Players Club

Tricks:
Y'all ain't sh*t. Your mama's ain't sh*t and your babies ain't gonna be sh*t. F*** you with a... a sick dick.

Diamond:
It's b*tches like you who make it harder for women like me.

Diamond:
Make the money, don't let it make you.

Blue:
I just don't understand exactly why you're charging me twenty percent interest on the money that you loaned me, when you already taking thirty percent out of my check.

Dollar Bill:
Welcome to the strippin' game, partner. Blue, you ain't nothin'. All you do is spin records, that's all you do. Who'd you think you is, DJ Quick? Kid Kapri? Oh, then you must be Jimmie Walker. Blue you ain't nut-zin! You don't deserve nut-zin, you don't get nut-zin. You get what I give you. I got a contract betwinx me and you that say you do what I tell you to do. Therefore, shut the f***, don't say nothin to me, don't even look at me. Tell you what, you better get on up outta my office and outta my face, before you get swole.

Blue:
Hey, Bill, I...

Dollar Bill:
Hay for horses, hay for horses...

Blue:
I didn't try to come up here and cheat you out of...

Dollar Bill:
Blue, let me tell you somethin'. Blue, if I raise up, gonna be trouble... trouble, so go walk it off.

Dollar Bill:
Blue, if have to raise out this chair gon' be trouble, trouble!

Blue:
Dollar, I ain't tryin' to...

Dollar Bill:
Now git out my face, before you git swole!

Blue:
Comin' to the stage now is a woman who's been in the game since Kunta Kente was big ballin' and shot callin'. They say tricks are for kids and she got four of them mother f***ers! Let's give it up for 'Trix'!

Dollar Bill:
Who tha f*** you think you talkin' to like that? You can't just come in here like that! You ain't got no warrant! You got nothin! Ya ugly mothaf***a, you know good and well Freeman, you wrong man. All the p*ssy I done hooked yo ass up with! You better wear your bullet proof vest all day, all mothaf***in' day. you, too, ya fat mothaf***a! Let me see ya again! Magilla gorilla, magilla gorilla, god dammit! F***! F***! F***!

Ronnie:
No balls here, b*tch.

Diamond:
Could've fooled me!

Dollar Bill:
Stripping business started in Africa. Long time ago, long long time ago, white man went to Africa. And he saw all these bootiful black women, walking around, dancing, working, living, in the nude. Bucked Nakeds! You could see their public hairs. This white man went from village to village to seek out these bootiful black women, watching them perform, in the nude. TITTIES! Asses. Free. White man got an idea. He figure he go back to Europe and start the same type of business, taking away from our black women, trying to get them white bithches to dance the same identical way, huh? But to no avail. Wasn't no shame in our black women walking around BUCKED NAKED! So he went over to Europe and tried the same thang. Them white b*tches told that white man the must bootiful words you ever want to hear in our profession.

Ebony:
What did she say?

Dollar Bill:
Baby, them white b*tches looked that white man dead in the eye and told him, "F*** that. Pay me!" Ha ha! That's why I get 30 percent.

Ebony:
When can I start?

Dollar Bill:
Immedjately.