(audience cheering)
- Conceited, I'm confused. I wanna slap you, but I don't wanna go jail for child abuse. (audience laughing)
- Ooh! (upbeat music) ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ (audience applause)
- Shut up, everybody. Turn that music off. (record scratches and audience oohing) Listen, come here, skinny bastard. (audience laughing) Look at this skinny (beep). (audience laughing) You like a healthy crack head. (audience laughing) Big ass lips. I bet you could whisper in your own ears. (Michael whispering and audience cheering) - Okay, okay, okay.
- I'm not finished with you. (bell dinging)
- Okay, kiss my ass. Look at this (beep). He look like a Rick Ross starter kit. (audience laughing) (bell dinging)
- Wait a minute. Wait a minute!
- Come here, DC-- - I'll bet you be in the village with a sharp-ass spear. You be behind bushes like, "I'm about to make that lion" - [Both] "Bring that ass here." (audience laughing)
- Shut up. (bell dinging)
Shut up. Don't laugh at them! You're not my type of
woman, you're too skinny. Me and you together would start a fire. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) ♪ Wild Out ♪ (audience cheering)
- Wildaroo! (audience laughing) - You fat bitch. (audience laughing) You are eight months pregnant. (audience laughing) - If you don't get your got
damned last citizen of Wakanda so the Black Panther
has been stripped away! (audience cheering) - Every time you walk, your
legs talk to each other. They say, "Let me pass, I'll let you by. "You let me pass, I'll let you by. "It's your turn, it's my
turn, it's not your turn, "wait a minute, (beep) you, (beep)." Kiss my ass! (audience laughing) - You, you, out!
- Got damned! (audience cheering) ♪ Wild Out ♪ - Do "The Mothasucka". (bouncy hip hop music) ♪ Eat that ass up ♪ - That's what it look like. ♪ Eat that ass up ♪ ♪ Let's go ♪ ♪ Eat that ass up ♪ ♪ Wild Out ♪ - I seen all your
movies, you's a bad actor but your hairline's so far
back, it's still in Africa. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Try again, mothasucka. (audience laughing) Kill the music, please, DJ. - Please, let's do this.
- I don't need, I don't need beats in my video. I don't want you. - No, no, I'm up here.
- You're a Z-list actor, get out of here, please.
(audience laughing) - What you got?
- Who do I want, Stevie J, come here, my brother. Come here. - I got you. (audience laughing) - I had to Google you to see what you do. (audience laughing)
It said you was a hit maker, but this mothasucka ain't
make a hit since '92. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) Stevie J! - I got you, (beep) you mean. Excuse me.
- Giant lips. - This is my lost cousin, listen. (audience laughing) I have a secret. We went to a restaurant and I ordered my chicken fried. He ordered his chicken alive. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) "I want to kill it myself, mothasucka!" (audience laughing) ♪ Wild Out ♪ (audience cheering)
- Ladies and gentlemen, I'm the king of Zamunda. I'd like to welcome my son, Michael Black's son. (audience laughing) He's the prince. Today is his birthday. Strippers, DJ, drop some hot
beat by OG Parker right now, let's go.
(audience cheering) (bouncy hip hop music)
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Twerk it for the prince ♪ ♪ Twerk, twerk it for
the prince, turn up ♪ ♪ Twerk it for the prince ♪ ♪ Twerk, twerk it for the prince, hey ♪ ♪ Twerk it for the prince ♪ ♪ Twerk, twerk it for the prince ♪ ♪ Why sis ♪ ♪ He about to be king ♪ ♪ I'm twerkin' for the prince ♪ ♪ Yeah, I'm workin' for the prince ♪ ♪ Even braids, yeah, even iron
shirts up for the prince ♪ ♪ I'm twerkin' for the prince ♪ ♪ Yeah, we pull up in the Caddy ♪ ♪ But the prince real ugly ♪ ♪ He look like his damn daddy, yo ♪ ♪ I'm the prince and I'm
doing my thing, hey ♪ ♪ All these girls twerkin',
I can't wait to be king ♪ ♪ Yeah, twerk it for the prince ♪ ♪ Twerk, twerk it for the prince ♪ - Stop twerkin' for the prince, stop it. (record scratches) I just got a text for the village, this ugly (beep) not my son. (audience laughing) Stop twerkin', twerk for me. Let's go, lady, put the beat back on. Twerk for me.
