Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-They go the extra mile, man. -You lying.
-Bye. -Nice seeing y'all.
-Where? -Dakota.
D'Andre Mackey. He's a good brother also.
-Can I talk to you, son? -I don't know. You'll see me around.
How many bedrooms? How many bedrooms?
two of the best, handpicked by me.
-I love you. -l love you, son.
What time is it?
The best you can buy.
Did you meet any women at the parties, in the dorms and stuff like that?
What do you expect? I got to take care of Mary, nobody else but me.
He does not speak for me! You do what you feel is right.
Everybody else ain't bring you in this world.
The director is God.
I hope that Chick here has been a gracious host.
Show me!
-Where we going to be at, huh? What you going to buy Mama, son? -House.
What?
Any shenanigans, the deal is off.
You see what I'm saying? Lights, camera, action!
-I'll see you fourth period, all right? -Sounds good.
You got the game.
Mom we are gonna get you pregnant lots of cum
Yes. That's what I'm talking about.
-Trying to sneak bread all the time. -Bye, Jesus!
whether it's you or your father that wants to pursue this.
I know what you told me, Coach. I know, I know.
Don't be modest. You ought to be proud. You ought to be proud as a peacock.
He's got a great reputation for never forgetting anyone who's done right by him.
and, uh, got a daughter named Mary.
He's always singing.
It's just that I could... get in trouble.
Why is Daddy here? Why did he come back?
Got that, uh, vehicle theft deterrent.
-convicted mur... der... -Murderer.
-Stop pushing him, man. -You got to deal with that, son.
Any shenanigans, the deal is off.
What's up, Chick? Hey, Chick.
in the whole entire world.
-It's gorgeous. -Thank you.
What's love got to do with what you got
Be a dissident who ain't kissing it
Yes, I loved her!
No, baby, come on. Don't hold back.
I don't know. I mean, they're all the same,
-Uh-huh -My wandering got my ass wondering
Eyo Eyo
Not yet.
Sign of a local nigga unraveling
With you and Chick, we'll definitely go to the Final Four.
Why do you fuck with me, you fucking bitches?
Give it up. Give it up.
I tell people my whole life history and I don't even know a thing about them.
Aah!
-That's the only basket you getting all game. -Check.
-Mm. -Take your pick.
And taking them grants for granted
I had no idea that--
Yeah, capisce. Can you pull over?
-Morning, Jake. -Hey, what's happening?
I can't blame the M.V. who be getting all the Benjies
They care about themselves.
Let us finish, and then we can get up with y'all later. All right?
Everybody look what's going down
139!
But damn the game if it don't mean nothing
pay Con Ed, buy clothes, furniture with no visible means of income.
Goodness. I know the both of y'all know Jesus Shuttlesworth.
Jake Shuttlesworth...
Best one, so far? You think?
Wow.
That's something I didn't teach you.
But I would tell him that he needs to go to college and get an education...
Well, I'm here to testify that I found a pair.
Everybody else in the world is asleep.
I'm his number one money-maker. I'm his bottom bitch.
I told them nobody can tell Jesus what to do, but they fucking insisted.
Look, you pygmy motherfucker--
-Really. I ain't had my coffee. -Be cool, all right?
Bitch that sells pussy. Right, Jake?
Still 1,001 ways to lose with the shoes
I play the two-spot.
-Nonsense perseveres Prayers laced with fear -What's up?
I think that, uh... I can help you.
I tore them up too.
Here's what I'm saying. We can help each other, all right?
You know, trying to fuck me isn't going to help me.
-All right. Sit down. -Huh?
Never a word out of me. Always there for you.
where's if l--
House. O-U-sss...
-I'm making you some money tonight. -Hey, baby.
-Where is he at? -I talked to him yesterday.
-Maybe I wanted to play with Jesus. -Jesus!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAN!!!!
Jesus, I have read all about...
No harm. No foul. Are you hurt? You bleeding?
Why don't you take that wig off...
His game has got everything you need.
Layla… LaLa Whatever!
Running the game Chuck and Kris
“Oh yeah fuck me baby” “Agggghgggh yeah”
I pray that you understand...
-What's up with these questions... -Yeah!
You know what? You look like Kim Novak from what movie?
-I love you. -Hook a sister up. I need some money.
-You coached? -Nah, nothing like that there.
Love, Mommy.
-You don't belong here. -Oh, yeah? How can you tell that?
Ain't exactly clear
-Naw, nothing like that. -You're trying to pull a fast one on us?
-Jesus. -Jesus. -Jesus.
That's the wrong way to start a conversation with me.
-Year by year all sense disappears -Know y'all did your homework.
Jesus!
Mr. Shuttlesworth, you are now wired.
Yeah, we got that malt liquor, a.k.a. liquid crack.
Good riddance.
-Yeah? -Yeah. How are you?
The whole shot.
Beats in the game of rap, put my soul in it, care less about the gold in it
Both fucked-up people.
-What's up, Jesus! -Atlantic City, my treat.
Time for you to get your ass out of bed.
There's no free pussy around here, no freebies.
I'm sorry.
You're going to honestly lie dead to my face and tell me...
-I suspect you already got a deal in place. -What kind of deal?
-What is a 'ho? Is that like a gardening tool? -'Ho, man. Whore.
Yeah.
but a beautiful human being.
I think it's only right that we be compensated for sacrifices...
All right. That's good. One out of ten, that's--
-Just doing our job, baby. -We all happy in our work, ain't we?
-Just in case. -Thank you.
-What difference does it make where I'm going? -I would like to know.
I'm just--I'm afraid.
-Check it out-- -Hey, respect my call.
This Nigga’s Nervous Man Fukk That Shit, Finish Reading, Slappy
-Can't believe you listen to that bullshit. -Fine! I'm sorry, all right?
-Give me the ball, man. -What you doing?
You take him to the left. You take him back to the right.
-Nine-five. -You quitting?
-So what's up, Coach? -You know, I don't want to keep busting your balls,
89.95. Right here...
Now go on. Hey, man, back up!
That's good. You want a hot dog?