'Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
♪ In my mind ♪
♪ Ohh ♪
♪ Ohh ohh ohh ohh ♪
♪ I want you to be free ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ For all of our friends ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Won't you listen to me ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Now hear what I say ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ We wish you a Merry ♪
♪ Merry Christmas ♪
♪ To each one of you ♪ ♪ To all of you ♪
♪ Hmmm ♪
♪ Silent night ♪
♪ Holy night ♪
♪ All is calm ♪
♪ All is bright ♪
♪ 'Round yon virgin ♪
♪ Mother and child ♪ ♪ Mother and child ♪
♪ Holy infant ♪ ♪ Holy infant ♪
♪ So tender and mild ♪ ♪ Tender and mild ♪
♪ Sleep... ♪
Uhh!!
Goddamn, day-day.
Take it all.
One, two, pick it up, three.
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
Damn! That's a ugly-ass baby.
Eyes cocked like a pistol.
All I want, Santa Claus,
is two fat bitches and a bag of weed
and two bags of chips to give to the fat bitches.
What the...?
Damn, these niggas are broke.
No Christmas ham in here... nothing.
It's a damn shame.
All I want is two fat bitches and some cheeseburgers,
so cheeco can lick on them,
and two-years' supply of rolling paper.
Yeah, two pieces of Bologna, yeah, baby.
This gonna be good right here.
I'm so hungry.
What the hell you doin' in my house,
eatin' a big-ass sandwich and shit?
Nigga, I'm Santa Claus,
where the fuck are the milk and cookies?
- Santa Claus! - Oh, shit!
You better get your ass out of here!
Uhh! Goddamn!
Day-day! Day-day!
Day-day!
All I want is a fat bitch with a name belt that say "glitter" on it.
Yeah!
Day-day! Help me, man!
Merry Christmas, motherfucker!
Whoa!
As you can see,
I got my black ass back in the ghetto,
the only place where you can get robbed
by Santa Claus on Christmas Eve.
Oh, shit!
Man, I don't know if I can handle another goddamn Friday.
This shit hurt.
Day-day! Wake up, man, we just got robbed!
Day-day!
Get your scary ass up, man, I know you heard that shit!
- We just got robbed! - Get out of here, man!
Get your... Wake your ass up!
Come on, man, I gotta call the po-po!
What'd you say? Damn.
We just got robbed, cheeco.
...unit 415, man in the middle of the street.
Then what happened?
Shit, then I caught him...
I hit him, like, four times.
I would've been a professional boxer,
but I was in special education.
I'm telling you, I was whupping his ass!
Craig got to fighting with him...
Check out the bedrooms. Sure.
So, what else did he get?
Like I said, he took all of our presents,
he took my cd collection... Cds...
He even took day-day's baby pictures. Pictures?
Oh, yeah, and he got our speaker, man,
with all our rent money in it.
Rent money!
Sit your ass down! Not the rent money!
You ain't about to do nothin'. Who got the rent money?
Shit!
Jumping up like you "Mr. Get bad."
Where was you when he was beating my ass
with that tree?
Craig, my leg is hurting. Good!
Yeah, he got the rent money.
All of it.
You're positive he was dressed like Santa Claus?
Jolly, white, fat guy, little red suit,
couple elves packing the bags?
He's a project Santa Claus.
Picture ol' dirty bastard in a Santa Claus suit.
Can you picture that?
Do you know who ol' dirty bastard is?
No, I'm not big on that.
You ought to be nervous, you a black cop.
You two motherfuckers huddle up or something
and find this dude.
Stay right there.
I ain't goin' nowhere.
Calm down. I'm calm.
You're gonna sit in the car. Do your fucking job!
You're pushing all the wrong buttons, pal.
We the victims, man. We the victims.
That victim shit is way overblown.
Just sit there and shut up.
Asshole.
Santa Claus strikes again. Yeah.
Makes me want to go home and lock up all my shit.
You better stop talking to them police like that.
Shut up, you better stop talking to me like that.
I can kick your ass for the way you acting this morning. Ain't that a bitch?
We gonna still have our Christmas party?
How the fuck we gonna have a Christmas party
with our apartment looking like this?
We can't cancel the party, man!
What about the hos we had coming down here?
I invited some nice-ass girls,
said they gonna fuck for a buck,
do something strange for a little piece of change,
and I know we gonna make them holler for a dollar.
One said they was gonna suck my dick from the back.
I ain't never had that ever happen to me.
I'm trying go see what that be like right there...
Look, I don't give a shit about you, that party.
All I got to worry about is the rent.
- It was your idea to use half the rent money... - No, it wasn't. No, it wasn't.
Whoa whoa whoa!
Dix, I think we got something here.
Well, well, whose is this?
Actually, it's both of ours.
No, it ain't.
It is, but it's for municipal uses only.
I mean, he got cataract, lazy eye, little glaucoma.
See that eye right there?
Little shot of gonorrhea, see?
Do you guys have any idea
what we can do to you for this?
No. Juvenile center?
We can make your Christmas much worse than what it already is.
Being that it's Friday, that means you're not gonna see a judge till possibly Monday.
- Aw! - Maybe.
But since we're nice guys, we're just going to confiscate this plant,
take it with us, until we find this Santa Claus character.
Oh, that's fucked up, too.
Oh, hey, and when we find Saint Nick,
what do you all want us to do to him, you know?
Cracked ribs, fractured skull,
little eye gouge?
Fractured skull.
Beat the shit out that motherfucker.
Eye gouge, that's the shit.
And an eye gouge.
I say you stick a plunger in his ass
like they did in New York...
Fractured skull.
This is officer Brian dix,
I'm officer Alvin hole.
And we'll let you know if anything develops.
"Officer a. Hole and b. Dix."
We'll call you...
If we find anything.
I like them police right there.
Oh, yeah...
You got a big pile of dog shit
in the middle of your bed back there.
You might want to check that out.
Merry Christmas.
He the dick.
What the hell is going on around here?!
Happy holidays, miss pearly.
Police running all in and out of the building!
What the hell is going on?!
Somebody broke in our apartment this morning
and stole all our stuff.
That bullshit security.
I sure hope they didn't get the rent money
'cause you two niggas been ducking and dodging me
for about three weeks now. Me? I...
Today is the day you motherfuckers
is gonna kick in.
Why you always bring your ass up here with this shit,
harassing us?
With that big ol' wolf pussy.
You come here all the time smelling like that.
Look, you don't even own the place.
You just the manager.
And I'm gonna manage
to evict your skinny, punk, black ass
on up out of here today if you two motherfuckers
don't pay up your rent.
Manage to, like, get that lined up.
Don't you worry about it, bitch,
I know somebody like it!
You need to take your ass back downstairs
'cause you ain't evictin' nobody... Nobody!
Unless you got a motherfucking army with you. What?
I don't need no army, Mr. Smart-ass!
My son Damon home right now.
Damon!
I had a nightmare about that fool last night.
Day-day!
Craig!
Which one of you bitches
want to wash my drawers tonight?
That'd be him. Him.
Oh, okay.
I wash on sundays anyway.
Starch or press?
Starch, nigga!
Yeah! Damon.
Move!
Come on in, miss pearly.
Ooh!
When did he get out?
Last night.
And I'm gonna let you two bitches
in on a little secret...
When you spend 12 years on a level-four prison yard,
you become quite fond
of little ol' girls like yourselves.
So either I'm gonna get my rent money today,
or somebody getting their salad tossed tonight!
