Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Oh, word. - Are you performing?

What are you doing here?

You only listen to me

- We're just, you know. - All right.

Hmm? Mm-wah! All right, thanks.

Wait to have sex. Lose interest.

- Motherfucker, open the door! - It's the child locks.

He's coming, he's coming, he's coming.

♪ Step to the plate like I'm a Ken Griffey ♪

Yeah, she's single.

So you rappers, singers,

I'm not looking for a relationship.

- Are we here? Is this it? - Babe.

...tell me about San Pedro Middle School.

- Issa. - Uh...

and 20% will become teen parents.

Not that raw meat, but you know what I'm sayin'.

Any other questions?

Oh, my God, no.

Well, we're celebrating tonight. Let me get you a drink.

But it's like, seriously, why do we need trees?

If I don't have sex at all... motherfucker, no!

What's up with your hair?

This was always about you.

- All right, Ken and Patricia... - Love it.

Bitch, you still mad?

Sometimes I wish he'd just slap the shit out of me out of angry passion.

- Bitch, you're right. - I know.

I'll never know.

Can you give us, like, two minutes?

- Oh, damn. - Right?

to be this new, different person with

- (phone chimes) - Damn it. This is bullshit.

You're never gonna have this moment again.

I'm so happy for you.