- Five scrubs, six scrubs,
seven scrubs, eight. Hit Man never caught a body,
Kon never caught a case. I'll put you in your place. Yeah, I'm talking all of you How we the girls squad that
got more balls than you? Y'all are not stars. I'm single-handedly
damaging with philanthropy, Go on and tell 'em I got bars Pretty boy, sissy boy, got me all gushy. How y'all a boys squad but still so pussy? - This bitch really think
she the Little Mermaid But all she really did was
dipped her hair in Kool-Aid, Girl you bout as lame
as that boy Steve Urkel With a voice like this she should be on a cigarette commercial. - That's true, okay. I'm like a cigarette commercial. That's no lie, but when I do my thing,
yeah, you know I'm fly. And taking bitches like you,
you know that's too easy with a body like that, you
lookin' like young Jeezy. - Oh no, no, no, no, hold on. - You talking about my body,
I could go in on ass alone, Man, This hot Cheeto puff done
left her whole ass at home. - Okay. That was good too. - I don't see it. - I left my ass at home,
but I'm white, so truly, that's my excuse, but
girl, where's your booty? - Carlos, how you doing? - You look like old, dirty bastard, a little bit dirty and
less of a good rapper. They said you fly,
well, I don't wanna lie, you look like chlamydia personified. - Yeah. - How you like my music now? - Hold up, you better get the white girl 'cause she already dead, She got the red hair,
but what about the head? Is it fly, do you know? - I don't know. - Is she freaky? - I don't know. Is she a ho? - Maybe so. - One thing you will never (beep) know. - Cut that beat, what up, B? - Brrrrr-uh, brrrrr-uh, brrrr-uh - I'm trying to tell you. - Donkey (beep). - Aw hell no. - Check it, this ain't love and hip hop and don't you forget it, I love hip hop so much, Nick, I wish you would just quit it. Damn, Sin, why you started with me? I invited you to this show, damn, I should have booked Cardi B. - I got you boys, I got you boys. Listen, look, Sin, we
don't know you too well, the only Santana we respect is Juelz just see the Valentine
I'm gone rap this verse And I'm gone get rid of this
sin like a Catholic church. - Okay. You guys are scared because we are newer. Justina looks like me
if I fell in a sewer. Now, can I get Spanky up here? Let's get Spanky, old school, Yeah, he's so cute and
little, oh my God, Hi! How are you? Oh my gosh. - Whatever. Old school, right, and you got fired looking at your face, I
have never been drier. And man, I don't want to be crass Spanky, okay, you'll never spank this ass. (audience cheering) (bell dinging repeatedly) - Hit me, and then I used
Bobby as a (beep) kickstand Where the hits man? (beep, beep) Whatchu gone do when we hit
you with that (expletive) man? - Hold on, wait up, Girl I seen you when you first wake up. So you better be glad they
got makeup cause without it, you looked like E-Man and Brandon Jacobs. Nice body, I ain't gone lie, hi I'm Bobby But your face, you're
looking like Godfrey. - Hey Big Mac, uh huh, ladies I got us, Hey yo Mac, look, What I lack in the back,
yo I pack in the cat If I'm packing the (beep)
I'm gone run up on Mac Put it straight to his back, oh my, (beep) them black ski masks and hoodies on grab 'em right by the sack. What y'all gonna do then? Go and phone a friend? You'll probably be in my
DM's trying to bone again Cortez, E.T., you better phone home again Y'all acting like kids
so you're on Nickelodeon You're just illiterate idiots
lying about how big you get always (beep) with the internet put you out like a cigarette. And D-Ray, I know you're
not strong enough. I seen your (beep) last
night, you belong with us. (audience screaming) (bell dinging) - Hey yo, Candy. You my family. But what I need is understanding, we was just kicking it. Just having fun, Boo. So after I hit it, who you going run to? - You know I keep a sex toy handy. I'm the real deal, real Candy. Not like your man's be. So, get the real Candy. - That was advertisement,
get the Candy sex toy, get the Candy sex toy. - Listen, Candy is it Twix or it Mars? Why they call you Candy? You ain't got no bars. You know me, I'm always
