Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, don't start that with me, motherfucker,
You ain't got to get so sensitive.
* My bloods in the da bitty
Yeah.
And that wasn't even the crazy part.
*
(slow club music)
DARIUS: Yes. ALFRED: Naw.
To be fair,
* Blocks in dat bando house
(cheers)
Come on. Are you serious?
* No roof this drop sick
let me out of here.
"I got the clips in the drawer dresser behind the CK.
* All my bitches with it
even if it's some janky nigga
Hey. Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey, baby.
-Well, fake crying. -(laughs)
-It's so hot. -Be careful, man.
Well, how you figure she want me though?
Ah, come on, man, it ain't all that bad.
and stashes it in the bushes.
Champagne. We get three bottles.
That girl right there.
I'm that guy; people see me
How so?
Hey, baby.
Oh, my God.
The expenses?
people at the club. I hate--
(scoffs)
It ain't even 2:00 a.m. yet.
Scared for what?
And then, he was supposed to perform.
Earn.
Okay.
And the guy comes up to me and he's like,
"Trust I'ma get these bricks off the shelf.
Hey, who want to party with Team Paper Boi?
Hey, wait, wait-wait-wait-wait-wait.