Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She got shot on 42nd and Walnut.
Everything go okay at the doctor?
I know.
♪ What you want, girl, what you see? ♪
You can fool this country you legit,
BECKY: What do you know about her?
I've worked hard for this company.
He's not coming to see you today.
Wake your ass up!
BECKY: You can't just go in there.
Now we just got to show the world.
What's up, Doc? I got some bad news.
17 years later, and you are still beautiful.
$5 million... a year,
Yeah. Your application for an IPO
You really aren't ashamed of him.
All right. You done?
Why don't you stop worrying?
(muffled): Will you wipe my face for me?
It's nice to see you again, Vernon.
Yo, your rap is hot.
Yeah, I said "a little Mexican." (Michael laughs)
♪ Is there somewhere else that's better for you...? ♪
♪ I just want you to look at me ♪
♪ Look, what's that on the right side? ♪
♪ Lights, camera, action, tonight gonna be a movie ♪
It could be a tricky play, though. You know they're tight.
And Jamal won't object, because he's too passive.
I need $3 million.
No, but how'd you even get into it?
Cookie's coming home.
I told you I was gonna hook you up.
♪ Where you going? ♪
♪ And see that I can be worth your love ♪
you won't tour.
What if Jamal made a play for the company
You got studio tomorrow. Come home and get some sleep.
♪ All bottles on me ♪
When you just found out your brother had been shot.
♪ I dreamt about how I'm livin' ♪
It was your sacrifice that made a lot of this possible.
It's such a rare autoimmune disease,
Give me that tissue.
From this moment forward,
This year my two sons,
Bunkie, wake up. (snoring)
♪ But I don't give a ♪ ♪ What? ♪
Yeah, figure it out. You the boss.
It's all right.
♪ Tomorrow's not promised ♪
♪ I give you everything ♪
♪ Threw a hundred, hundred ♪
♪ See, I'm young and I got money ♪
And after this press conference,
you're not the only one that suffered in this.
this bitch down to the ground.
Are you out of your damn mind?
♪ There she go... ♪
You can't have him.
The last time you called me this late,
The word is you're a mess.
Yo, that's crazy. I love that.
Whatever happened to Miss Dottie?