♪ For the king ♪ ♪ Twerk, twerk it for the king ♪ ♪ Twerk it for the king ♪ ♪ Twerk, twerk it for the king ♪ ♪ Twerk it for the king ♪ ♪ Twerk, twerk it for the king ♪ - Get out of here. ♪ Why, sis ♪ ♪ 'Cause he really the king ♪ (bell dinging)
♪ Work it ♪ ♪ Wild out ♪ (audience cheering) - I love a woman with a fat ass. (audience laughing) Every time we make love, all you hear is blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. (bell dinging) (audience cheering) ♪ Wild out ♪ - Conceited, you've been
on this show for 20 years (audience laughing) aren't you bored?
(audience laughing) Nick Cannon, give him a Wild
'N Out achievement award. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Let me see that gap in your mouth. Smile. - No.
- Yes. (audience laughing)
- No. - When you do, I know you hating it. Those teeth are so far apart they're in a long distance relationship. (audience laughing) - Hold up, I'm not finished with you. (bell dinging)
Hold up, mothasucka. Come here. Come here. And you, come here. (audience laughing) Come here, punk bitch. (audience laughing) Look at these bootleg amigos. (audience laughing) You ain't Cuervo, you Jose. (audience laughing) You ain't upset, you off-white. (audience laughing) You ain't take off, you run away. (audience laughing and bell dinging) ♪ Wild out ♪ - Your topic is African culture. (upbeat hip hop music) ♪ Shooting my animal ♪ ♪ Shooting my animal ♪ ♪ Shooting my animal ♪ ♪ Now, you wild out ♪ ♪ Wakanda forever ♪ ♪ Wakanda forever ♪ ♪ Wakanda forever ♪ ♪ Now, you wild out ♪ ♪ I'm wearing a gator ♪ ♪ I'm wearing a gator ♪ ♪ I'm wearing a gator ♪ ♪ Now, you wild out ♪ (spitting) (audience laughing) ♪ Now you wild out ♪ (upbeat hip hop music
and audience laughing) (bell dinging) ♪ Wild out ♪ - Michael Blackson, you so dark it look like somebody
threw some fire at ya. Your hair so nappy, I
know when you comb it, it sound like firecrackers. (audience laughing) (bell dinging)
- Shut up. Everybody, shut up. (audience laughing) Look at this short (beep) (audience laughing) You are shorter than my scene
in the movie next Friday. (audience laughing and bell dinging) Come here, mothasucka. - I'm on your ass. - You're like a thug and a nerd. (audience laughing) You gonna rob me or
email me, mother (beep) (audience laughing) (bell dinging) Look at this (beep) He look like futures past. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) ♪ Wild out ♪ - Do the World Cup goal celebration (upbeat hip hop music) (audience cheering) (bell dinging) ♪ Wild out ♪ - Hit Man Holler, you are my peeps, but how you are a gangsta rapper with a mouth full of baby teeth? (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Hold up, Michael Blackson, let me make one thing clear, you so black, at night, when you blink you disappear. (audience laughing) (bell dinging)
- Hold up, mothasucka. - Let's go.
(audience laughing) - D.C., you know Nick has
to sleep with every girl to get 'em on the show, right? - What? - Are you sure you wanna make
that Wild Out girl your wife? (audience oohing) - Let me tell you something. I don't give a damn, 'cause I ain't no wimp. I told her, "You still
gotta work for Nick, (beep), "'cause I'm a pimp." (audience laughing and bell dinging) ♪ Wild out ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪ Wild star ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪ Wild star ♪ ♪ Beauty, you a beast ♪ ♪ But your girl (beep) ♪ ♪ Wild dog ♪ ♪ You play soccer with bare feet ♪ ♪ The girl look like my (beep) ♪ (audience cheering) (buzzer ringing) (audience cheering) ♪ Wild star ♪ ♪ Wild out ♪ - I'm gonna start with this brother looking like Drake with a concussion. Come here.
