Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Which one you pick?

No, dog. My booty can't bump to this.

I'll give you a blunt.

Hey, what'd I say?

For her and for me,

Took you long enough.

- How much? - 15.

Hosses ain't even started yet.

And here I thought stripping was a recession-proof industry.

You ain't seen nothing yet till I take you to the next level.

Promised Land Equities.

Halfway right but mostly sweet, though.

But at night, the spots round here, they start poppin'.

Don't make me fall the fuck out.

No, he just got a bad case of blue balls.

a G for me and a G for you.

You ain't ready for this war.

Fuck it up, fuck it up, Mercedes.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

Ain't that fine establishment of yours in need of some toilet paper?

Why God made me talented and lazy, I don't know.

Bitch, this ain't mine.

You want to be heading east?

Nigga, what you know about some save the princess?

Well, that's what yellow bitches do.

- Then fuck all my stacks, then. - That's fine.

- Hey, motherfucker, what you doing? - Bring your ass.

All right, good.

Tell me something I don't know.

- She coming. - She just text us.

I ain't said nothing.

Redbone, you think you better than us, huh?

First day back off maternity leave and I get another fucking scar.

Home? Where's home?

Wouldn't be me.

But that gentleman just paid 20.

Are you all right?

It's just that during the day, this place goes ghost.

- Double the trouble! - Bet.