Hustle & Flow Page #4

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come on, come on. F***.

F***, man!

How come Lex gets to work

out of that strip club, and I can't?

Because we done been over this

ten times, Nola.

You got what they call

a bad equilibrium.

And it ain't your fault,

you just knock into sh*t.

I put you on that stage

in them heels,

tricks gonna be yelling, "Timber."

I'm in heels out here every day.

You don't see me fall down once...

Because you sitting, Nola.

Ain't that much of a fall to the floor.

Lookit, why don't you just let me do

the thinking for you, okay?

You do what you do,

and you let me do what I do.

One day, you'll have to tell me

about that.

About what?

What the f*** it is you do.

What did you just say to me?

Hi, honey.

Wanna see me walk in these heels

all the way to your lap?

I'll be right there.

Looks like he got air in his car, D.

Must be working hard as you.

F*** you doing, man?

Doing my job? I got a mop for you.

Elroy, I'm having me a day

that won't quit,

so I'll need you to shed

just a little light on me, okay?

You got something for me?

Yeah. I got a grocery list for you too.

I need a...

A brick of that Big Easy bud.

What the f*** is this, man?

Got your stank all over this.

I don't even like my own sweat, D.

What the f*** is this?

Okay. Let's do it this way, then.

Let's give it some

of my sweet juices on it...

...and tell me you ain't

gonna take that.

You better watch yourself, D.

Let me get you on your way.

You cool yet?

You still into that sh*t, man?

I remember Coach Rosallis

used to let you flow

over the intercom in gym class,

back when we used to beatbox

like the Fat Boys, remember that?

Dude, man,

we went to East Middle together.

Clyde. Called me Key.

- Nigga, what's up, man?

- How you feeling, man?

Yeah, you used to spin them

little records at the after-school joints.

Yeah, yeah. It's not like I was

scratching or nothing like that.

I just made sure "Purple Rain"

got played for the ladies, that's all.

- Let me get these batteries, man.

- "Purple Rain."

Hey, give over, man. He cool. He cool.

East Middle, man.

Them was the days, man.

- Yeah, man.

- Them was the days.

I see you still doing the same.

Oh, yeah, you know,

like the post office:

- Through rain, sleet or snow.

- You looking good, though, man.

So, what, you got you

a dildo or something?

A do-what?

I mean, what's all the batteries for?

It ain't for no dildo,

I'll tell you that right now.

- I'm just f***ing with you, man.

- Okay, okay.

They for my microphones, man.

- Microphones?

- Yeah.

So, what do you do?

I told Jesus

It would be all right

If he changed my name

I told Jesus

It would be all right

If he changed my name

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