Dead Presidents Page #4

got this strange look on their face.

- It's my life.

- Yeah.

It's your life.

Looks like to me

you're tryin' to ruin it, baby.

You're an idiot.

You know that?

Dad, I don't wanna go to college.

I'm just not ready for no college.

You always said the marines and fightin'

over in Korea made a man out of you.

I figure I be, you know,

livin' my own life.

I'll talk to your mama.

When your baby and you are tight

and everything is right

- And you is mellow

- Give me that.

There you go.

Now, drink some wine.

You keep everything all right

And you know that

you're the only fellow

Ain't that a groove

Ain't that a groove

Ain't that a groove

Told your little ass

you couldn't drink with me.

- Ain't that a groove

- Hey, James. Want some of this?

- Now, lookee here, fella

- Yeah! Whoo!

Girls like to be in the mood

whenever they think their man is yellow

- Whoo! Yeah!

- Hit me, baby

Say, Skeeter, I still can't

believe you graduated, man.

- Man, shut up.

- Glad we out of school, man.

I'm sick of these

stupid-ass brothers.

I'm about to get

my pimp thing on started.

You know, I got so many ho's now, man,

I gotta get an assistant pimp...

just to keep in track of 'em,

you know, make sure they on

the right streets and sh*t.

Say, Skippy, why... why you always

talkin' about this pimp stuff, man?

What's happenin'?

'Cause it's real, man. I'm a pimp.

Pimpin' run in my family.

My great-great granddaddy was a slave,

and he was a pimp.

He used to have his ho's

pick his cotton in the field.

He didn't have to do sh*t.

You better be careful, man. You're

gonna catch something, Skip. Watch.

That's all right, motherf***er.

I was born by the p*ssy,

I'll die by the p*ssy.

Don't worry about

what the f*** I do.

Hey, Skip, do you

believe in superstition?

Hell, no.

Well, you should, man.

Your stupid ass jinxed me.

- What the f*** you talkin' about?

- Uncle Sam, man.

Dropped a motherfuckin' 1-A on me.

I told you, didn't I?

Didn't I tell you?

- Say, when did that happen?

- Last week, Anthony, man.

Yeah, right, motherf***er.

Pass the joint.

- Anthony, man.

- What?

You know that, um,

that me and Marisol, we tight, man.

Yeah, man, y'all are...

Y'all pretty down.

- You would say I love her?

- I don't know.

I could say that you love her.

- I'm thinkin' about marrying her, man.

- Oh, wait a minute.

- Hey, don't do that sh*t.

- Hey, man, you might be goin'

a little too fast now.

Hey, I love her, man, and did you see

how she looks today at that party, man?

- She looks good enough to marry.

- I'm glad to hear you want me.

What you over here

talkin' about, Anthony?

- Why you standin' over here?

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