killing on the scene. How you wrote No Scrubs with
all these scrubs on your team? (Ding) (audience cheering) - Christina, look, I'm
tired of this raggedy Ann and with that raspy ass voice,
bro, I swear you's a man. Yo, Ronald McDonald, I'm a really huge fan you play yourself and a
girl on the McDonald's bag. (buzzer buzzing) - Yo, you talking all that
game, like you really serious. If you a (beep) why
you scared of a period? You look plain, who am I speaking with? Like every SoundCloud rapper
I won't do a feature with. - Oooh! - Look, I'm like, gin,
you sounding like a hater I'll kill gin straight, I
don't even need a chaser. Face it, now you ain't nobody's favorite. Y'all give it up for Tim
Daly's ghetto replacement. - Whoooo! - Oh, let me get Mo, Mo! - Okay. - Mo, Hi. You know what Mo, I
don't want you to stop. You chipped your tooth
sucking your way to the top. Thank you! - Nick, I don't want to get you amped up. We should get him a chair. We know when he stands up. (buzzer) DC, I don't know what to say,
like that tattoo on your face I know you must hate life. Tim Daly ghetto, I don't want to do you, you know, I like pasta, I
don't want that Asian noodle. And Jess, everybody know I rap high, Your body built something like a matchbox. Chico, you look like an armadillo your head's so big you use
a mattress as a pillow. And Hit Man, I know you
got a lot of thotties But why they call you Hit Man
you don't have a single body. (ding) - Hold up, Hold on, goddang. - Listen, check this out,
you went for my whole team, That ain't right. Yo ass up here sounding
like a damn dirt bike. Yeehhhh yeehhhh voice having ass. - Okay, DC well don't leave yet. (buzzer) - Okay, DC don't get too close
you know I really hate germs And your body looked
like a big ass tapeworm. - Look at you. You stank Boo. - I'm like, DC I don't know
why they gave you a bell You in all red boy cause
I'll send you to hell. Matter fact, you need to just switch, you look like the dinosaur
from Lilo and Stitch. - Wait, wait, come here. I'm going to keep it real. You think you up here grown Till your little ass
start paying some bills. I'm talking light bill, gas,
that's gone kick yo ass. - All right, okay, let's do it. All y'all wack like your outfit. I been making money since six, I work for me, y'all work for Nick! (crowd screaming) - Yo, let me get Jerome. DJ direct, may you kindly
remove the instrumental please? Actually, there's a lot of
white people on this episode. - White and out, okay. For a white guy, you
think you're such a gem, but you're my least favorite
candy, small penis M&M. - Oooh, slow it down, small penis M&M. - I told you guys I was
cooking, we're cooking. - Hey Dixie, come here
you little ugly ass boy. - All right, I told you. - You ugly ass boy, okay, let's see. Well, DC, there's one
thing that I can't ignore your body is built just
like an extension cord. I mean, you always hyper,
you need to smoke a joint. Matter of fact, your body's
built like an exclamation point. - All right, I guess
that's white people jokes. - Okay, well listen guys,
calm down a little bit. He didn't really win yet. When he hit last night, I
had to ask, "Is it in yet?" - Wait a minute, wait a
minute, wait a minute. You cannot be talking about my (beep), I'd never (beep) a girl
who sounds like this. - Come here Mimi, Mimi,
I know with that jacket, you hotter than your grandma's house and your body is covered in more plastic than Grandma's couch. - Hold up, wait, conceited. Damn, you got some big ass shoulders. But that don't change the fact
that your body stay young, but your face getting older. (ding, ding) - All right sis. - Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I just wanted to say, this is my stage, don't step up on it. Looking like a piece of chicken
with some ketchup on it. - Christina, bring you here. Your nails, my nails. I'm like, damn, you might be bad, but I'll still take your man. - Okay, Christian. Okay, your nails are nicer than mine. Okay? Check it. Look, now your mom text me, she thought you wouldn't make it through how you named Christian but your mom don't have no faith in you? - Let me talk to Sharon