Damn!
That ain't even necessary. Sure ain't!
Me and day-day, we start our new job today,
and I swear to god we're gonna have
your money later on tonight,
cash... in your hand.
You better!
Either you fixin' to come see me
or Damon gonna come see you.
Simple as that.
You like 'cause your son is a fag?
Shut up, bitch!
Oh, yeah, Craig.
Tell your fine daddy I said...
Ew! Ew!
I hate that bitch!
Tight-ass pants, man, shit!
Look how tight these motherfucking pants are.
I can't even do the James brown in these pants.
Good, I don't want to see you
do the James brown.
We ain't never gonna get no pussy
in these clothes, man.
I'm gonna get some.
Tasha, how we look?
Like a couple of rent-a-cops.
What about them rented tits?
See, the clothes don't make the player,
the player make the clothes.
Rent-a-cops get pussy, too.
I'm not no rent-a-cop, I'm a top flight security
and don't you never forget it.
And, I swear,
the first motherfucker get out of hand
I'm gonna beat the... Shit!
Craig and day-day.
Ohh.
Just the niggas I need to see.
Yo yo, what's up, o.G., triple o.G.,
o.g. Triple, triple... o.G.?
You got out last night?
I ain't seen you all in about 12 years, nigga.
I know, I was little...
You're grown up now, though.
Give a nigga a hug, dog.
I'm about to go...
Ahh!
Yeah, man.
It's cool, dog, it's cool. Come here.
Yeah, right there.
Group hug, nigga.
Come on, Craig.
All right, come here.
Get your ass over here. Talk to you for a minute.
What's up, dog? What's up, nigga?
It's good to be home,
'cause in the prison, dog, hey,
ain't nothin' but the fellas, nigga.
I heard, that's what I heard.
I swear, man.
We got to care about each other.
That's right.
I'm feeling you.
Ohh! Ohh!
Somebody go get my mother.
I heard you motherfuckers
ain't paid your rent this month.
Ducking and dodging my moms and shit!
Get your titty off my chin!
Show up here tonight without that rent money,
and we gonna get real motherfucking acquainted.
You dig?
I can't breathe! He can't breathe!
Do you dig?!
I'm feeling you, dog. Trust me.
Digging it. Good, good.
'Cause I'm gonna only say this shit once!
Come on, man, let's go.
Yeah, you all look good
in your little tight-ass rent-a-cop outfits.
Merry Christmas, niggettes!
Shit, man, that's bullshit, man.
He's gonna try and do something strange to us,
watch, man.
No he ain't. I'm gonna think of something.
That's fucked up, man.
He might do something strange to you, though.
Puff puff and give it, motherfucker.
This is good shit, I ain't gonna be your...
Aw, damn, ow!
Hurry up!
♪ Hang all the mistletoe ♪
♪ I'm gonna get to know you better ♪
♪ This Christmas ♪
♪ And as you... ♪
About a year ago,
my pops quit his dog-catching job
and went into business with my uncle elroy.
They opened up a spot called brothers Barb-b-q.
Tastes so good, make you wanna slap your mama.
You might've seen the commercial.
Y'all tired of eating that barbecue from up the street
where they give you more sauce than they give you meat?
Well, bring your big ass down to bros. Bar-b-q,
15837 south crenshaw boulevard,
that's right off Manchester.
Bros. Bar-b-q, tastes so good, make you wanna slap your mama!
Don't it, Willie?
Yeah, boy. Hey, mama.
What the hell you want?!
Ain't but one location, so it's nearest you.
You might've missed it.
They only had enough money for a 15-second spot.
But, anyway, my pops got me and day-day these jobs
at the same strip mall...
Are you ready?
...as Christmas-help security.
Look, day-day,
we only security guards, okay?
Ghetto security guards at that.
We ain't cops, we ain't america's most wanted,
NYPD blue... None of that shit you watch.
We something like them.
No, nothing like it.
So all we gonna do... Take it easy, make this money,
you gonna watch your temper.
I ain't gotta watch shit.
You gonna treat people right, talk to people right... No, I'm not.
'Cause you can get your ass kicked around here real quick.
So? I don't care nothin' about it getting out of hand.
And I ain't getting into no shit because of you.
This is a job, man. This ain't an adventure.
This is real.
And I wanna let you know, I'm not having it.
Everybody's a suspect today.
And I told you I'm a player.
And I don't care none about none of that.
Uh-huh.
Damn!
Come on, player, get your ass out.
Aw, man.
Fucking... you remedial!
What does that mean? Retarded.
That wasn't nothin'.
You dumb-ass, let's go!
I mess up all the time.
Come here, come here, look.
That's him! Let's get that mother...
Ohh! Get him! Get him!
We gonna whup your ass!
Craig, day-day! Uncle Willie!
What the hell y'all doin' to me?
What's going on?
Day-day, damn!
I didn't know that was you, pop!
I thought you was somebody else!
Willie, what are you doing to the boys back there?
I ain't doin' nothin'. I'm counting my money at the cash register.
These fools knocked the hell out of me.
We just made a mistake.
Day-day just ran in and jumped on daddy!
He's lying, daddy!
Why you beating up on Santa Claus?
What did he do to you?
He broke in our house and stole our presents.
And Craig let him do it.
Why, Craig?
How you gonna blame that on me?
'Cause you... You did!
I tried to fight him and day-day... You lie!
I was screaming. He wouldn't even help. He's lyin'.
Well, what did you do, day-day?
He didn't do nothin'.
He stayed asleep the whole time.
Can I tell my story?
I ain't do shit, daddy,
but he could've did something about it!
What did he look like?
He looked like Bobby brown in a goddamn Santa Claus suit.
I heard about him.
They call him "the Santa Claus crook"
or "the Santa Claus crip" or something like that.
He robbed a lady out here in the parking lot last week.
Called her a "ho ho ho" and kept on running.
Who the fuck are you?
Oh, I'm cookie, the new waitress.
And, um, elroy's new girlfriend.
Damn daddy, you got another... You gonna catch something.
You should've kept sugar's nasty ass.
What happened to her?
I kicked her country ass to the curb,
hooked up with her little sister,
that's how we players roll!
Elroy, you ain't no player.
Read my lips, you ain't no player.
You don't know nothin' about being a player.
Betty done had your ass pussy-whipped
for about 30 years.
Nobody got me pussy-whipped.
I whips pussy!
You boys look really good with your rent-a-cop outfits on.
Yes, very attractive.
This is top flight security.
We ain't no rent-a-cops.
Daddy, how I look?
Da da-da nah!
Like a damn snitch.
Aw, man, that's cold.
Like you ready to go tell on somebody right damn now.
And where your flashlight at?
You're rent-a-cop, you're supposed to have flashlights,
you got to shine some damn body.
We're supposed to get handcuffs,
flashlights, taser guns...
Two German Shepherds.
Y'all must ain't heard what happened
to the last security guards they had around here.
What happened?
Elroy, mama's in the kitchen with the sauce.
Let's go... Aw, shit, the sauce, move!
What happened to the other two s...
Wait a minute.
Go say "hello" to your grandmother.
Come on, let's go, move your big ass!
What happened with the last two security guards?
Mama!
Wake up, mama!
What the hell you want, Roy?
You're burning the sauce again.
Give me the spoon.
We're not gonna hit you, mama.
Lost your mind since Willie slapped you.
Get your hands off her, Willie!
What happened to her?
