Wild 'N In w/ Your Faves ft. Desiigner, A$AP Ferg, & More | Best of: Wild 'N Out #AloneTogether

(crowd cheering) ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Say it, say it ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ -

Your

topic is hairstyles. ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ You got the sew-in braids ♪ ♪ You got the sew-in braids ♪ ♪ You got the sew-in braids ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Big ass head ♪ ♪ Big ass head ♪ ♪ Big ass head ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ You had a perm ♪ ♪ You had a perm ♪ ♪ You had a perm ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I sure did ♪ ♪ I sure did ♪ ♪ I sure did ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ (bleep) ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ -

Your

topic is plastic surgery. ♪

Your

girl got a fake ass ♪ ♪ She got a fake ass ♪ ♪ She got a fake ass ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ But I pay for it though ♪ ♪ But I pay for it ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ You went to Dr. Miami ♪ ♪ You went to Dr. Miami ♪ ♪ You went to Dr. Miami ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ He got a good price ♪ ♪ He has a good price ♪ ♪ He has a good price ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Darren need liposuction ♪ ♪ He need liposuction ♪ ♪ He need liposuction ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ He probably do ♪ ♪ He probably do ♪ ♪ He probably do ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ (crowd applauding) (bell dinging) -

Your

topic is being rich. - Okay, okay. ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Shine my shoes bitch ♪ ♪ Shine my shoes bitch ♪ ♪ Shine my shoes bitch ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ You want...

a latte ♪ ♪ You want a latte ♪ ♪ You want a latte ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm Nick Cannon ♪ ♪ I'm Nick Cannon ♪ ♪ I'm Nick Cannon ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I own this ♪ ♪ I own this ♪ ♪ I own this ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ - We did the same thing... - No. - I wish you had that. -

Your

topic is graduation. ♪ I (bleep) my teacher today ♪ ♪ I (bleep) my teacher today ♪ ♪ I (bleep) my teacher today ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ You didn't make it ♪ ♪ You didn't make it ♪ ♪ You didn't make it ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I put (mumbles) on the desk ♪ ♪ I slap my (mumbles) on the desk ♪ ♪ I slap my (mumbles) on the desk ♪ (mumbling) ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ (growling) ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ (beatboxing) ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Whoop de scoop ♪ ♪ Whoop de scoop ♪ ♪ Whoop de boop ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ - You stupid. You stupid. (bell dings) (crowd applauding) - Go ahead and rock it out, D-Wrek. (upbeat music) Oh, okay.

Ferg

say, Hailey out there first. I'll talk to you real quick. ♪ Oh sure, I seen how you been looking at me ♪ ♪ So I'm a see you later on at night on TMZ ♪ ♪ We get together you won't regret it ♪ ♪ 'cause I'm a tear that ass up ♪ ♪ And (bleep) up

your

credit ♪ (crowd cheering) - Okay, okay. - Oh you got, she got bars? ♪ I heard you dated a lot of models ♪ ♪ That's kind of funny ♪ ♪ Well, my man...

makes his own money ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dings) - Check this out all right. Check this out. Look. Listen. ♪

Ferg

, you look like a frog ♪ ♪ You should have been a chef cooking cats and dogs (bleep) ♪ - Okay, wait, wait. (buzzer blaring) Check. ♪ Now, I don't hurt cats and I don't eat pups ♪ ♪ But at

your

momma's house ♪ ♪ I beat that (bleep) up ♪ (crowd cheering) - Only that? Only that? - Hold on. - Oh, go ahead. - He's my dad. - Nick. - Oh, I know what this is. - Nick, you know what this is. (crowd cheering) ♪ So you wanna kick it old school one

more

gain ♪ ♪ Then why

your

glasses only got one lens ♪ (crowd cheering) - Check it. I knew you were gon' say somethin' about that. ♪ My glass has got one lens ♪ ♪ 'cause that's a new style ♪ ♪ You are my child I birthed you ♪ ♪ I had sex with

your

mama ♪ ♪ Check it, uh ♪ ♪ She loved it when I did it ♪ ♪ She was screaming my name ♪ ♪ She said I had a son, he gon' be lame ♪ ♪ And I say, yeah ♪ ♪ That's true ♪ ♪ But I still raised you ♪ (crowd applauding) ♪ You can't see me ♪ ♪ I can't believe the words ♪ ♪ That came out

your

mouth ♪ ♪ I took

your

daughter buy her a Barbie Dreamhouse ♪ ♪

Your

baby mama is in my phone ♪ ♪ Butt naked with no clothes on ♪ ♪ I'm 'bout to get on that ♪ ♪ 'cause you ain't enough ♪ ♪ Got the Chinese boy ♪ ♪ He sound like chong a...

