Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Y'all want some breakfast?
Jesus!
-Jesus. -Jesus. -Jesus.
Jesus Jesus
Thanks.
-I'd never thought I would see anybody better than those guys. -Shit.
-lf I win, you get the hell out of here? -I ain't stuttered, son.
Before you go now, I want you to use some of my John the Conqueror root.
I don't know. I'm usually around.
You got 34, but one time he went up, I was like, Oh, my boy.
You fouled me. It's the only way you're going to block my shot anyway.
or you gon' end up just another nigger,
Right.
-Thanks. -All right.
-That was my last one. -Yeah?
Come on, baby, come on. Fuck me, baby.
and be real for a minute.
I want to feel you inside of me, papi.
Jesus of Coney Island.
-Guess who showed at the apartment? -Who?
-So that's what this is all about, huh? -That's a part of it.
-My brother. -Your brother?
-Ah, that's our ball. -Nice shot, Johnny!
And, you know, ever since day one, she wouldn't let me play basketball.
He's able to do some of the things that most coaches talk about,
and for the man.
Oh, I forgot.
All right. Well, cool.
They know they don't listen to you, they end up in here with me.
-This mojo works! It worked on your ass! -Hmph!
-Son? -Why don't you get in your Range Rover.
What's in the bag?
Especially all these athletes and entertainers.
People make mistakes. People veer off the path. So what? God forgives them.
I can't believe that bitch did me like this.
Besides, you need to learn how to respect other people's property.
Hey, baby, you want to party with me tonight?
I love them, but they make you work too hard, man.
You know I got it like that.
Yeah, that's right. Everybody got game.
Big man.
That's what I keep trying to tell him.
I got even less time, so I'm going to make it real quick.
What do you got? A Monday morning 10:00 a.m. press conference, right?
It's my job to convince him.
Yeah, me too.
Are you out of your mind?
I'm happy for him. Why do you think my son did it?
Point game. Just play the game.
decide to give it up.
You ever been there?
D'And--D'Andre?
-not just the Tech University basketball team. -Tell it.
-that the guy who's doing it-- -Y'all going to give me the money?
Give me the paper, man. You're irking me with that shit.
He got game.
-Remember when he used to be so weak on his left hand? -Yeah.
It's arthritis.
I ain't no competition?? Nah..
She at home, and she ain't here.
that it was going to be forever and you were going to take care of me...
Now, we put out a lot of money for y'all.
You know it's no coincidence motherfuckers don't be fucking with you, right?
Naw, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
You fouled me, you fouled me. Boo-hoo!
Hey, how y'all doing?
-Man, those are my partners. -My name is Sip!
Sweetness will have my ass.
-You trying to see how I think? -Naw.
Brooklyn is in the house.
Like that girl you running with. You know her, Lay--Layla?
That's good. How're you doing in school? You doing all right?
You can’t stop him. You can only hope to contain him.
-Mommy? Mommy? -Baby?
See you, Sarah.
Uncle Dennis And Kawhi
Pussy be saying, pussy be saying,
-For whom the final bell tolls -Whoo!
-Don't you want me looking good for you? -I need some money.
-The guy's in pain. -Then give him something.
'Til a god schools them and tells them the deal
He was coming down for a fast break, and the defender went for the ball.
How did we get pregnant anyway? Let's talk about that.
Show me something, kid.
You remember what I told you? You remember?
-maybe make your decision before Monday. -I don't need that.
They locked him up, like in a straitjacket or something.
-What you say? -D'Andre!
So that's the real reason why you got your name.
I need some Fendi. Come on.
-You know I love you. -I love you.
You want to have some fun?
-Peace, bro! Peace. -What's up, man?
Yeah. Yeah, this is better than the Marriott.
Oh, yeah, the whole world heard about that.
You mad? That's all the players got to do to you, is make you mad, huh?
-Yeah? You're going to make it? -Yeah, I'm going to make it.
Damn!
Their fundamentals is, uh-- is, like, sorely lacking.
-Oh, shit. -Oh, shit.
Game really developed. All the hard work done paid off.
-You know I don't need no ten visits. -Yeah, right.
Basketball is like poetry in motion.
Denzel Washington
He's the biggest supporter Big State has. Bleeds red and white.
-Give you money, man. -Nuh-uh!
-Thank you, Aunt Sally. -Will you be quiet, please?
-I'll see you down there. -Yeah, you can see me there.
but I'm the only one here who really, really cares about Jesus.
That's right. Come on, come on. Work, baby.
People used to think she was some type of religious freak, catching the Holy Ghost.
So, uh, have you narrowed down your choices yet?
-Five minutes of your time. -So?
my mother, she won't be able to attend my graduation...
-Wait. You're Jesus of Coney Island? -Yeah, that's me.
-How much does your watch cost? -89.95.
Bitch, get over here. Let me spank you.
You don't know what that means to your daddy.
Mind your own business, man.
Me too.
-Where'd he say he was going? -Yo, yo! Balloons. Two for a dollar.
I'm sorry. I apologize for putting my hands on you, okay?
Why do you all men think... dick is the cure-all?
-No, it's me, baby. It's Lala. -What time is it anyway?
-This is Jesus Shuttlesworth. -Hi, Jesus.
-What about Stephon Marbury? He made it. -Oh, true that, true that.
I always been proud of my son even before he was the number one prospect...
You better shoot it. That's a brick.
Check.
The newfound family.
-Hi, young man. -I'm John Thompson from Georgetown University.
So you want me to talk to your pops, man?
-Chick. -Right here.
-I noticed you right away. -Yeah?
Hating Satan never knew what nice is
The way he dished, the way he, you know, he spinned.
Goddamn. I should've known.
I just want you to know what the tick-tock is.
to name him appropriately as the world's greatest.
She wouldn't let me play in the garden, from day one, unless I did my homework.
-No, thanks, Uncle Bubba. -Suit yourself.
Every time I walk down the hallways, Where you going?
Damn, what's he doing here?
Go get it!
-And why? -Because it may cause us harm.
Ring the alarm Now the squad's wit' me
Happy Birthday Dean
I'm about to send you down there with them.
-No! I said now, and I mean it! -Come on.
-Seven to a lucky five. -Seven to a lucky five.
Then she's spinning. She's turning over and over and over.