real quick, oh, you got me? Okay, listen, you know you soft, nothing like a felon, right? He cold, sorta like Vanilla Ice. You the best? Man, you must be kidding me. How you lose this battle
before you lose your virginity. - I want Peter Guns. - Pop a gat. - Can I cut the beat, can we? - Cut the beat! - Here we go, (beep). - Let's go. - You got two guns, you
still couldn't blast me Trashy, ashy, McNasty. When I eat cheese, I'm real gassy (beep). That shit get nasty. Can you smell it? - Uuhhhhhhhh. - Before you go away, okay. Look, your energy is great. It's really unrivaled. But every song you sing
need to come with subtitles. I mean, I'm glad that you came to play, but no one understands
what the (beep) you say. - How bout some, how bout
some girl on girl on girl? (crowd cheering) Yo, why don't you come over here, Justina, and battle with me cause I got a vagina. I'm not scared of you, you're scared of me. I got the balls to kick
you in your ovaries. - Wow, okay. Okay, Julia, Now I gotta eat ya. You got the swag of a biology teacher. With a face like that, you'll
never get a wedding ring, I heard of a butter face,
but you a butter everything. - Your voice is getting deeper,
but it really don't matter. Cause season after season,
your ass is getting flatter. (buzzer) - Okay, another flat ass joke? Watch how I smash those. I'd rather have a flat butt
than a loose ass(beep). - Woooo, Bars! - Hey yo, DJ Dereg. - Yo, what up? - Corta la Musica. - I don't know what that
means, but I think... - Cut the beat. - Yeah. - Conceited, right here, front
and center, let's get him. (audience cheering) I can't believe it, you're
shorter in life, Conceited. When you're standing up,
it looked like Kon Seated. Slow it down, I just missed you. - Okay. - Uh oh. - Damn right, okay, um, B Simone, you know you need to dial back Just Hilarious called, she
said she want her style back. You know me, I always fit the most tea, that (beep) look like a
slab of old roast beef. - Hold up, hold up. - Lunch meat! - See you talking all that (beep) like you really can't stand me. Somebody give her fat ass
a number to Dr. Miami. Girl, your rap's really got me bored. Matter of fact, Wendy, go get
me a four for four, bitch. - Ah, ah, ah, we gone go off top wildin'. Chloe and Hailie y'all got talent, So I'm gone just kick
this, you got the glow. But one thing before y'all
go, can y'all do me a favor and tell Beyonce to
come on this damn show. (audience laughing) Call Beyonce and tell her
we need her on this show! - All right, all right. All right, all right
drop the beat, hold up. - Guess this means I'm gone
get in trouble, all right. - Nick-knack paddy whack
Cannon with no balls, Once you lost Mariah,
you know you lost it all. First there went your talent,
along with your career. I know it must be hard for
you, but baby, wipe your tears. (audience cheering) - Bring the beat back, y'all so mean. - Hey, hey, I don't care who y'all is, them's fighting words. - All right, I got some
for my girls right here. I got some for my girls
right here, check it out. Look, okay, um, Y'all got signed to queen
bee, I wish you well, she looking for Beyonce,
y'all just Kelly and Michelle. - All right, all right,
all right, all right, hold up, hold up, hold up. - Oh look, the mouse has something to say. You just a clout chaser
who's waiting for payday. - Ooooh hoo hoo, oooh. - I'm gone just say this, um, - I'm a go over there
and find a place to sit. Y'all signed to Beyonce,
I'm just signed to Nick. - Hey that's a good thing! What's wrong with that? (audience laughing and clapping) - Come on Justina, you're not gone do these ladies like that. You up here rapping, that wasn't clean. You up here snapping. I want you mean, now listen. Let me tell you something. Now this might sting. You rap black, but these
are real black queens. - I'm gonna get my
girl's back right quick. Okay, Justina, look, look. Hey yo, Justina, I don't know
if you an actor or an actress. You can't get on no show, baby
girl, cause it's Blackish. - Coming for me, you
