Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

JOKER: Two Milk Duds. Two giant Milk Duds. Uh-oh.
- Gonna ruin my Dickies! -Whatever, dog.
[ELROY GROANS]
You better get your hostile ass out of here.
You know damn well you don't wanna hear no jazz. Come on.
And say hello to Qaddafi for me.
Don't nobody quit me. You wait till I tell Baby D.
- Y'all ready? DAY-DAY: No.
Her fat ass be snoring, won't even be asleep, just standing.
You did all this for me?
I'm an Aztec Warrior.. Aaah
Craig, where the hell you been?
Boy, look like you got a fatal attraction on your hands.
Wait a minute. I'm going to get my shit.
[IN SPANISH]
- Craig Who? Who's this? -Man, nigga!
OH, SHIT, SAY LEBRON’S THE GOAT AGAIN! I’LL BLOW YOUR HEAD SMOOTH OFF! OH!
You live to fight another day.
When you gonna stop hitting me like that?
Come on, let's make a deal while we can. You're not gonna catch me.
- Hey, who you talking to? -Nobody!
I was gonna pick a charity to donate to but.... Charity starts at La casa. Donations accepted in person, cash app, green dot, PayPal.
CRAIG: What happened?
I ain't sent you no message!
Otherwise, it's back to the ghetto you go.
[LIL JOKER SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
I do.
Hundreds and fifties, big-ass titties.
PINKY: Look here, baby.
I should tie your big ass up too and drag you down the street.
When Stan Won't Stfu about his Viral moment #OGLILPRETTYTHUGMADEIT
Yeah, that's good! Eat that--
What? Jealous
D.J. POOH: Cube Vision Productions.
Come on, D. I ain't got time for this shit.
These hoes Next Friday
NO! No!
OH SHIT, SAY LEBRON’S THE GOAT AGAIN! I’LL BLOW YOUR HEAD SMOOTH OFF! OH!
I been trying to tell your ass that Day-Day's my cousin.
PINKY: Don't move.
Bullshit, motherfucker. You know who you're fucking with?
Mini Jimmy
- What's my code, 69? -No, 68.
Hey, young man… You got knocked the FUCK OUT
ME
And I ain't playing, nigga!
Man, she fucked you up.
How do you know'? It could be anything in that pump.
I'm gonna bust your ass like Craig did. Knock your fucking eyes straight.
Too much hot sauce. Damn, I gotta go to the bathroom.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit!
Come on.
I told you to put that hose away and out that grass.
- Oh, man. CRAIG: What?
What the hell you doing to my nephew?
Can't count to 10, all of a sudden you hit the lotto. Ain't that a bitch?
- I wasn't trying to rob-- -Shut up!
I ain't trying to have none of that gangsta thug stuff.
Cupcake got a new Twinkie coming out Head Ass
I gotta think of a way to get this money by tomorrow.
DEBO: We got some business to take care of.
[RAP MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]
...but I'm your Uncle Elroy.
Fat bitches need love too, Craig
- Make you not even want to drive it. -Okay.
Look at my roof. You play too much
I was on my way to buy them and she had a Carl Jr. burger in her hand.
I'm your local neighborhood player. This is my buddy Roach.
- Why'd he go in the house? -Don't worry.
That's wrong, ése. That's wrong. LEBRON did nothing to you.
Hey young man You got knocked tf out
Craig went to take a doo-doo.
Me and my Suga get real nasty in there.
Nice booty. Oh.
I was the one saying I wasn't the nigga...
- Go on, now! -Help me out.
Because your lip's turning black.
Aaron Cockgers
...and don't tell me what I wanna hear.
- Smell good, huh? -Yeah.
I know dad don't let you smoke at his house but I'm your uncle Will, I don't care how high you get in mine, so long as you let me hit it!
[CRAIG COUGHING]
[ELROY CHUCKLES]
This is whack. I can’tget jiggy with this
No, Leroy, I'm bilingual! There's a difference.
ROACH: Knock. DAY-DAY: You want me to knock?
I got something better than that Cadillac.
When? After you're all drunk and loaded?
So I don't know. You making me susp-- Uh, susp...
Yea, Boy, the Rematch
- But they're nice, though. -Yeah, they cool.
Damn.
Joker, you play too much, call your dog!
That window don't come down, son. Remind me to get it fixed.
Now if I get in trouble with them, I got to live here! You don't!
That scratch make it real ugly
Hurry UP-
- I got your message. Where's Craig? -Message?
I got this, though.
Don't mess with ma' Breasts milk!
- The Ball-Johnson dance. -Daddy! Daddy!
You all right?
- Don't kill me, man. -Shut up!
The urgent message is, drop everything. Craig's in trouble. Come quick.
Don't need no water.
I don't know. That dog got issues.
I'll blow your goddamn head smooth off.
- Craig, meet Ms. Ho. -Ho-Kym, motherfucker.
DAY-DAY: It is? CRAIG: Yeah.
- Nobody sent-- -Say another motherfucking word...
JONES: Nice neighborhood, huh? -it's all right.
I'm nervous and I'm about to shit on myself.
Why don't you come and sit next to your auntie?
- You know what this is? -What is it?
Come here, boy. Come on, Cheeco.