Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

According to your pocket thingy, this is your hair.
Don't y'all stay up too late.
(gasps)
(growling)
Speaking of which, girl,
Look, Mane.
(groans)
Oh, it's okay.
(scoffs) More like "yo" to your bad fro!
And you're no match for me.
That's why I made the stupid compound.
Oh, no. My mama is not having it.
(scoffs) Bye!
I made my all-natural hair straightener
forever fighting myself.
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But he is vicious!
(heavy breathing)
(upbeat music playing)
♪ Kept the world on my back ♪
Where is she, by the way?
Oh, welcome home, Sheba!
♪ Rockin' Rudy is rollin' out! ♪
Lunella, your hair is fly as it is.
(dramatic music playing)
Dang, I created life.
♪ Just like a rose ♪
(screams)
But I still don't get all the fuss about picture day.
Wait a minute...
- Tish. - Fright.
Well, I was your hair.
Give my creation...
No! I'm not really cooking--
Huh, black girl magic!