Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's basically a Raisinet.

Me and my baby good over here.

you know what that means?

- Doo, doo, doo, doo. - He eat hot sauce.

you can find me at the same number,

Some bitches can't be reasoned with.

- That little lady beating the bald fade off that big lady.

You know what I'm saying? Heavy dick, light balls.

I gotta open this garage for this numb nigga.

I got a good job,

And now I think she's gonna blow my whole life up.

- Okay, fine, Chris.

But you, you need to get your shit together.

- Bye. Bye! - Get outta here.

- Well, when we get home,

it's gonna be Erykah Badu.

and through mentorship, she now understands

I gotta go clean this shit up.

nigga away from me before I whoop your ass.

Who gonna teach him how to ride a bike

many visits, no one's actually ever wanted your specimen.

[Mint Condition's "Pretty Brown Eyes"]

- Don't try to act like you was keeping it all play

I'm Michael Jordan. Where'd you even get this from?

and now I have none.

And now she's trying say it's my baby.

It would be more like this.

Don't be touching--don't be touching shit in here, man.

- Who the fuck is you talking to?

that load up the pop machine right now.

- Nigga, what? - Hold on.

and shout out everybody's cards.

- You pus-colored piece of shit.