You should've never let her get into the commercial, elroy.
Got no business working.
You're the one gave her a concussion, Willie.
You were supposed to be acting.
Should've smacked the hell out of you.
How she doing?
Hey, mama, big mama, you all right?
Who are you?
It's Craig, mama.
Who Craig? Don't worry about it.
Your oldest grandson.
The smart one, not day-day.
She still having 30-second black-outs and blurred vision.
Get the hell out of here!
Why you always playing with her all the time?
That's enough damn salt there, Willie!
I know what I'm doing.
Don't nobody want all that goddamn salt
in their potato salad!
Y'all argue too much, god,
what the hell wrong with y'all?
Y'all should get married.
Why are you in so much competition with me?
You jealous, Willie.
I can't help it. I look better than you do.
You don't.
I cook better than you. You can't.
My dick is bigger than yours.
It was cold that night.
Think of this, last year at this time,
you had won the lotto.
Over a million dollars.
Anybody else would be living in the French riviera.
You're back here cooking pig feet with me
at brothers bar-bar-barbeque.
You tied-tongue dog catcher!
You best go check on the sauce.
Your mama's out on her feet again.
Dumb-ass dog catcher.
"I'm a lotto stud, lotto fucking stud."
So after pops and unc
argued for another 15 minutes,
it was time to meet our new boss.
His name is moly.
He ran the whole strip mall
and owned holy moly donuts.
But, trust me, don't ever, ever, ever, ever,
ever, ever, ever, eat there.
We'll take the usual, moly.
Hey, moly! Hey, Willie.
How you doing, boy?
Good, buddy. Merry Christmas, buddy.
Happy hanukkah, I'Chaim.
These are my boys.
I'll be with you in just one minute, buddy.
Take your time.
Damn, Craig.
Just be still.
What's up, how's the business?
Everything is wonderful, yeah, boy!
Have you seen our commercial? No, buddy.
Bar-b-q tastes so good, make you wanna smack your mama.
What the f...
Hey, buddy!
Moly, what the fuck wrong with you?
Sorry, buddy, reaction, sorry.
Hey, guys, I hear someone looking for a job, huh, guys?
I wanna ask you a question.
I, uh, okay.
When we get our guns?
No guns!
You are top flight, unarmed security guards.
What about walkie-talkies? And some flashlights.
What if we catch a girl giving up some head
right in the back behind the trash can?
I have to come back there with a flashlight and catch her.
You guys are supposed to be big tough guys.
You don't need all these gidgets, gadgets, huh?
All you need is this here.
If there's any problems, you just blow... toot! Toot!
These guys are here all the time, they come running.
Goddamn, Craig!
Can we have some more donuts? Please.
See? Very quick response time, huh?
You guys ready for tour of property?
Give me a twister. Make it two.
Hold the flies.
Keep up, come on, one, two, one, two.
Come on, with me, come on.
Okay, guys, since you've been here many times before,
I'm gonna make it short and sweet.
Buddy, come on.
Okay, as you know, this over here is my place.
It's holy moly donut shop, huh?
Say it with me, guys, "holy moly donut shop."
Holy moly donut shop.
Very good, you get one free bear claw every lunch break.
Ha ha! Ha ha!
Come on, guys. Come on, come on.
Okay.
Over here is the chrome dome.
You got cars, they got rims.
This one, of course, is your family business...
Bros. Bar-b-q.
That's check cashing, no I.D. Required.
And this one here is a brand new store.
It's a pimp's and ho's.
Some kind of a flashy clothing or something, I don't know.
Damn! Damn!
Who is that?
That's Donna. She's the owner's girlfriend.
He's a really funny-dressing kind of guy
from out of town or something.
He's kind of a pig, though. He treat her like shit.
I would love for her to be one of my wives.
Damn, how many wives you got?
Me? Twelve, buddy.
Yeah, all of them freaks, too.
♪ Freaks come out at night, what, what, what ♪
♪ freaks come out at night ♪
Whodini, you know.
Yeah, buddy.
He's got a real big character.
He's short but big.
Hold up, wait a minute,
let me put some pimping in it.
He's funny-looking, huh?
I don't know why he dress like this.
How are you? Doesn't matter. Get the trunk.
Thank you.
He's got problems.
Quickly now, quickly.
Got a business to run.
Hey, buddy!
And don't drag that coat.
It costs more than you do.
Okay, and over here,
this is a liquor store.
Don't let nobody hang out in front of the liquor store.
Nobody, buddy.
Nobody.
And this is your booth.
Any questions?
Yeah, I got one question.
What's up, buddy, what's up?
What the hell happened to the last security guards
that worked here? Yeah.
You ask too many questions, man.
It's time to get to work.
Come on, man, remember, you guys are top flight security guards.
Best in the whole wide world, huh? Right.
You have to defend this whole place with your own life.
And I'll die for this shit, too.
Remember, Christmas Eve means lots of shoppers.
If there's any trouble, you come get me.
When you take care of it, then come get me.
Okay, go, go, come on.
Keep it real, huh?
So when you gonna ask him for an advancement
on the first week's pay?
Don't worry about that, day-day.
I'll ask the man when the time is right.
You just keep your rabbit-ass mouth shut.
Remember what Damon said.
You remember what I said, okay?
Don't start trying to out think me, man,
because you're gonna hurt yourself.
Where you think you're going?
It's small in here.
No, you big in here.
Get off my foot!
Just scoot over there.
Man, you scoot over. Come on, man.
This shit is uncomfortable, man.
Can't even move in here.
So what? Just deal with it.
I got to.
Shit. What we gonna do now?
Just sit here and wait for something to happen.
Not me.
That shit is boring, man.
Good, I like boring.
Easy money for us.
I hope don't nothin' happen all day.
We can just sit here and watch these females
shop till they drop.
Matter of fact, watch out.
Ain't this a bitch.
I'm waiting on some action.
You heard what Mr. Moly said.
We top flight security of the world, Craig!
Shit, not just the city, the world.
Been jacked by Santa Claus, all kind of shit.
They need security in the world, Craig!
Shit.
For one thing, calm down.
Slow your roll. Shit.
Don't let that man pump you up, day-day,
and get your ass shot out here.
We ain't no damn top flight security of the world.
We Craig and day-day.
So just kick back, relax...
You heard what happened to the last security guards.
You didn't even hear what happened
to the last security guards,
so how the fuck is I gonna hear it?
Just do your job, and I'm gonna do mine.
Shit. No problem.
I'm gonna do my job.
No problem.
Get your damn feet out of my f...
♪ Joy to the world, the lord is come ♪
Bingo!
I got action.
What's up?
♪ Let every heart prepare him room ♪
♪ And heaven and nature sing ♪
♪ La la la la ♪
Heaven and... Fuck all that shit!
Y'all hos gotta get off this corner with that.
Excuse me, sugar. What did you just say?
You heard me what I said,
"y'all hos gotta move up off this corner."
You better watch your little filthy mouth.
Now, you are talking to children of the lord.
That's right!
I want you to know who you talking to, too.
Top flight motherfucking security.
Day-day, you can't talk to these old-ass ladies like that.
Old?! Excuse me!
Just back me up and do your damn job!
Now, y'all move it on and take that shit...
Wait a minute, bitch!
Now, I ain't no killer, you understand me? Okay.
But don't you push me, don't you touch me!
You gonna make me blow this whistle.
I'll clear all this shit out.
Fuck you and your whistle!