(audience laughing) (bell dinging) Come here, looking like an
unsuccessful Joe Buttons. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) Come here, hurry up and buy. (bell dinging) (audience laughing) Fat brother, come here. (audience laughing) This guy have stomach and titties. Happy Father's Day and
Mother's Day, mothasucka. (bell dinging) (audience cheering) ♪ Wild out ♪ ♪ Whatever you do ♪ ♪ Come on, y'all ♪ ♪ Just don't step on my shoe ♪ ♪ Don't step on my shoe ♪ ♪ Please, don't step on my ♪ ♪ 'Cause my kicks are fly ♪ ♪ Please, don't step on my ♪ ♪ 'Cause these kicks are fly ♪ ♪ Yo, look ♪ ♪ You wanna know what's important ♪ ♪ To a black man ♪ ♪ Never step on his Jordans ♪ ♪ No, steppin' on my Jordans is a no-no ♪ ♪ Especially when I got
on white shell toes ♪ ♪ And you know Michael
Blackson can't lose ♪ ♪ 'Cause when you look on his feet ♪ ♪ He got on skin shoes ♪ ♪ He's got skin ♪ ♪ What are those ♪ ♪ I don't know what those are ♪ ♪ What are those are ♪ ♪ I don't know what those are, yeah ♪ ♪ I don't know what those are, yeah ♪ ♪ I don't know what those are, yeah ♪ ♪ Please, don't step ♪ ♪ Ooh ooh ♪ (bell dinging)
- Hey. (audience cheering) ♪ Wild out ♪ - Bud, are you ready? D.C.
- You bitch-ass (beep). (audience laughing) - What a oop. - You are built like
a 12 year old lesbian. (audience laughing) - Boy, if you don't get
your goddam (blowing) the food's ready (mumbling) (audience laughing) - You have tattoos of all the (beep) you owe money to. - What?
(audience laughing) You don't get your back up, Thriller dancing-looking ass, and guess what. You don't even need makeup, stupid-ass boy. (audience laughing) - D.C. stands for (beep) chaser. (audience laughing) - Guess what.
- What? - In your car, I bet you ain't got this
part hiding the floor. Ya-ba-da-ba-doo feet (mumbling) (beep) (audience laughing) - Kiss my ass, mothasucka. - You, out. (audience cheering) - Goddam. ♪ Wild out ♪ - You are shorter than
a (beep) with no legs. (audience laughing) This (beep) has his face and his feet on his license. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Yo, Nick. Why would you bring
somebody this black my way? I mean, this (beep) so dark he probably only shop on Black Friday. (bell dinging) (audience laughing) - Look at this (beep). Somebody poured bleach on Rick Ross. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Someone send me 35 cents so
we could feed him for the day. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) ♪ Wild out ♪ (audience cheering) - There is a colonizer. Doo! (bell dinging) (audience applauding) ♪ Wild out ♪ Jock itch, please, come here. - Jock itch. (laughing) - You have 11 kids. Either your pull out game is weak or you need some love, but by the way your
grandma face is set up, I think you just need some hug. (audience laughing) - Hey, back up. Back up. Excuse me. Excuse me. Hey, Michael Blackson. Nothing you just said was funny at all. You're standing up here looking like a dark chocolate disco ball. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) Yeah! - [Michael] I want your leader! - I'm here. - Nick Cannon, you think you're slick, coming out with Wild 'N Out. You need to have Rod Boston and Short so they can help you
finally put an album out. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) (audience laughing)
- Hold on. Hold on. Michael Blackson. You really shouldn't say another word. If you created Facebook, your name would be Dark Zuckerberg. (audience laughing) This kid sucks.
