Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Goddamn.
...thirty and forty dollars now and then, I ain't end up with a million dollars.
- Yeah, you are the king, unc. -How you like that pool?
Punch it!
JOKER: You're in the Kentucky Derby. How do you take this off?
Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Oh, oh, oh.
Everybody loves Elroy, a lazy nothing!
Oh, I'm gonna do you good.
Because we stopped.
We got to do something.
- What? -Cheeco! Cheeco! Run! Run!
I gotta find away to get this money Huh? I gotta find to way to get this money by tomorrow
It's your girl.
Good boy. Feel that? Good dog.
Je hoeft niet alles te weten
MAN: Hey, hey! -Kiss my ass.
Jazz Friday After Next
Okay, okay. Cheeco.
DAY-DAY: Oh, man. HO-KYM: Nice hat.
It’s Mr. Nasty time
I won't have to clean up behind your ass.
- What kind of activity? -Strange activity.
Why didn't yall do nothin?
Well, how about a little cognac'?
Hey. Wait a minute. Um...
Mister, I gotta go help my son. Let me over, please. Let me over.
Y'all take your asses over there if you want to.
I swear to God, man.
MAN: Delivery.
I'm the King of Cucamonga!
- We were swimming when we were little. -Did it float up like a submarine?
What's this traffic doing? Oh, no.
- What's the matter? -D'wana brought Baby D's fat ass up here.
Raise your hand if you want to talk to me!
- How is it my fault? -You're taking all day.
I mean, them 10's. They're 10's but I keep them clean.
If I wouldn't have fought Pinky and gave Day-Day that joint...
YOU HEARD OF EL NINO? YEAH... THIS IS EL NEGRO. COME ON DOWN HERE AND LET ME TAP THAT ASS.
Now, you ain't gonna catch me, as usual, Baby D.
That's my cousin Craig who beat up Debo.
They say there ain't no gravity up there.
I got the John Blaze shit for you
I'm just a bitch ass nigga
This fool can't drive for shit.
Shit.
Let me think about it. Count my money, party with bitches.
- Well, don't like it. -Why not?
ELROY: Whoa!
- Luther Vandross? -Hell no.
Give me my motherfucking pistol. Get the fuck up out of my store.
- Player. -Players fuck up.
Think I'm gonna let you beat my big brother like that and get away with it?
.
- Hey, man, that dude... ICE CUBE: Shh. Shh.
[ROACH WHIMPERING]
JOKER: Hey, I'm cold. I'll close the window.
Hey, and, you, go put your clothes back on, all right?
[BABY JOKER AND JOKER SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
But you live.
[CHUCKLING]
CRAIG: Damn.
This is the way the plan goes. You call over there...
Say, let me get by!
You look like the player hater who sold me this shit.
I'm gonna tie your monkey ass up.
Go talk to her. Mother love. Fat...
Hit the lotto. I just can't understand it.
Yeah, Craig, you gotta have a little money to live out here.
Here come that dog truck. Shut your mouth.
Say it again
DAY-DAY: Come on! BABY D: Day-Day, I'm gonna kill your ass!
SUGA: Hit it! ELROY: Yeah, put your legs up.
When I'm trying to find a meme
- What's that green shit hanging out? -That's chronic, dude. Try it.
I'm gonna find you! I'm gonna put my foot up your ass!
You know you got shit all over the back of your ass?
[YELLING]
- Uh, hi, how are you? -What are you doing here?
That'd be the good life.
No, Leroy, I'm bi-polar! There's a difference.
But he went to rehab last month.
I'm Cold
You know, it's bigger than y'all's backyard.
Daddy, I didn't know you had titties.
- What's that? -Peep this, come on.
- Let it go! Trust me. -Wait a minute. Wait, wait, wait! Look.
CRAIG: Now, as soon as my pops found out Debo was getting out...
- Hey, ladies. -Where's Day-Day?
Good dog. Good dog.
- What do we do with these ones? -Fuck it. Give it to charity.
You don't have to apologize for your brothers.
Hey young man… You got knocked the FUCK OUT
Want me to get cheese and a hot plate? We can cook over there.
This fat bitch get physical
[GRUNTS]
GO TELL HIM I LOVE DINOSAURS) NOT THIS
Heh, we're gonna do it tonight when I get off of work.
[CAR HORNS HONKING]
Hot sauce, thank you.
Bring your ass home, Craig.
Man, I broke up with D'wana two Fridays ago.
I Fuck With Craig Cuz He Beat Debo Ass And He Cold
MAN: Oh, fuck! Good boy. Heel!
- Daddy! -Ball going one way, the Johnson the other.
TYRONE: What you want me to do, Debo'? Bad dog!
We gotta hit the highway.
Hot Sauce Thank You
Can't nobody get me in trouble.
- Hot sauce, please. MAN: Just a second. Man, just a second.
- Y'all got a notice today, certified mail. -Oh, yeah?
Do something about it!
Who is that?
D.J. POOH: Ooh, look at the smoke.
Use that brick to break that chain.
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No, they're 10's. I bought them from somebody.
It's javi papi time. -Oh, Mr. javi papi time.