Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey... is there an alligator in there?
will be issued for your arrest.
Every time I see you, I'm like,
EARN: Peace.
I'm not finna do that. I know how the law work.
-(phone chimes) -I might get me a little meal.
Tired of motherfuckers knocking on my door
Hey, can you, um,
* The cry of success *
* Ah, ah-ah *
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Where's Willy?
Goddamn! Is you the landlord or something?
Why, what's wrong?
I was joking.
-Yes, he do! -He do got an alligator.
Uh-oh.
Was that alligator here when I was staying here?
-* Oh, no, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo, blo * -Huh?
I'm not one of 'em, right?
Say what?
"Florida Man beats a flamingo to death."
He's all yours.
I ain't... No. No. No.
Five-Five minutes.
two-piece-- all dark-- with a side of Cajun rice.
* Silence unbroken, hey *
* She a freaky little bitch *
(alarm blaring)