- Aye, what's up.I'm Brandy's brother.
Aye, they hooked y'all upwith Twizzlers, too?
- Oh, hell no!
- Damn, my dudes, we higher thana white girl at an EDM concert.
- Getting light-headed.[sighs]
I need oxygens.And a honey bun.
- The FREQ got us up herewith the third-tier groupies.
- Somebody gettingme pregnant tonight.
I don't care ifit is Clipper Darrell.
- You see babygirl over there?
Yeah, I'ma make a tapewith her.
- We gotta get out of here.I came to see dunks by LeBron,
not skeets by Ray J.
- Peep, there go threeseats right there.
Let's gank those bitches.
- Come on, man!Those is reserved
for the physicallyunfortunate.
We can't sit there.- Yeah!
How you gonna talkyour way into that?
- My mom saidwe sitting dere.
I took da bus here.
Da driver let mehonk da horn.
It went "beep beep!"
- Here's yourcomplimentary bibs.
And remember, keepyour drool off the floor
and your dick in your pants.
Enjoy the game.
- This shit don'tfeel right, my dudes.
In my souls and everything.- Yeah, I'm with Grover.
- Damn, y'all acting likebitch-ass Minnesota housewives.
I'm untouchable.Check this out.
- Hey, mother--- Der!
- Oh, it's okay,little fella.
- See? Y'all still thinkmy idea was off?
- Yeah.I think I'ma bounce.
Ooh, shit, Bron Bron'scoming our way.
Oh, my God, he touched me.
I'll never jerk offwith any other hand again.
- Special giftsfor our special guests.
- Ooh.- Oh, I see you.
- Damn, she thickerthan a Snicker.
See? Y'all stilltrying to bounce?
- Hey, kids.I got something for you.
You get the shorts,you get the drawers
and uh, don't mindthe light boo boo stain.
- Damn!You are the king!
- I love you, LeBron.- What he write?
- "Thanks for keeping your dick in your pants.
"The other team could've used you tonight.
"Watch 'Survivor's Remorse' on Showtime--I mean Starz.
Your pal, LeBron."
- Man, ain't nobody tryingto watch that bullshit.
[all laugh]- Yeah, that shit sucks!