Yves Tumor
My Nose My Lips Your Head Shape
"We're a fine-ass couple."
"Mmm-hmm."
"I know."

"Stop. You see a sheen?"
"Hmm?"

"This is his... 'after some bomb head' face."
"Show me your face."
"Hahaha! That's the face? Ha."
"...Oh my god."
"What's wrong? Smile! They do look white."
"No, that's the camera!"
"Your shit ain't white like that!"
"No, it's not. No, they're not. It's just the camera doing that shit. I think you look fine."

"My baby gon' have my nose, my lips, your head shape, and... your eyebrows, your hair... your eyes, your ears, my fingers."

"I think you look fine."

"It's just the camera doing that shit."

"Your eyes, your lips."

"My nose, my lips, your head shape, and... your eyebrows, your hair... your eyes, your ears, my fingers."
"Bang!"

"It's just the camera doing that shit."

"I think you look fine."