Y'all trying to use the lord to sell pussy on this corner,
I already know.
Shut your little filthy mouth!
Calm down!
Let's go on to church,
and we gonna pray for these niggas.
Have mercy, Jesus. Forgive me, lord.
♪ Joy to the world ♪
What? What's wrong with you?
You can't talk to people like that.
That's somebody's grandmama, fool!
Man, I can talk to people
any fucking way I want to talk to them.
And I'm the law around here.
And I'm gonna write your ass up for insubordination.
So let me do my job and you do yours.
Top flight.
Man, I couldn't believe how day-day was acting.
Ever since he got that whistle around his neck,
he been acting like a real asshole rent-a-cop.
Halt! Hey!
Look at him.
Where you going?
To park so I can go in the check-cashing place.
You can't park right here.
Why not? Because there's a new policy.
Give me the number or you can't park here in this lot.
I ain't never heard of no policy like that!
'Cause you not met a top flight security nigga like me!
Give me the number or get fucking rolling.
Look at that fool.
I am not about to give you my number...
Got to put a stop to this shit.
...for no parking spot, okay, 'cause I'm married!
Get this piece of shit out of here...
He was just playing. Go ahead.
I'm not playing.
You better not park this shit. Bye-bye.
You better bring that motherfucking car back here.
Man, what did I do?
Day-day. I got this!
Why every time you get a little position of power,
you abuse your authority?
You need to work on your people skills.
Oh, that's some bullshit.
My people skills are way better than yours, nigga.
Just sit down and relax.
Bingo! Got more action!
Get y'all little bad-ass mo' over here!
Man, leave them damn kids alone!
Stop blowing that goddamn whistle!
What's wrong with you, day-day, you trippin'!
Some LAPD shit.
You know what? Don't hate, appreciate.
You're just mad 'cause I'm always on the...
Crime...
Calm your ass down one way or another.
You ain't gotta calm me down.
I'm the po... Fire that up.
Not on duty. Not on duty.
You better fire this shit up!
I ain't no grocery store bouncer,
I'm a real top flight motherfucking security guard.
You gotta recognize the difference
between the police, a top flight...
Light this shit. We are not little no more.
Come on! It's one-on-one!
What? What? What?
Come on!
You know what?
You're not gonna be punking me when we get 40,
I'm letting you know that right now.
This shit gonna stop one day, dude.
Well, it ain't gonna stop today.
So light it up before I beat that ass.
Whatever. Yeah, yeah.
This Barney fife shit.
I'm thinking of something right now.
That's some good shit, right?
No, you're a bad-ass influence on my life.
Ever since I've been kicking it with you,
my life has been in shambles, dude.
Give me my goddamn joint.
Hold on, let me hit it one more time.
One more time, let me hit it, man.
Nigga, you gave it to me to smoke.
I ain't no bad influence on you, nigga,
I'm the best cousin you got.
If it wasn't for me,
you'd be getting punked all the time, nigga.
And I keep you safe, and I keep you warm, nigga,
'cause you know how a little timid you are.
Look, look.
Whatever.
Man, it's just us... Craig and day-day, damn!
Craig and day-day!
Hell, I was about to Barry bonds
y'all's black asses!
You almost made me catch a heart attack.
I ought to hit you in your ass and give you brain damage.
Let me hit that before Willie bring his ol' square ass here.
You can go to jail for some shit like that for real, daddy.
He been real brand new today.
How's it going out here so far?
It's been boring and quiet.
Just wait around, them young thugs and hoods...
They don't come out till about 1:00 or 1:30.
They coming. I just pray to god I'm here when they come.
Uncle elroy gonna beat the shit out of them!
Ho ho ho, motherfuckers!
What you looking at before I shoot you in your mouth?
Turn around! Up against the wall!
Jesus! Shut up!
Turn around! What you got, toothpick?
I ain't got nothin'.
Shitting on yourself.
What you looking at? What you looking at?
Hey, man, don't I know you?
You gonna know a bullet in your ass!
This is all you got?
I ain't got nothin' but $20 funky-ass dollars.
I ought to shoot your broke ass.
Shut up!
What's up, al green?
You remind me of them old players
that be up in the club with them young girls.
You remind me of a young nigga
that's fucking with the wrong old nigga.
Turn your... He's gonna shoot your ass!
Get up against the wall!
Shut up! Give me the watch!
No, not the rollie!
Now it's a stollie. Give me the watch!
Looking like a Mississippi pimp!
Bitch better have my sweet potato.
Ho ho ho, top flight security.
Merry Christmas, motherfucker!
Santa Claus got my rolex!
Do something, do something!
Day-day!
Santa ain't robbin' me!
Shit! Unc!
Hey! Move, move!
...three quarters, two dimes, and a nickel.
Ha ha ha! That's good!
Don't y'all hear me blowing this whistle?!
What is it, buddy?
We just got jacked by Santa Claus!
He almost tied us up, fucked us, and robbed us!
He pulled out a pistol and...
Are you on crack, buddy?
Hey, man, just let it go.
Get your goddamn hands off me!
Me and my cousin and my daddy,
we just got jacked a minute ago by Santa Claus!
But you're security guard, buddy.
That's why I asked your ass for them two flashlights.
These guys!
See, that's why I hate the fucking law!
Get your fat ass up and go do something about it!
You get up, too!
Look, man, fucking give me some flashlights,
or we're gonna get killed around here!
Jacked by Santa Claus!
On Christmas Eve!
Twice in one day!
You wanted to grab somebody,
shit, grab that nigga who stole my rolex!
Security. You need to turn in your damn whistle.
♪ How do you want it ♪
Where you going, mama?
I'm going to make my daily rounds.
Hey, can you make me a sandwich when you get back?
Make your own damn sandwich.
♪ Got a brother wanting it so bad ♪
♪ I'm about to pass out ♪
♪ Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it, baby ♪
♪ Just alleviate your clothes ♪
♪ Time to fly up out it ♪
Tupac... Tupac, Tupac.
Goddamn, you fine!
Ooh, nigga, the way you talk gangsta, nigga.
Craig?
Day-day?
Yoo-hoo!
Anybody home?
Nobody here.
Oh, my goodness.
What in the hell done happened to the mail?
Hmm. I ain't the only one they owe.
Dirty bastards.
♪ Up and down like a roller coaster ♪
♪ Gonna come beside you ♪
♪ I ain't stoppin' till the show is over ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm a rider ♪
♪ In and out just like a robbery ♪
Ooh!
This child is filthy!
Huh! Wishful thinking.
Ooh! Weed.
Got me some weed!
Uh-huh, that's why they ain't paid their damn rent.
Aah!
So what happened after that?
I don't want to talk about that shit.
Y'all ain't gonna catch no damn body.
I just want you to whip some ass on your way to the station.
At least I'll feel better then.
What the hell were you doing in the alley anyway?
I was emptying the trash, Willie!
I'd already taken out the trash!
Well, it was full!
Don't you mess up this b-b-barbecue business!
I'm gonna keep my eye on you!
I don't give a damn about your lazy eye,
you popeye-looking son of a...
No, wait a minute! I started this barbecue shit!
Is this the motherfucking thanks I get?!
That's enough, enough! Calm down!
I just appreciate you
even blessing me with your presence.
Bishop magic Don Juan and money motherfuckin' Mike!
What they know about that?
Let me get this straight...
For the second time, y'all got jacked by Santa Claus?
- Yup. - Yeah.
Black guy, wasn't it?
