Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Them titties look like two little bee stings,

The redbone with the white tank on.

you gonna have to come up off of these training wheels.

Look at that, 'Cedes.

you best move along, brown Fubu T-shirt.

Honey, I'm trying to get you blent for the gods,

Always flodging like you gonna come up off them duckets,

What, you want to come take a look for yourself?

- You? - Sure did.

That guy with the vintage "Space Jams"?

Sunday morning just a minute away.

We got some very important penises out there.

You mean sparkling wine?

The other one over with my mama now.

How many you got by him?

Let's go, baby.

Now, how the fuck you gonna make moi of all people babysit?

Bitch, what you think?

She done pulled that Holy Roller bullshit again.

Fuck it up, fuck it up, Mercedes.

Keyshawn, I was finna tell you.

And who better to learn from than a OG like me?

Hallelujah, come down to the offering plate

Well, it's better his than yours.

Wait a minute. Are you taking pictures of me?

Why you didn't tell me you was coming tonight, Ma?

- Something else. - Keep talking.

And these lyrics, though?

Well, I heard hell hella lit, though.

This little nigga trying to make me blush.

But it was a pleasure meeting you, Autumn.