You been holding that cup so long?
Man, you babysitting.
Your hand's shaped like cups.
Ha -ha.
Oh.
There they go.
All right.
Hey.
Hey, hey.
Oh, that's J -Row right there.
Oh, he a J -Row.
What's up?
Eastwood.
He a Tad, the Dad.
Oh, that's Snoop.
Oh, man.
What's up, King D?
Hey, what's up, man?
What's up, man?
I walked in.
Hey, what's up, man?
Hey, what's cracking?
Yeah, what's happening?
Oh, what's up, homie?
And then I walked in to Alcoholic Function, the homie King Function.
J -Row, what's wrong with you, King?
Come on, what's wrong with you, King?
You're drinking too much for him.
Too much gin and Jim Beam.
You can't drink with my team.
You out of control.
Pouring light, dark, and beer down your throat hole.
Trying to hang with grown folks.
Go home, Lee.
He tripping.
That's your man.
You should pick him up.
You way too nicked up.
Fat, leave him there.
Come kick it with us.
I just can't leave him there.
I drove.
Let him take the bus.
Y 'all can't drink with us.
Y 'all can't drink with us.
I came in the door.
I said it twice.
I'm drinking with your boy.
Never met him in my life.
I know three things, four things, five things, six.
I know one thing.
You can't drink with the licks.
Y 'all can't drink with us.
Come try it.
Come try it.
Come try it.
Can I link?
Can I get a rack top?
Say word.
I screw up.
I tend to bring us doubles.
Here are your bubbles.
Me and the licks got a relationship.
One more down to the rim.
I ain't give a work a boy from the gym.
I don't know about him.
He can hardly stand.
Bumping into this young ass.
I don't know y 'all.
Who this MC came with?
Who this MC came with?
Lane.
Yeah.
Now, Pete on the side.
Unbelievable.
You got the broads laughing at you.
You don't realize.
Y 'all can't drink with us.
Y 'all can't drink with us.
Is that your girl?
Hey, clean that up.
Lightweight.
Little drunk.
Yeah.
