Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Aah!
and if I can discover what these are,
And your haircut game is fucked up.
Fuckin' crackhead.
Guy in the back? What the fuck are you...
Yes.
When that Ghetto D Gets you real violent
You ain’t even a real pimp, you just an assistant pimp
How you doin', Dean? How you doin'? How you been?
Where the hell is he?
Fuck you. Fuck you! Fuck you!
Matter fact
Look who we have here.
It's fat, dope, cool. It's Fubo, man
When she accept the friend request
I got somethin' for your ass.
I'll be back for you, man.
Fuck you. Fuck you! Fuck you!
And professional player. So, what's mine is yours,
Yo, fresh and funky!
You mean, this carpet?
Me hungry.
♪ You wack, you're twisted your girl's a ho, you broke the kid ain’t yours ♪
I got one more delivery to make.
♪ Smoke cheeba cheeba Smoke cheeba cheeba ♪
Ain't that a... Hell, no, we ain't got no...
- This is how we do it - Whoo!
Dinner? Bart, you know, some of these things are...
This is a motherfuckin' president, man. What the fuck are we doin'?
I don’t hear nothin..
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Your serum worked, and you're going to get an «A» in my course.
♪ Y'all gonna make me lose my cool ♪
The chickens are not clucking around here.
Get ready, I mean better, for me, Bradley! Blaze two. Get at me in the mornin! PEEEAAACE!
gosh, golly, that would be so hard on me.
I fucks with you
She knows I love brownies.
Ha! Oh, hey, hey, hey, Professor. What's going on?
something that may benefit mankind.
Who said this was a date?
When she laughs At you being sad!
- we're all about good grades. - Is that right, Mr. King?
Oh, I see now, yes. It's all good, yeah.
It's a student citation. I'm a volunteer.
Mm-hmm.
we gonna get those intellect bitches and start our own new stable, feel me?
These Botches ain't nobody
till Marvin Gaye came in there trippin'.
The trustees seem to think we need it.
- then take all the credit. - Jamal!
Shall we, ladies?
♪ Let's get, yo Let's get ♪
ME WATCHING THE NEWS
Tell the truth. Baby, I got a dream...
♪ So high that I can kiss the skies, bitch ♪
I gotta 2 inches of hard dicka
"Thou shalt not allow multi-socket extension cubes in dorm rooms."
There's a lot of things you don't get Yeah, like pussy and respect!
Oh, this motherfucker done messed up my shit!
I'm out, man. Ive!
They look like they got money. Oh, he kinda cute.
Oh, you can't dance!
Okay.
What's up, nigga? What's crackin'?
Momma, they lyin'. They lyin'?
Raging party with open beer cans in hallway.
Rude-ass motherfucker. Stingy bastard!
Didya?
What about you two? Why don't yo walk out and protest with your brothers?
Yeah!
Where? Between your eyes?
- This is insane. - Oh, shit!
It's a good baseball field, Ray. It's kinda pretty, isn’t it?
♪ I had these ho’s strippin’ till it's part of the mornin’ ♪
Gentlemen!
We wanna run a dick-suckin' marathon with y'all.
and you're gonna make the team, son.
My house. Living room. Right on the couch.
Shit, I fucks with ya. Shit, I fucks with you too.
for the sake of my father's campaign.
I hope you get a virus.. You and your computer
three-day-wearin' nasty ass.
I'm one, that's two. That's what your ass will be...
Whoa!
♪ Let's get, let's get Let's get Yo, yo ♪
it's wonderful being back here at Harvard...
Why are you always taking violent tones with people?
but they give lots of money to the university.
Well, Mr. Civilized, «peace» can also be used interjectionally...
Yo, J. Yo, T.
Oh.
Why you wear smelly eggs?
Jesus looks like a hippie in a dashiki.
I Can't Smoke a Finger!
I thought you was the one the Lord chose.
- Tell them, Powder. - Dick drive this car, not pussy.
Cracked Roces Fifths Now that’s a corny motherfucker
Silas! Jamal.
I hope you're right, son. Uh-oh, camera.
Oh, that's my song!
Come on. Let me holler at you.
Oui. It is, but how did you know that, Silas?
New time on Wild Punta! Yeah, gayfuck! Martin, you dick! I sure hope my buttfucka triggered me!
If there's grass on the infield, play ball.
Dave be like
THATS NOT YOURS!
This is pimpin' here. I been on Wheel of Fortune, Price is R...
- The original man was like us, man. - Whatever, nigga.
That's’cause you comin' down off a three-month crack binge. It's called reality, son.
Wow. Ooh.
So you supposed to be cosigning to the shit that I say.
Good. Stroke, smoke.
Hypnotic eyes and a stacked-up love sack
Hey, y'all pass that, kid?
You little bitch, you better get up off of me. Where's my bitches?
Bitch better be out here checkin' my motherfuckin' money.
Man, I'd love me a fat chick, man. More cushion for the pushin'.
June got his helmet on
When we first hooked up, he wrote on a slip of paper « I Need Money.»
pimpin' since been pimpin' since been pimpin'.
Yeah, like voodoos and smashes
I'm not that much of a square, Silas. I did do it once in high school.
That shit on your lip Has some shit on its lip
Who's gonna come to a fuckin' cornfield? Who gonna cut the grass?
- - Pay that shit.
God, this is the wildest time I've ever had.
- Is that good? - Yes, that's a «yes.»
Oh, do anybody know where the financial aid office is?
Get’im! No green Jimmy the Cricket suit-wearin' ass motherfucker.
Goddamn! That is the shit.
You're dismissed.
In short, you are fired!
Oooo got dam ghost ghost Yup..u dead
in which the vice president will be attending...
That statue was priceless. It means everything to our family.
Hey
Read from the brochure, brother. Brothers, join us...
Its some freak In thise geeks!
Yeah. Yeah.
Blaze two, get at me in the mornin'. Peace!
This group is fucking boring
But, Coach! Bart!
Well, with test scores like theses, you can roll up any joint you want.
No, don't stop.
Then will fux with each other
♪ Grimy bitch, I wear the same shit for three days ♪
- Smells good. - Ooh, you pretty boy-lookin' motherfucker.
stroke smoke
some of Benjamin Franklin's artifacts, which I personally found.
Shit, I fucks with ya. Shit, I fucks with you too.