must have a death wish. I'm gone burn you worse than
every dude that you slept with. Why stop queen, you know that's true. I smell something fishy,
bitch, it must be you. - Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on... - Justina, I'm on the black
team, don't make me mad, for I make you my step daughter
and start (beep) your dad. (audience screaming) - Okay, Gary I got something for you. Hey yo, I wish I may and I wish I might have this wish that I wish tonight no matter where we hang,
no matter how we act, you and me Gary, are not black. - It's true, it's true. - I can relate, I get it. - You got me confused,
I'm down with the swirl. I would talk to you, but I
don't talk to white girls. (cheering and laughing) - I mean, you beat me, you
running a drunken race. The only thing his white girl can do to me is put me in a sunken place. - All right, you know what? You know what, you're not hip, man. - You got scared and quit, man. When we were hooking up, you
were too small to fit, man. (audience cheering) (dinging repeatedly) - DC, you annoying as hell. You put the L in TRL Royce, you look silly of course, your teeth so far apart,
it's like they got a divorce. Nick, you see I'm on an attack, like that thing around your
head, for your team it's a wrap. Toleo, you know that I'm cold, (rapping in Spanish). - Look, TRL, that's my (beep),
you got on a racing outfit Cause you like to ride this (beep). - Okay, okay. - (making chain saw sounds) - I feel like cutting the grass every time I hear your
voice, (chain saw noises) - Hey Justina, I'm the only one who ain't impressed with that rhyme cause you used to doing
seven (beep) at a time. (audience booing) - Okay, if that was true,
then I did your whole team, but I didn't do you. Okay, you're damn right Brooklyn. I like this vibe, okay, okay. Hit man, you get done worst. If there's a fight you probably run first. I play for the power team,
Julia you some cower cream. Funny Mike, you can't see me, You look too much just like DC. Orange Star, where you wear that? Kid N Play called, they
want their hair back. Jake, thug, let me set it up. You're the worst competitor. The only show you're good on
is How to Catch a Predator. - I ain't got time to
be going back and forth with you all night. You said you not like
Iggie, you goddam right. Hey man, I got real cake,
her (beep) is real fake. You want to play with me but
you just like a real snake that (beep) was real weak,
they all went to sleep. You hit me up last night talking bout how you trying to creep. You hit it from the
back and you liked that. Matter of fact, I ain't like that, he called me up, like Hit Man,
I'm gone hit you right back. I'm the illest bitch with the flow, Don't act like you don't know, Nick Cannon is my boss and the red team 'bout to
show this show what's up. - Hey hold on! - Chico, my bars so hard
you could say they titanium. The only thing bigger than
your ego is your cranium. - Okay. - Carlos, why you acting wild? Your teeth looked like you
brush them with a Black N Mild. Now Beano, you know I spit hard as (beep) You a bootleg Rhianna starter kit. Zoe, you get body by chic, Good thing you like (beep) you get the (beep) end of the stick. (audience cheering) - Justina. - So Dominicano you gone take it all, like Donald Trump, I'm gone
break through the walls. - Okay, that was cute, okay, um, You could break through the
walls, that's not important. If we don't impeach him,
you're getting deported. (audience cheering) - You sound like you smoke a pack a week. That shit's cancerous,
black squad, I want to know, yo, whose mans is this? When you got dressed, girl,
I should have told ya. You look like an advertisement
for Trashing Nova. - Okay, there's white people
and there's white people. There's a difference at least. 'Cause you look like the type that could be Donald Trump's niece. - Let me get Justina, man. Listen, you picked on
me all last season, yes. And you were saying (beep) for no reason. Now, last year you called
me a toothpick and girl, that stings but your voice sound like the little man from Lord of the Rings. I'm your master. - Okay, look you talk about my voice so now I gotta do ya. Well, why your head look