Nah, this was a nigga that did this.
If I build it, the hos will come.
Learn from the best. God bless you, Mike.
Keep your game tight, player.
He got daddy's rolex!
♪ Dashing through these hos ♪
♪ In a one-horse open sleigh ♪
Everything is 25% off. Everything must go.
Maybe even you.
Explain yourself now, player.
Day-day! Ow, daddy!
You talk too damn much!
He didn't want to blow his whistle, so I blew mine.
Craig. Craig!
Huh?
Pay attention!
That's the reason we got jacked in the first place.
We'll make out our report and get back to you.
Go on now, break this up, let's go.
Come on, guys, y'all have to get dressed.
The kids will be here any minute.
Back to work, dodo.
I'm going back there.
I didn't know
you can make a snowman in 80-degree weather.
Well, anything is possible.
All you need is a can of snow.
What's cracking? My name Craig.
Hi, I'm Donna.
What's up, Donna?
What kind of stuff y'all sell in here?
We got everything.
We've got fubu, Sean John, dada.
What are you looking for?
I don't know. Anything's better than what I got on.
What, you don't like the flashlight look?
Ha ha ha.
I see you got jokes.
Well, you can always buy your girlfriend something.
We have ladies' wear, too.
Yeah, y'all do, huh?
I don't really got a girlfriend, you know.
I usually get rid of them this time of year.
That way you ain't got to buy them shit.
For real?
Yeah, why not?
I'm just playing.
I see you got jokes.
A couple.
So that's your little midget boyfriend?
Little micro-mini pimp up in there?
Oh! What's cracking, baby?
My name is day-day, right.
This is my big-head ass cousin.
You know, beevo-latte, got more head than he got body.
Check this out,
I just spotted you way across from the lot,
and I'm gonna let you know, it ain't your Booty,
it's your beauty.
If you see anything suspicious around here...
Let me know 'cause I got my eyes on everything.
Let's start off by getting your number
'cause that's the only way
we're gonna be able to communicate...
No, what you gotta do
is get your ass back to that booth.
But, man, she like me!
Come on, woman.
I can't move that fast with this stomach.
Why you gotta bring your ass over here?
I was here trying to see if she seen a Santa Claus with a suit on.
What your ass doing over here?
You know what I'm doing over here.
I just don't want no bullshit.
You know, all that "my hair retain heat,"
I don't know nothin' about that.
I'm sorry, I have to go help them.
Okay.
Fine piece, boy.
She fine.
She liked me, didn't she?
No, no.
Yes, she did.
How she gonna like you when she like me?
'Cause she hadn't seen me yet.
I wish I hadn't seen you yet.
Can I help you?
I just walked in the store,
let me look around a little bit, dang!
I can use some help over here.
In the men's. Uh, yes.
Thank you.
Burn a pimp, see what happen to you.
That's all you gotta do, just burn a pimp one time.
I like this fubu sweatshirt with some socks.
Are you all right?
I'm fine, I just...
This ain't be happenin', this ain't be happenin'.
Oh, no!
See that?
I seen that.
Turn him off!
What wrong with him?
Come on, bill, let's go.
I don't see nothing in here I like.
No, you ain't sick no more.
That ass is got. Come on!
Baby still kicking?
Yeah, feel like twins.
We saw that shit!
Saw what?
Let me go!
Get a hold on her, man!
Ahh!
Stop letting her kick your ass!
Y'all going to jail!
For shop-stealing and stealing everything!
We ain't stole shit! I didn't see nothin' I liked!
What about this?
Uh-huh!
Aw, damn! They done got a player?!
That ain't nothi" you like?
You going to jail, sister Tyson.
I can't believe you did this!
I'm appalled!
You ain't Paul! You a nigga that steals!
Y'all got the game messed up!
You gonna steal from a pimp!
Where is elroy?
He's in the back. He doesn't want to come out.
What?!
Keep your voice down.
Merry Christmas, everybody.
Come on out here right now for these kids, elroy,
or you and I gonna fight!
All the money we spent for these outfits.
Get your butt out here, man.
Aw, elroy, you look cute.
Oh, he's a cutie pie.
We ought to be celebrating kwanzaa anyway.
Messing with these kids' heads with this white man's holiday.
Oh, shut up, elroy.
Prance your ass over and let them kids pet on you.
Oh, hell no, Willie!
That's where I put my hoof down.
Ain't nobody pettin' on me!
Will you shut up? Come on, elroy.
Prance your ass over there!
Let them kids pet on you.
What's wrong with you?
That ain't prancin'. It ain't easter.
I ain't know no damn reindeer.
Prance! Look, like this.
Go!
You ain't gotta do this.
You was...
Shut the fuck up!
Little punk-ass bitch.
Y'all fucking make puppies.
It's Christmas Eve, have some holiday cheer.
Holiday cheer these nuts.
Get back.
Hey, player.
Mike. Mike!
Get back!
Player!
No, no, let him through.
Come on, you little shrimp motherfucker.
I'm gonna sue your ass! Come on, cut me!
No, no, no!
Give me that, give me that.
I guarantee I'm gonna bust my thing!
Think about your mama, man.
I'm thinking about your ass!
Think about what your mama'd say.
You all right? Yeah, I'm fine.
You know what I'm saying?
I got a little razzle-dazzled, it's all right.
My name is money Mike, player, how you doing?
All right, then, don't squeeze hard.
All right, what's happening?
This is my young girl Donna.
Say "hi," woman. Hi.
What's up?
That'll be quite enough, thank you so much.
See, the thing is, we just opened up around here,
you know what I'm saying?
And we've been having some problems, as you see.
I appreciate what y'all did 'cause these cockroaches
would've cleaned me out this season.
Speaking of cockroaches, where was your antennas
when them niggas were stealing my shit out the store?
I didn't see them take anything.
You didn't see them take anything.
Well, look next time! Use your eyes!
They ain't supposed to just be Hazel,
they supposed to do some goddamn work around here!
This ain't for play. I don't do this for fun.
I'm sorry.
Don't be sorry, ho, be careful, lord Jesus!
You know what? I'm tired of your presence... dismissed.
Nice meeting you guys.
See you later.
You got her trained, nigga, damn!
You can lead a ho to water, player,
but you can't make them think, you dig what I'm saying?
I got to keep it breezy around this bitch.
Anyway, I need to take care of y'all,
I appreciate what y'all did for a player.
I can't be everywhere at all times.
No charge.
What about our rent money? No charge.
Y'all sure?
Positive. We just doing our job.
We can't charge you, man.
Hey, don't argue with no charge.
You can come to the store anytime you want.
Can we get some clothes, 30% off, 40% off?
A fubu short set?
You don't need shit.
Man.
Look, we just having a little Christmas party tonight.
Why don't you and your lady come on through,
hang out with us and our folks?
Let me check my palm pilot.
Look like I ain't doin' shit.
Bring a bunch of bitches...
I'm talking about a busload of hos if you can.
I was gonna get drunk and watch the grinch, so I'll be there.
I'll get the address from y'all later.
I'll see you later, too, all right?
Yo, yo, player, hold up.
Never know what I might need this for,
might come in handy, might wanna shave,
might wanna shave somebody else...
Never know.
I like that nigga, I like him!
Look, that's a real pimp.
Now, that's pimpin'.
Get off his dick, day-day.
What do you want for Christmas, young fella?
I want a x-box with all the games,
I want all the new gear,
I want a new Lexus with a banging system
and chrome feet on it.