(bell dinging) When are you gonna give up? Your hair so nappy it look
like a bunch of black panthers with they fist up. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Since you're dressed like a disco ball, I'm about to get my dance on. How dare you come on live TV without any pants on? (audience laughing) (bell dinging)
- Shut up. Don't laugh at his (beep) - Yeah.
- I want Karlous Miller. Come here, please. (audience cheering) You've been on this show for 18 seasons. Nick Cannon is still
rich and you are broke. (audience laughing) This (beep) is keeping all your money. My brother, stay woke. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) (audience applauding)
- Yes! (buzzer wailing) ♪ Wild out ♪ - I got this. (laughing) I got this. (audience applauding) (chill music) Turn this music off. (audience laughing) I don't have to say a word. (audience laughing) Just look at me. (audience laughing) - Silence of the Lambs? (audience laughing) When Darkness Falls? (audience laughing) (buzzer ringing) (audience laughing) ♪ Wild out ♪ - Little (beep), come here. (audience laughing) You think you have balls, but not all of that. I would battle you face to face, but you only reach up to my (beep) sack. (audience laughing) - Michael Blackson, everything
you said, that's tragic. You so dark, if you was a magician it would only be black magic. (audience laughing) ♪ Wild out ♪ ♪ Yo, bah bah black sheep ♪ ♪ Hey, in a black Jeep ♪ ♪ With a black sheep ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ He back, mothasucka ♪ ♪ He's so black ♪ ♪ We black, mothasucka ♪ ♪ We so black ♪ ♪ Hold up, hold up, hold up ♪ ♪ Look, I'm so black ♪ ♪ You gotta talk to me at the right time ♪ ♪ So black that if I wear black ♪ ♪ I'll look naked at nighttime ♪ ♪ I'm black ♪ ♪ Hey, my skin got me on a hurt mission ♪ ♪ I'm not food ♪ ♪ But if I was food ♪ ♪ I'm so black I'd be jerk chicken ♪ ♪ He black ♪
♪ Hey ♪ ♪ I gotta say I'm black like every time ♪ ♪ If my skin had a clock on it ♪ ♪ It would be 11:59 ♪ ♪ You black ♪
♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Hey, ain't nobody doing better ♪ ♪ I'm black ♪ ♪ My skin looking like
the newest leather ♪ ♪ Bah bah black sheep ♪ ♪ Hey, in a black Jeep ♪ ♪ With a black sheep ♪ ♪ Hey, we black, mothasucka ♪ ♪ We so black ♪ ♪ We black, mothasucka ♪ ♪ We so black ♪ ♪ We black, mothasucka ♪ ♪ We so black ♪ ♪ We black, mothasucka ♪ (bell dinging and audience cheering) ♪ Wild out ♪ - Turn that (beep) off. (audience laughing) In my village, we rap in a cappella. (audience laughing) Where's our rag bone (beep) Nick Cannon? - Uh oh.
- Right here. (audience laughing) - They say once you go
black, you never go back. When it come to Mariah, you making us look like a bunch of liars! (audience laughing) You little (beep) (bell dinging) Kiss my ass, your whole team. Look at this dirty (beep) (audience laughing) This (beep) took a bath and lost weight. (audience laughing) - Hold up. (bell dinging)
Hold up. - Come here.
- Hold up. - Get out the way. Look, Rush Hour eight. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) (audience laughing) - Wait a minute. (audience applauding) - Bring this little (beep). This (beep) is shorter
than Amber Rose ponytail. - Oh!
(audience laughing) (bell dinging) - He is a killer for the village. - Hold up, Michael Blackson. You the same color as Coca Cola. Man, everybody take two steps back. I believe this (beep) got Ebola. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Kiss my ass.
(record scratching) Turn that off. (audience laughing) This (beep) has no bank account. This is how he transfer
money from his savings to his checking. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) (speech muffled by crowd cheering) - Out of one pocket and
into the other, mothasucka. Out of one pocket and into
the other, mothasucka. (upbeat music)