like a dirty shower loofah? DC, I'm gone cut to the chase, meet Funny Mike 'cause
you have been replaced. - Boy bring that ass here, (beep) you man. - Hey DC, I'm tired of hearing you ramble. Y'all looking at the face
that got TRL cancelled. - I got y'all. You talking 'bout TRL got canceled. Damn, (beep), you hit me on the low. Let's talk about when you
call me three months ago, talking 'bout some, "Please
can you get me on the show?" I was like, "You need help?" She was like, "Please,
immediately! They choking me." - Okay, here's the thing,
that ain't really true. - So let me hear your rhyme next. TRL called me. They wanted me to be a guest. They said you really good
and the fans know your face. DC, I'll keep it real, they
wanted me to take your place. (dinging repeatedly) (audience cheering) - Lauren, come here, please, uh huh, gotta show the world these. - I've been waiting, I've been waiting. - Gotta show the world
these, amazing jeans. Aahhhh! Now listen, this the new school and you know that we be flowing, with jeans like that I know that you steal out of every Wal-Mart that you go in. (audience laughing) - You make fun of my
pants, we all expect it, Bitch, yours make you
look like you're anorexic. (audience cheering) - She's ba-ack! - Okay, check it out one time, look, New School, you an ugly mess. I'm about to do my thing
with Douggie Fresh. Justina Valentine and
let's beat the heat rock, Douggie Fresh and he's
killing on the beatbox. Hold on, watch how I play it, you'll look like Destiny's
Child, If they never made it. And DC, you ain't got no game, you look like a booty (beep)
that won't go down the drain. B Money, bring your fine ass. Okay, look, Erica you
know I like you a lot, but we know that you came
up from being a (beep). Now you on the stage frontin'
like you really got talent That's the true definition
of a bow-wow challenge. - Whoooo, I thought y'all was friends! I thought y'all was friends. With friends like these,
who needs enemies? - Good thing I'm not a shady friend. Nick, bring your ass here. Matter of fact, stop the
beat, you already know. - Oh, her conceited! You had to stop hip hop
because your rhymes are trash. I'm back and loving hip hop
'cause my ass worth cash (beep). - Okay! - Get em Kon. Hey, hey Akon, Akon. You got a tattoo on your
neck, a tattoo on your back, a tattoo on your arm all scattered. You probably even got
a tattoo on your (beep) that says all sizes matter. - Hold on, hold on, hold on. A All sizes matter tattoo? Now I'm lighting you fast. The only person that should
have that tattoo is you, right on your ass. I mean a white girl on a black team. I know that's a sad thing. If your ass was a TV, it
would be a flat screen. - But it's good quality
flat screen the pixels... - And you... - Big Mac I know you're
scared of a gym pass, you so fat you're deep
frying your tic tacs. You're drinking gravy but you
need to switch it to Slim Fast you ain't got no bars, but
all you eating is Kit Kat. - Deep frying his tic tacs,
hope y'all heard that. - All right, all right. - Black team, I don't want to lose you, how we up here getting
killed by Timon and Pumba? - Hold on, come here, no, no, no hell no. You still like coming at people, but all your rapping is bad. He did call you Ariel,
but he forgot to say you have Sebastian the crabs. - Well Kon, that didn't really
hit as hard as you planned and you up here talking
like you are the man. If I'm Ariel, that might be true. But the whole crowd knows If I
got crabs I got 'em from you! - Respect us or get murdered. I don't know if I should kiss you or play checkers with your shirt. You got a nice shape in the waist, but besides D-reg and Nick, nobody wants your cake in they face. - Why are you acting like
you all really want a score? Don't act like your fat
ass wasn't just eating that cake off the floor. - Chill out, y'all some young ass bastards lemme say yo, this is a disaster. If this was Sunday
school, I'd be the pastor. Stop twerking in my church