Here's my address, Mr. Jones.
Mr. Jones?
No, Santa.
I'm Santa.
Bullshit, you Mr. Jones.
I know where you live, too,
so I expect everything by tomorrow morning,
you feel me?
Oh, yeah, put everything in my mom's name.
He don't look like no reindeer,
he look like a pit bull.
Giddy up, pit bull.
You better stop jumping
before I have to bite your little ass.
Can you lock your jaws and shake like a pit bull?
Yeah, want me to show you? Aah!
My brother said if a pit bull locks his jaws like that,
you're supposed to do this to him...
Aah!
I did not take anything.
It was all her, come on, man.
Take her! Let me go!
Later, moly. Okay, buddy, take care.
Hey!
♪ Bad boys, what you gonna do ♪
Dodo! Yeah?
Good job, buddy.
Yeah, thanks. You, too, Clyde.
Take lunch, one half-hour.
That's cool right there.
Don't be late.
That's a dirty motherfucker.
He gonna blow smoke in our face on the first arrest? Bullshit.
See? I told you there ain't no future in being a company man.
Shit. Let's just go to lunch.
Let's go, I'm hungry...
Ain't that...
Get them niggas!
Come on, sugars, come on!
Come on and get them!
Dude, I think...
Represent for your mama,
that's what I'm talking about.
I'm gonna bust in your head, boy!
Run!
Come back here!
Go, man, go!
Run, day-day! Run!
Give you an ass whipping!
A whole lot of ass whipping!
Go down the alley!
Yo, big pimpin', can you hide us?
Oh, yeah, I'm good in a crisis, hold on.
Donna, code red.
Come on, in the back.
Sure has been a lot of work today, player.
Pimping ain't easy but... Can I help you, player?
No! No? Well, this ain't the baby gap.
Fuck baby gap!
Oh, this is bullshit.
I'm in between a pimp and a hard place.
Donna! Man down! 1130! Pimp in distress!
Can I help you? Yo, move!
Donna, player down!
Who do you think you are?
What's your problem? Move!
I can't let you back there.
Why? Who back there? Did you hear me?
I can't let you back there.
Go, go, go!
Come on, come on!
Let's go.
What you doing?
Get back.
They in one of these stores or something.
Check over there.
Come on.
Go! Go! Go!
Let's jump, let's jump.
Yo, moly!
I heard you hired two more security guards around here
that's been harassing my grandmother and thang.
I got two new guys... Clyde and dodo.
You remember what we did to the last security guards?
Yes, I do, buddy.
When you see them, you tell them we said this...
Help! Somebody, help me! Help me, please!
Somebody, help me, please!
Aah!
Did you see what they just did to moly? Yeah.
They gonna kick our ass when they catch us, Craig.
That's why they ain't gonna catch us.
Come on! Come on!
Where them rent-a-cops at, huh?
What you looking at, old man?
Mind your own fucking business.
Come on. Just jump on moly's car.
Craig, I'm scared, man.
So what? Me, too.
Fuck this. I ain't about to get my motherfucking ass kicked
over no job, man.
You smart as a motherfucker today.
Shit.
This way.
Oh, shit!
Wow, oh, my god!
Damn!
♪ Someone call 911 ♪
Moly, you got knocked the fuck out!
Oh, good observation, buddy.
Where were you? On our lunch break...
Trying to get something to eat, so we could secure this lot.
Good, good, you were eating while I was getting beating.
Look like somebody beat the bricks
off your motherfucking ass.
You're supposed to be security guard, buddy.
We are security. Ain't that a bitch!
We are security guards.
Not anymore. You're fired. Both of you.
Ahh! Oh, man!
Man, what the fuck?
Oh, hell no!
We just got this job,
how are you gonna fire us?
Turn over your whistles, come on.
We need to be whipping his ass right now!
Whup his ass, daddy!
I'll sue you.
Whup him!
Come on, just give me the whistle.
Give me your whistle.
Give him the whistle! Go on and blow that!
Take your stank-ass whistle!
That's good, dodo, now it's dirty.
Get out of here!
L'Chaim! Take your flies!
I hope your camel got a ticket outside.
Get outta here!
Daddy, do something! What you gonna do?
Can't just come up in here like that, man!
Oh, I got it, I got it!
Y'all stick around here. Yeah, boy!
Damn, you a better snitch than we is, uncle Willie.
Yeah, boy!
Help!
Help me, please!
Somebody, help me, please!
So, Craig, you're gonna still have the party tonight?
I don't know.
I'm not even in the spirit no more.
Don't let nobody ever take your spirit away from you!
It's Christmas! Be happy, come on!
That's right, baby.
Listen, it's not what you get, it's how you feel.
You want us to bring some ribs tonight?
No, I'm sick of ribs.
So what we gonna do, man?
Now, while everybody was just worried
about getting their boogie on,
me and day-day still had a problem to solve.
That's when I came up with the perfect idea...
A rent party.
We'd just charge everybody in the hood
to come kick it with us, you know!
♪ Up on up in this dancery ♪
♪ We got you open, now you floatin' ♪
♪ So you gots to dance for me ♪
♪ Don't need no hateration, holleration ♪
♪ In this dancery ♪
Elroy, this stuff is weak.
What the hell else you got, damn!
There you go.
♪ Come on, everybody, get on now ♪
♪ 'Cause you know we gots to get it crunk ♪
♪ Mary j. Is in the spot tonight ♪
♪ And I'ma make you feel all right ♪
♪ Come on, baby, just party with me ♪
♪ Let loose and set your body free ♪
♪ Leave your situations at the door ♪
Aw!
Damn!
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, jingle bells!
Hey!
Hey, hey, it's good to see you, baby!
Ha ha ha!
Hey, man, I feel good. How y'all?
Everybody, Merry Christmas, noogah, from pinky, noogah!
Hey, look here, look here.
No hard feelings about what happened out at the shop.
Everything's copacetic, noogah.
Every time I see you,
you're talking about the same shit.
Be straight, man, Merry Christmas.
Ha ha ha! Check this out, man.
Since you got a lot of money in your man-purse,
we doing a little kick-in party,
so I'm gonna need you to kick in.
I got something for you that's better than money.
Better than money?
I bought you and day-day a little somethin' somethin'!
Check it out! Better than money?
Ladies, come on in and say "hi" to my friend Craig, noogah!
This is mo' wet.
How you doing?
Oh, yeah, show him what you're working with,
shake it, shake it!
And right here is one of my spice girls.
I calls her "cinnamon."
Cinnamon, huh?
You so cute.
Do it again, do it again, I ain't playin'.
Oh, she's been on soul train!
And last but not least, this is lollipop,
I calls her lollipop!
Hey, baby.
Whoo, lord!
Uh, look here, uh... Thank you.
Look here, lollipop is all mine.
All right, that's cool.
She's all mine. Hey, day-day!
Hold this for me, baby.
Day-day, what's up?!
Hey, you better watch that jheri curl juice!
Damn, pinky! Shit!
Boy, you look good, man!
Merry Christmas, boy! Thank you.
Hey, we still slinging records out there at the shop.
You know, we miss you down there, baby!
Man, I know y'all do. Why'd you fire me, pink?
I had to! Why?
You was always late, fool!
Say it again! Say it again.
Say it again!
Hmm.
Damn, girl, you eating again?
Mmm-hmm.
♪ To everybody that be living it up you say ♪
What's up o.G., triple o.G.?
What's up? How you doing, man?
