Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Bring it with you when you come ♪
♪ You better bring it with you When you come ♪
Two, you know what to do.
I just need me some new shoes. These hurt my feet.
He sound like one of them Alabama niggas.
you done seen the best.
These records are gonna be hits.
Flopping on the ground like a rag doll.
He don't need nobody messing with him about the white man!
It's okay, Toledo. I'll help you.
Best thing that ever happened to me.
Ain't none of my business you spooked up by the white man.
Don't worry about what nobody else say.
♪ Oh, you'll hear me talking to you ♪
They back there right now calling me all kinds of names.
- We don't know whose car it is. - That's Ma's car.
You don't know my business, so don't start nothing.
You ain't here to be doing no creating. You play whatever Ma say.
Shit, it ain't. I don't pay that kind of talk no mind.
Toledo, all I'm saying is, from the looks of it,
- Get this off me. - Okay.
I'm gonna have him take you down, introduce you to the band.
That's the only sensible thing you said today, admitting you was a fool.
He sneaked back.
She got up there and got to seeing them good Christian men
Toledo ain't said nothing about you he ain't said about me.
Says it's the first time he beat you shooting craps.
Get out my face. Irvin, I told you keep him away from me.
Showed up one day all fancied out
My daddy wasn't spooked up by the white man. No, sir.
Then I wrote that part for the other people to dance,
You fucked up my shoe.
That door. You see that door? That's what I'm talking about.
♪ What it takes to get it In these hips of mine ♪
- Let's rehearse the music. - All right.
So what if they didn't sell in New York?
You fix that and I'll shine your shoes for you.
♪ Hello, central, give me 609 ♪
Soon as Mr. Irvin come back,
Wait a minute. Let me fix this.
- Shit. - Just a minute here, Ma.
I don't care.
- Bad luck? - Yeah.
That's what they all say till it come time to be buying the presents.
- Testing, testing, one, two... - Got that list?
Fifteen minutes. You hear me, Irvin? Fifteen minutes.
He got us settled in,
If you write any more, I'll help you out and take 'em off your hands.
That ain't Levee's style, sugar. I knows how to treat a woman.
That was a mistake.
I don't care what you say, honey. Levee ain't messing up my song.
And over there, you had your meat and nuts,
I ain't kicked nothing.
♪ Lord, I beg to be excused ♪
Sylvester's standing there ready to go, the band's all set up.
Let me get a hit of that.