little girl you so nasty. - Work it, let me go ahead and twerk it. And what you talking 'bout? And let me merk it. Work it, hit hit it, reverse it. Let me fall back 'cause
you know I can hurt it. - I can't do that. - Hey, with them shiny ass boots on, y'all tripping, you
heard of the city girls, well these the welfare women. Look, I got one more joke, then it's over. It look like y'all signed a
record deal with fashion over. Oh. - You know I'm Asian so
I love the duck sauce, but heard you like ranch. Cause you like your salad tossed. - Oh, wait a minute. - You'll be blown into my phone
sending me late night texts but I refuse to smash (beep)
cause I'd be wearing barrettes. - Will you smash me 'cause
I don't got no barrettes. (audience laughing and clapping) - Hey DC, come here. Hey if y'all didn't know,
this is Brooke Valentine, make some noise for her one time. I'm Justina Valentine, okay? - Okay. - It's Brooke and Justina,
y'all are just passengers. We come through with
Valentine's day massacre. DC, why you screaming thug life? You look like the main
character from A Bug's Life. - [DJ] Hahahaha...Ant. - Now look, cool. I'm gonna leave my respect This ain't got nothing to do
with you because you need to get your damn relationship in check. So listen, white girl. Why you coming to me? I'm gonna tell you right
now your ass is ugly from your head to your feet, here we go. - DC, the truth is, I
think that you a bitch. Atlanta, don't he look like
the alien from Lilo and Stitch? I'm up here, and one more thing, because of Nick I'm getting bread and you look just like a farmer because you only deal with chicken heads. Casita, you gone need some help, you up here looking
like the Keebler's elf. And DC, I walk out talking it. You look like the praying
mantis dipped in some chocolate. And Cynthia, why are you buzzing? How you housewife and you
can't even keep no husband? (audience cheering) - I don't like how you
talked about my team earlier. Let me see something you've got next? Y'all think they pretty
but they not, y'all, But I'm still trying to put a lotta ketchup and mustard on this hot dog. I'm like ketchup and mustard? Nah, I wouldn't yank it. How you gone fit all that in
that little pig in a blanket? Jason Lee come here
real quick, oh hold on. I'm going to show how to do ya, look y'all it's Timon and Pumba! Wait, hold on. You say you're always with Cardi B, but I know you're ass gay
cause you always on Cardi's D. - Yo, lemme talk the beef
some more real quick. - Go, get her, get her. Let me talk to her real quick. - Debbie's still single,
let's put it to the end, For a small fee, baby, I
could be your boyfriend. - Jiggy, you (buzz), no. - Fuck you! - All right hold on. - Jiggy said (beep) you. Jiggy you two uglies, not just one With a body like that,
you'll be nothing but my son. (cheering) - All right, say it with me. You're my boyfriend, the
(beep) don't even like you How you let him beat down your walls and they still don't wife you? (ding) - This is real personal. Y'all give it up for
this fake black China. When your man want fish,
he eat your vagina. - Damn! - DJ, can you cut the beat real quick? - Oh! Conceited ain't even here! - So Nick, I've been a fan of
this show for quite some time. Mostly because of this redheaded dime, who murders with these rhymes? I used to think that you were so fine until I turned on my TV
and I saw a Drum Line. I'm not done yet with you boy. - Damn. - That was fire. - But I really got to know what else you're known for lately. Because the only thing I know you for is making Mariah Carey's babies. Tell me something Nick,
does she even let you pitch? 'Cause from the Internet's point of view, you were just her little bitch. (ding) (audience cheering) - Hold on. - Come on Maddie. - Uh oh, actually, hey. Listen Maddie Mayonaise I
don't know why you are battling your ass is so flat, it makes Justina's look like Kim Kardashians. - I got, hold on, I got one thing to say. Sharone how come between us, I'm the one who's more feminine. When did they come out
with an unflavored M&M? - Hey, come on, okay. - But even if you're the
last person on earth, I still wouldn't tap that. This is what I'd look like with