Everything all right?
I'm cool, dog. Good.
Got my shank in case shit jump off in this motherfucker.
Relax, homey, ain't nothin' about to jump off in here.
That's my people, man, that's my folks.
My grandma, my uncle.
♪ I'ma meet this chick, fucking treat this chick ♪
What you need to do, man, is grab one of these females
and get your boogie on.
I don't want to dance with none of these hos.
You're a fool.
Ooh, what's up?
Merry Christmas.
Who's that?
How are you?
Oh, I'm all right.
You look great.
That's, uh, that's Donna.
Damn, you the greenest little troll...
Nigga, who the nigga she with?
Oh, that's just money Mike.
Little lucky charms, little micro-mini pimp.
Oh, that nigga look magically delicious, nigga.
That's right.
Perm and shit.
Craig, look who here!
Yeah, bring him over here.
Bring his ass right here.
Oh, man, thanks for coming through, man.
I appreciate that.
No problem, man, thanks for inviting us.
We had to show y'all love after what y'all did for us at the store.
You know what I'm sayin'? We appreciate it.
Don't she look good?
Introduce me to your friend, Craig.
Oh, that's money Mike.
That's Donna. Hi, Merry Christmas.
This Damon, he live downstairs.
Whoo!
That was like the matrix!
Ooh! Got some testosterone problems.
Um, why don't you go get me something to drink, please.
Thank you.
Where is it?
Right through here.
No, no.
Like he dislocated my shoulder.
Yo, homey, you ever been to the pen?
Hell, no, but thanks for asking.
Won't bother asking you, though.
Uh, Craig! Yeah.
Where your bathroom at, player?
I have to piss like a Russian racehorse
in the Kentucky derby with a glue truck behind him.
Yo, it's right here.
I got to pee diddy! About to get it on.
Hey, don't piss on the seat.
What's up, o.G., triple o.G.?
You got that look in your eye.
Fresh fish on the line, nigga.
Ain't nothin' like that shit.
Yeah, baby! Yeah!
Drink a little bit more water,
smell like ammonia in this bitch.
Come on. There you go.
One at a time, player, one at a time.
Busy right now, working with a monster.
You know what this is, new Booty!
New Booty?
Don't fight this shit.
Fight what shit? Just let it happen.
Let what happen? What the hell you doing?
Phone book? Nigga, I ain't even in the phone book.
What the... nigga, you better... This ain't funny, nigga.
I'll bitch slap your ass.
Come on, I ain't playin'.
No!
Here's my card right here
if y'all ever want to be pimped. Day-day.
Better not let pinky see that shit.
I ought to give it to him, though.
That's a barbecue card.
That's where I'm pimping, out of the barbecue place.
Come and get barbecue slapped, shit.
Sneaky son of a bitch.
Damn, he's been in there a long time.
I told you he was sick.
He might be in there throwing up anything.
Why don't we just step in here?
We can sit down and wait for him in here.
All right.
♪ If you wanna try to make the big boys holler ♪
♪ The situation ♪
You got a nice room here.
Pretty clean for a bachelor.
I got a nice bed, too. Wanna try it?
You funny, huh?
I'm not trying to be funny.
I'm trying to spread a little holiday cheer.
Get close to you.
So, what, uh, what bring you to California
with just a little half a prince motherfucker?
You know, I ask myself that same question.
What am I doing way out here,
away from my family this time of year?
But it's just hard.
Shit, just leave.
You don't understand, it's not that easy.
I mean, he got you all the way out here
so he can, you know, mistreat you.
Do all them things to you...
You know, I want to do some things to you
that, um...
You sure you don't want to just, like, lean back?
What you thinking?
No!
Don't do it!
You got some condoms?
Day-day, get the hell out of here!
You know damn well you got all the rubbers in your...
Get the fuck out of here!
She liked me anyway, didn't you?
You're a trip.
You know what, don't pay no attention to day-day.
That boy, he just a fool. You know what?
Let's just go before Mike comes busting in on us.
And, Craig, a word of advice...
You should get a lock on this door.
I ain't never gonna get no pussy.
What if I tried to get a lock right now and just...
All right. God!
Come on out of there!
Pop, what's the matter? Who's in the bathroom?
That eggnog about to kick back up on me.
You know I got them bad guts.
Man, pops gotta boo-boo, come on!
Don't tell everybody! Hey, you know what?
The lady will let you use the downstairs...
The landlady, you know miss pearly? Miss pearly.
Yeah. Go on down. She'll let you use it.
Come on out of there, man!
Honey, where you going?
I'll be right back. Oh, boy! Oh... oh!
♪ Merry Christmas, baby ♪
♪ You sure did treat me nice ♪
Ooh.
♪ Merry Christmas, baby ♪
All right!
I'm Craig's daddy Willie Jones.
As you know, we're having a little get-together upstairs,
and the bathrooms are jammed.
Oh, I like the way you got that lined up.
Mind if I use yours?
No, come on in.
Where's it at?
Down the hall. Thank you.
Uhh!
All right, there we go.
Mmm.
There we go. About time.
Oh, just what I needed so bad.
Phew.
Yeah, there it is.
♪ I solemnly swear to stay down and slang the seed ♪
How you doing?
♪ I'm gonna roll ♪
Tell me what you working with.
Oh, damn!
What's wrong with you, fool?
That's my woman you're dancing with.
Hey, fool, your woman's freaking with me!
I bought them titties!
What's wrong with you?
I'll bust a cap right in your fat ass.
Don't mess up the party, elroy.
Dance with me, dance with me.
Come on, dance with me.
♪ Hold my hood up high, in the name... ♪
Ahh!
Did you pee on me?
Wake your bitch-ass up, lucky charms.
I like my fish wet and squirmy.
I thought I was dreaming.
You almost drown me, nigga.
Oh, you dreaming. This a wet dream.
Wet dream? Wait a minute, I'm a pimp!
You lost your mind?
What the hell?
Am I in prison?
Donna! Pimp down!
You got a lot of balls!
Aah!!!
Ha ha! Pimpin', pimpin'.
Aah!!!
You was just gonna take it, wasn't you? Hmm?
You thought I was play pimping, didn't you?
Yeah, okay, okay.
Could you just let me go? Say something.
Please. Huh?
Stop stuttering-d-d-d-d...
I was playing with you, dog.
I was playing, man, okay?
I'm a nice guy when you get to know me.
Shut up! What the hell you talking about?
I am a boy!
You are not in prison anymore, Damon!
That's not how we do it!
Ahh!!!
This is pinky, noogah! Look, I got to go peepee!
Uh, Damon, are you a music lover?
Yes. You are? Good.
Have you ever heard of the nutcracker?
Ahh!!! Shit!
Have you? Have you heard it!
Huh? Huh?
Yes. Yes.
♪ Crunching on your balls ♪
♪ In a one-horse open sleigh ♪
♪ What you wanna do? What you tryin' to do? ♪
Mom, what's the matter?
Where did your father go?
Oh, he just went downstairs to use the bathroom
over at miss pearly's... You know, the landlady?
Oh, miss pearly.
Hmm.
Excuse me.
Mom...
Oh, shit!
Hey!
Whoo!
There are laws against people with guts like mine.
That was a monster...
Why is it so dark in here, baby?
What are you about to do, pray or something?
Did your son tell you I said "hi"?
No.
Pertaining to what?
Your son Craig ain't paid his rent this month,
and I'm about to throw him out on his ass tomorrow.
