Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Money. - I like sherbet.
- Exactly.
[clapping, cheering]
all: Boo!
- Nigga, is that my chain?
Trust me, that job does not give a fuck about you.
Gets 'em all pretty and whatnot.
- Oh, shit. He's about to do a flexorcism.
- Dude, you need to-- - What?
- Shut up. And fine. - Yeah!
- Damn! [all cheering]
You can't just come down there
Now, why do you have a problem with that?
I'm telling you, he pushes you to be a go-getter.
You know I'm a Mariah man. Nick Cannon is a fool.
right on that bad boy.
is that you won't pay taxes on your untaxed earning
- Oh, come on, papi.
- Sick!
and then you get a shoestring-- - Uh-oh. Oh.
[siren wails] - Okay, Chris,
on "Matrix Reloaded."
Got his ass. - Whoa, chill out.
- Huh? - Maniflex!
but it turns out this is the first thing
to stand on they own two feet.
[laughs] Long and fast.
- Oh, no, Adam. This is lavender, see?
I don't know--fucking Pac-Man.
or the fat cats down in Washington.
- Ah, ah, ah, correction. I value you as sex objects.
- I got you, bruh!
listening to Chris smash our sidewalk neighbors,
[hip-hop music playing]
- You know, some people see us out there trying to get fed
- No, no.
- What?
just like every other person here,
that was in that Mexican lady's yard?
who gets to shower after.
your design taste is a little pedestrian.
[scattered cheers]
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