the girl filter on Snapchat. (dinging repeatedly) (air horn honking) - I believe him. - Yo, Nick, you think you G unit. I know you lyin, well for 50 cent, my shooters get Nick or die trying. And you need to stop
this cause you look like a sexy flight attendant has
spent a day on a cockpit. - Oh my God. - Yo what up, yo what up,
step back (beep) bitch I woulda brrraaat ju-ju
brrrat brrrat brrrat, got him. - Get outta here! - Oh let me talk to Hit Man. - You wanna go, come on, go go go! - Oh Hit Man, oh my gosh, your mustache looks like a line of ants, but I bet it's bigger than
the line in your pants. Hey! Okay! Yo, your smile is whack. Your teeth are so fake and white. They make me look black, hey! - What is going on? These white people are whooping our ass! What kinda reverse
Jordan Peele is going on? - You said my teeth so white
it make you look black, well yo ass so flat it
make Justina's look fat. - Yo David, come here. Yo, listen, - White people whooping our ass. I could tell that you seem mad, you look like you only
three days out of rehab, and DC, no I'm not hating
but your shorts so tight It's like you're balls suffocating. And V, I hit you with
the one, two to call you. Call you Pretty V cause that
V is pretty run through. And Schuler got his shirt off 'cause he don't have abs, why you dressed for the beach
when you already have crabs? (repeated dinging) (audience cheering) - Hold up, white people, (beep). - We gone wild it now, so I
guess that's why you wildin'. that's why Gucci gone
drop you from the label before he drops your album. - Okay, he gone drop me? Okay, I'm a young ass
bitch and I'm only 22, I just signed for a million, what about you? - Hold on, all right, okay. You signed for a million? Way to go, too bad I made
that (beep) like 10 years ago. - Wait up, why you so angry? That's no way to talk to a lady. Oh, somebody need to birth this baby. - More short jokes,
boy you better stop it. When you get home, you gone
take your shoulders off and hang them in the closet. - China, real quick, baby. Yo, yo, yo, hey yo China, you
ain't beat for this battling. You want to bag the
least famous Kardashian. With all that plastic, who's gone smash? Your body recyclable but
your career is trash. - But you ain't got no ass. (audience cheering) - Let me get Clips, yeah, I
got it, I got it, I got it. - Okay, right, here we go. Clips, you're walking
round like you're the best looking like DJ Khalid
without the success. Okay, hold on, ready? Khalid claims he doesn't
go down on ladies, but I bet you'd eat me if
I was covered in gravy. (audience cheering) 'Cause he's fat. (laughing) - Hold on, hold on, white girl. you better look out and tell your mother to stop calling the cops on our cookout. - Ohhhh. Understand that the hate is valid. And why the hell do you get people put little raisins in potato salad? - Okay, all right, let me
get one more for Clips. One more for Clips. If you walk 10 steps I don't
think you could go further Martin Luther King Jr. bacon cheeseburger. - You stepping up to
me, no don't even bother you haven't been popping in these streets since I was a toddler. - Awe, awe. That's very mean. - Come here Amber, since you want to be on the show, let me show you what I do. I'm with the red team, shorty and this ain't your thing, shorty. You're wilding out girl and it saddens. Cause the whole damn show, you
show you ain't got no talent. - Come on, Amber. - Yeah, DC, I know you a
star, but you only 15 pounds I got to walk you to the the car. - No, stay right there
DC, with your ugly ass. The whole squad. - Don't want to do this. Look y'all got on red and
green looking like Christmas, that's a fact, but those
little (beep) presents, we will never unwrap. And DC, you know I'm not your friend. You got on camoflauge 'cause with roaches you always gone blend in. (audience cheering) - All right. All right. All right, listen. I hear you talking and
you're talking that stuff, but you shouldn't have
worn a see through dress 'Cause bitch I see your gut. - All right red squad, yo, yo, look, I got the harmony so I'm
