Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- That little lady beating the bald fade off that big lady.

I gotta go clean this shit up.

Don't be touching--don't be touching shit in here, man.

- Bye. Bye! - Get outta here.

But you, you need to get your shit together.

- Nigga, what? - Hold on.

nigga away from me before I whoop your ass.

- Don't try to act like you was keeping it all play

that load up the pop machine right now.

It would be more like this.

- Well, when we get home,

- You pus-colored piece of shit.

[Mint Condition's "Pretty Brown Eyes"]

I gotta open this garage for this numb nigga.

and through mentorship, she now understands

many visits, no one's actually ever wanted your specimen.

you know what that means?

Me and my baby good over here.

I'm Michael Jordan. Where'd you even get this from?

it's gonna be Erykah Badu.

You know what I'm saying? Heavy dick, light balls.

And now she's trying say it's my baby.

And now I think she's gonna blow my whole life up.

That's basically a Raisinet.

and now I have none.

Some bitches can't be reasoned with.

you can find me at the same number,

- Doo, doo, doo, doo. - He eat hot sauce.

and shout out everybody's cards.

- Who the fuck is you talking to?

- Okay, fine, Chris.

I got a good job,

Who gonna teach him how to ride a bike