What kind of business?

Because you're Don Lemon as having my work.

I need your help for a case.

You come in here with your skin as James, your button downplayed gap shirt.

Any *** with two eyes on a dick could read you a mile away.

Please don't use the n word.

What?

Boom.

But John chapter, ignore him.

He thinks he's a black James Bond.

That motherfucker was really think he was me.

My father.

He's like a legend.

Eyes it.

Every time I'm around you, it's a fucking gun fight.

You're trying to act like a little gunfight.

Don't still turn you on.

He's trying to get me back.

Motherfucker.

I don't want you back.

And I'm happy.

I would be the happiest pitch you think?

Just could you walk around smelling good because you got a big fucking shit?

The man with a plan?

That's what I'm talking about.

Not that music coming through, pop son look like shit because, you know, 20 years older than my grass E need you watch my back, E?

Nope.

Nope.

That's, um, simple bit shit.

Okay.

We're gonna be Oh, what the fuck are you wearing?

You sure you like?

Yes, I like.

I like pussy.

Yeah, the way you say pussy.

Don't sound like you Like you describe what a pussy looks like.

Look, you know what?

My shop coming through the oh, have you and me no puppy.

Remember fucking a black guy dressed like Morpheus from Matrix?

What was that for?

Sick of these large Fishburne comparisons.

It's just getting old.

Shut your mouth.

Rated R only in theaters June 14th.