'm the judge today?
Our time is coming, do trust and believe.
And losers [INAUDIBLE], honey.
You sure?
I'm pretty sure.
Because the Dolls are about to get out here on the field
and do they thing.
Both of my teams.
Bring it.
We always do.
But you know that.
'Cause Auntie Cookie is on this panel, baby, and I'm--
I'm on it.
Lookie, lookie, lookie.
It ain't Cookie.
Right now, I'm doing something I would never normally do.
Tyrus and I made a bet, and we're
going to swap teams for the week,
and have a huge grudge match at the end of it all.
Uh, Miss Thing, that ain't no ATM.
What is you looking for?
Hey.
Well, lookie, lookie.
If it ain't that damn Cookie.
How has the week been for practice?
It's been amazing, girl.
We got a lot done, and new routine, new formation.
New routine?
OK.
Well, I added a whole lot to your choreography.
Now they have been Dianna-matized.
Over the years, Tyrus done threw a whole lot of sass my way.
And it's time to see who the real Queen
Diva is in this building.
Hey, y'all!
Bitch, you know my-- oh, yes.
Come on.
Carry me across the hall to them.
Carry me across the hall.
Get out.
Now!
It's time to get this competition started.
Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise!
[APPLAUSE]
Coming in from Jackson, Mississippi,
coached by Tyrus Sellers, the Dancing Dolls!
Here we go, honey.
The new and improved Dancing Dolls are about to blow
Dianna's weave back.
I'm pulling out my signature move from the very damn
top, the boo boo kitty catwalk.
Our paws got claws tonight, baby.
SINGER: Come, come.
You gotta come correct.
Ask around, you can check my rep.
Don't let me catch you slipping, better watch your step.
Yeah, I said it, better watch your step.
- Come on! - Ugh.
That walk.
I make sure that my girls go hard in the paint
from the beginning, and that ain't it.
If anybody goes to sleep in the audience
right now, that ain't my fault. I ain't gonna do that.
It was not me.
It is now time to introduce our second team,
coached by Dianna Williams, the Elite Starz of Nashville!
[APPLAUSE]
If the Elite Starz dance at the top of their game,
then the Dolls may have left the window open for the Elite Starz
to creep right on through like a burglar
and steal this whole competition away.
SINGER: Come on, come on.
Let's party till the morning when the sun comes up.
Yeah.
Come on.
Damn!
My girls look good.
SINGER: My baby gonna see me, know their father's a papa.
[INAUDIBLE]
What she do, love it, gotta know how to act yet.
On the dance floor, put it on, I'm asking.
Let's do it till the morning, and run it right back.
The Dancing Dolls and the Elite Starz of Nashville
literally had a sweat slinging, hair slinging,
body bucking, ramp sticking, buck down
match out here on this floor.
Our judges have tallied their scores,
and we have the results.
From Nashville, Tennessee-- the Elite Starz of Nashville,
coached by Coach D, Dianna Williams.
Nothing makes me happy other than a win-win situation,
honey.
I am so happy with my Elite Starz of Nashville family
and my new family, the Dancing Dolls.
If you don't love a happy ending like this, sweetheart,
well, then, honey, you need to get your spirits right.
I've said what I said-- huh--
and I meant what I said.