gone need all the room. If y'all sing you're gonna
need a lot of auto tune. One scrub, two scrub, three scrub, four. You looking like a janitor
that's mopping up the floor. Five scrub, six scrub, seven scrub, eight. Hitman never caught a body,
Kon never caught a case. I put you in your place,
yeah I'm talking all of you, How we the girls squad
got more balls than you? Y'all are not stars. I single handedly damage
you with philanthropy run and tell them I got bars. Pretty boy, sissy boy, tummy all gushy, how y'all a boys squad but still so pussy? - Me, I mean her (beep) is different, the way she play with my (beep)
I thought Spaghetti did it. - Smash your face and say Freddy did it. - San Twan, baby, uh, San Twan, you an overachiever. You tried out for the football
team as wide receiver. Then you change your profession,
give me an a, give me a B, since you're a cheerleader we
know everybody gave you the D. Where Rolez at? I need my chef in the front. Yo, hey yo Rolez I'm to step to you on the
scene, since you a chef, I'm gone have to cook the whole team. Black squad, guarantee
you gone need some help, big Mac that will eat the whole
menu plus the menu itself. And Jason Lee, we all know that you sweet. You stay away from fish,
but you be choking on me. I'm gone stay in the kitchen
'cause they needed me there I've read Michael's likes
(beep) cooked medium rare. Look, hey yo Bobby, you gotta be bothered
with the face of a father and the body of a toddler. You probably need your mama Cause you a little chump. This what your baby look like when you just get a little pump. - All right. All right, all right. You got me good with
the body of a toddler, but let's be real, you the one that got the face of a father. - My make up's not good? - Not at all, baby, you look like It. - That was cute but your
rhymes are never too tight career's like your body,
it'll never reach new heights. I bet not a single person here follows you pre (beep) baby, your mom
should've swallowed you. Look Shuler you are not no prize. It looked like you bout to
leap with them bullfrog eyes. And Jay got a man, it must be pretend. You got a Biz Marquee
face so you just a friend. - Oooh damn, hold on, hold on, y'all. Y'all listen, wait a minute. Justina, I would dis you, but you probably wouldn't understand me unless I changed my voice like
yours and sound more manly. - Okay, Okay, all right. You talk about my voice,
want to cook me with this? I'd rather sound like a
man than look like a bitch. - Oooooh. Hey yo, DJ Dereg, cut the beat. Hey yo Bobby, I bet you
use a shoe box as a bed. You're so short you
gotta stand on your toes just to give a (beep). And Mimi, you trifling. You got so much plastic in your ass I could bring you to
the curb for recycling. And DC, I bet you're
rocking some long johns You're so thin you could be
the thong in the thong song. ♪ Wild style, wild style. ♪ - Hey Justina, they want
me to come at you brutally. Let's flip the script and
kill 'em off with unity. - Yo Lee Cool, damn this gone be a eulogy, battery up in my back
'cause now you fueling me. - Battery up in her
back, I got her gassed up - Gassed up, I'm gone leave
all these (beep) assed up. - Assed up, I got my beat
tucked and my strap tucked, - Strapped up I'm gone tell
the team they need to back up. We on the scene. - We looking mean. - Silly, clean. - You know I'm bad like Mike. - I call it Billie Jean. - Come together. We go in the chatter,
I'm rolling with my sis, I said trans lives matter. - Hey Jessie you know
that we stuck like glue. And even after this, you
still gone be my boo. I got one thing to say, okay, maybe two, you ain't never in your
life made a (beep) say woo. DJ Dereg, bet turn that music la. That means cut the beat. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Hey yo Amber, how
could you come from me? You know rapping ain't my ministry. Me never making it on screen. Hitman, holla at me one time. - Bring the beat back! - Okay, yo yo, revolution,
we making a movie. Y'all got no juice, but
y'all definitely fruity. Y'all a mess. Bulletproof vest just so San Twan could (beep) on your chest.