So how much do you really love your boy?
Not enough to pay his fucking rent.
I have enough trouble paying my own damn rent.
I'm not talking about rent, Willie Jones.
Well, what you talking about, miss pearly?
I'm talking about these nuts!
Ow! Hey!
You're gonna give me some of this dick today!
I don't even know you, woman!
I heard they call you "sweet dick Willie."
Who, me? Yeah!
You heard that, huh? Yeah.
Yes, baby, I'm a bad mother.
Can I have some of it?
Let me go, woman! Hell, no!
Oh, no, you won't!
Oh, sweet dick Willie!
Willie, get your ass off of that heifer!
Betty!
Daddy, get your ass off that heifer!
Ow! Ahh!
Yeah, pimping! Oh! Oh!
That's right.
Hey, I want everybody back!
There's gonna be ball juice everywhere!
Everybody, get back!
Get back in the house!
Don't take anybody! Damn!
Y'all get the hell out of my house!
My dick wouldn't get hard!
Whup his ass, mama, whup his ass!
Miss pearly, you ain't right,
trying to give my daddy v.D.
I'm calling the police on y'all, fool!
Well, get that lined up, too, first, bitch!
Go to hell!
Player... player.
What's going on?
Ain't nothin', player,
thanks for inviting me to the party.
Donna, get the car.
Come on, player.
Hey, them my vise grips, man!
Yeah, that's his nuts, too.
You can have them both back!
Look, I'm just saying, man,
let him go now and there won't be no hard feelings.
No hard feelings?
Have you ever seen a rottweiler bite a chihuahua? No.
Me neither, but it ain't pretty, I'm sure of it.
Now, you hold on until I get in the car.
Dude, I'm not about to touch his nuts or them vise grips.
Oh, yes, you are.
No, I'm not.
Yes, you are!
Bullshit.
You invited me to this party, ain't that right?
That's right.
Hey, whatever y'all do, make it quick.
I think I'm gonna pass out.
No, no, no...
It's your party, your pliers, his nuts in your hand,
that's how it's going.
Donna, get the door.
I'll get the car door.
Give me a call when you get a chance.
Yeah.
I'll call you.
Hold on. Ahh!
Hey! What?
Can you hear me now? Yeah.
Get these pliers!
All right. You ready?
I'm ready. I'm ready.
You ready? I'm ready, player.
On the count of three...
The count of three.
Here we go, one... On your balls...
Two... Grab a handful...
Three! Go!
Hey!
Bitch, you can't leave me!
Hey, pimp in distress!
Bitch, I ain't... hold on!
How the fuck you gonna leave me?!
He gonna fuck the lining out of little prince.
Code 1132... pimp missing!
What?
You see that mother?
That... that... that's...
He the one broke in...
He the one broke in our apartment!
You see him?
Yeah, he just went through there on the side.
You ready?
I'm not going in there, man.
Stop being so scary.
All our stuff might be in there.
Why you always got to be a hero, man?
Go over there...
I bet something bite you in the ass.
I'm not going.
No, I don't want to get bit in the ass.
Ten more minutes before Christmas.
Ten more minutes.
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
Ahh, lord have mercy, I'm tired as a runaway slave.
Let's see what I got.
Don't nobody get me nothin' anyway.
Oh, snap.
Dada... I always wanted me a dada.
Hell, yeah.
Extra medium, extra medium?
Hell, got to have something for the skinny niggas.
Day-day, this could be our last chance.
Oh, man.
You keep your timid ass here,
I'm going to get my shit.
Yeah, I roll into the clubs just like this, baby.
Santa Claus up here, grabbing me some wallets,
cigarette lighters, some car keys.
Hold it right there, you crack baby!
Yeah, let's get his ass, Craig! Yeah, go!
Beat him, Craig!
...break in their house, hit them with trees!
Hold him, day-day!
Turn around!
Ho ho ho, motherfucker!
Move, day-day!
Damn!
Aah!
Ow!
Damn, Craig! Get his ass!
Shit!
Argh!
Mother!
Damn it, Craig, get up!
Top flight! Get his ass, day-day!
Go!
Damn!
Shit!
I caught you, didn't I?!
You dirty son of bitches!
You don't know who y'all fucking with!
I'm one of the coldest niggas in the city!
Get out of my collard Greens,
my mustard Greens, and my collard Greens!
I'd like to blowed another hole in one of y'all!
Dirty son of bitches!
Come on out of there!
Next time I'm gonna shoot you in the one that's winking,
not the one that stink!
Huh?!
Praise god.
Yo, dang, man, what's up with that?!
I got a calling, I'm here to deliver the word of god,
you know what I'm saying?
Please don't hurt me.
Beat that ass!
Get his ass, Craig!
Wait a minute!
Go, go, go! Move!
Get his ass!
Come on, come on!
Get out of my house!
Beat his ass!
Oh, shit!
I know you're in there!
Ahh!
Go, go, go!
Move, move, move!
Come on, you two-time haters. Where you at?
You know I ain't playin'!
Come on! Come on!
Respect my gangster!
Ahh!
Open the door!
Fuck, I'll kill y'all.
Take your broke ass home!
That boy can take a fall!
Y'all niggas don't know who you're fucking with!
I told you I ain't no freak!
I'll kill you!
Can't catch me, baby.
Prime time.
Ha ha ha!
Ahh!
Damn!
Ow! What the hell?!
Shit.
Goddamn it, c.W., what did you hit?!
Man, I think that was a dog, man.
I ain't playin' with you, noogah!
Didn't I tell you I was gonna fire your ass
if you hit something else?
Nope, I didn't hear that part, pinky.
After you hit that little retarded boy
with the fucked up walk.
You're costing me money, c.W.
He still breathing.
Get your ass back in the car!
Ohh, noogah!
All right, motherfucker, let's go.
Come on, noogah!
Get your ass in the car, come on!
You done hit Santa Claus!
That was pinky's limo.
Look, he hit Santa ass, come on!
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh, got your ass!
Turn over!
D.O.A.
Should I tell him or you? Let's both tell him.
You got knocked the fuck out!
Bitch!
Got his ass. Got his ass.
♪ Merry Christmas ♪
♪ Sega Genesis ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Street fighter ii ♪
Ha ha!
Yo, day-day. What's up?
I'm glad we got our rent money back, baby.
What are we gonna do with that fool?
I don't know, po-po's will get his dumb-ass sooner or later.
Ho ho ho, motherfucker, ha ha ha!
There you have it,
another Friday gone, another problem solved.
We just took our stuff back to the party
and left Santa Claus on the roof
for the police to get.
Far as I know, he's still up there talking shit.
Pimp down, pimp missing in action!
And money Mike,
you know, he's still getting chased by Damon
all through the hood.
There's a loud party upstairs that's keeping me up.
Could you please send a unit?
Miss pearly kept on hating on us.
We didn't even care, we kept on partying.
My uncle got drunk and eventually passed out.
Look at pops...
You know, he showed his ass till the po-po's came.
Open the door, let's do this!
Put down the b-b-barbecue.
But all they wanted was some more weed.
So we hooked them up,
and I even kept day-day's dumb-ass occupied.
And a German Shepherd!
Ooh! Ooh!
That's until my moms walked in on him.
And me, you know how a player do.
I convinced Donna to bring her fine ass
back to the party...
Got her in my room,
slid the dresser in front of the door,
and got myself a early Christmas present.
You know!
I'll beat-box your ass!