chong chong ♪ ♪ Yeah, that's real ♪ ♪ Sing too hard ♪ ♪ You can't destroy ♪ ♪ At least we don't got the corny ass white boy ♪ (crowd cheering) ♪ Top, you talk about my white boy ♪ ♪ Like you 'bout to stunt ♪ ♪ But the white girl right there built like a blunt ♪ (crowd applauding) (bell dinging) ♪ Don't do Hailey like that ♪ ♪ Don't talk about her bare ♪ ♪ To be a white girl, she got a little ass ♪ ♪ No playing, DJ cut the beat ♪ ♪ I'm about to take his body to the damn streets ♪ ♪ You ain't messin' with me ♪ ♪ I'm a real damn deal ♪ ♪ Come up on

your

block and I get it for real ♪ ♪ I'm a keep ball 'cause I'm nice with the style ♪ ♪ Everybody know that I got a nice style ♪ ♪ Nobody like

your

rap's the worst ♪ ♪ It's B Real, Michael and A$AP

Ferg

♪ ♪ We got the white girl on our team doing you bad ♪ ♪ She kinda cute and she got a little ass ♪ ♪ Everybody on my team is a killer ♪ ♪ We got two eyes except for Jake Miller ♪ ♪ My name Karlous and I'm a killer ♪ ♪ You wanna mess with me ♪ ♪ You better check

your

self (bleep) ♪ (crowd cheering) - So, let's have both squads step up or somethin'. Yo, DJ D-Wrek, drop the beat. (upbeat hip hop music) ♪ Big Snoop Dogg straight reppin' the blues ♪ ♪ But how you gon' crip walk ♪ ♪ With them ugly ass church shoes ♪ (crowd laughing) (bell dinging)...

♪ Okay, that was fresh and oh ♪ ♪ But let me tell you somethin' about big Snoop Dogg ♪ ♪ I can look so fresh and so clean and so set ♪ ♪ But let me tell about

your

rap it's straight whack ♪ ♪ You can't get it and you don't do it ♪ ♪ I'm 'posed to do two bars ♪ ♪ But I'm 'bout to ruin

your

day ♪ ♪

Wild

'N Out, the platinum crew ♪ ♪ We came to get you and you and you too ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - Snoop, bring that ass here, boy. ♪ Look,

your

name Snoop Lion ♪ ♪ And I ain't really down with that ♪ ♪ How you Snoop Lion when you built like a thundercat ♪ (crowd gasping) (bell dings) - Wait, wait, wait, hold on, who is this? - You know who I am, Nick. - Y'all give it up for Arson one time. (crowd cheering) So, y'all really wanna do this? You want me to cut the beat off? - Yeah, you can cut the beat, since you got Mr. Cut the beat right here. - Yo, Hitman Holla, Con... - Okay, okay, you know what? Before they start to clap, you ain't fire, you don't spark the match yo. I can tell you when

your

family from St. Louis, 'cause

your

little sister showed me how to arch her back. (crowd gasping) (bell dinging) You soft, you sweet, that's a big ass peppermint. Oh, you ain't get that? You dumb, you ain't intelligent, you should have just stayed in that condom that

your

daddy shoulda left you in. (crowd gasping) (bell dinging) - Here we go. - Ars, you know, you...

stay hatin'. - This

Wild

'N Out, and we get surgical and you the main patient. - I won't let that thing sing like Clay Aiken. - And then there be so much blood on stage. - Snoop will start gang bangin'. (crowd gasping) - If I shoot now, they'll find

your

corpse later. - Black team, we're lookin' like Darth Vader. -

More

lasers, we all got hammers. You get one. - You get one. - You get one. - Man, I inspect them, the cannon's up like divorce papers. - No, Hitman, stop this (bleep). - Damn, I ain't stop this (bleep). - I'll bop and cut the blast off. - Rocket ship. - Flap shot. - Hockey stick. Cock the fifth, put

your

head on stage. - And I'll give it a soccer kick. (crowd applauding) - This my stage. - Y'all can double team me y'all I want, y'all are nothing that I fear, boy, and you are the only man on the Earth that'll tell another man to bring that ass here, boy. (crowd cheering) - Hold on, hold on, wait a minute, wait a minute. Hold up, hold up, hold up. Let me tell you somethin' partner. I got balls too, and they kind of scary. He 'bout to see how many Nicks this Mariah carries. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) -

Your

late night pairing is J Lo and A Rod. (crowd cheering) - So, when am I gonna get my ring? (audience laughing) - Why Drake still following you, huh? - Is that a baseball bat in

your

pocket or is that a rod? (audience laughing) - Are you gonna let me hit a home (clicks) run? (audience laughing)...

- Are you gonna let me borrow

your

steroids for my ass? (crowd gasping) - It's a good question. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) -

Your

late night pairing is Lil Uzi Vert and Lil Yachty.

Wild

out. (crowd cheering) (bleep) - Is it really cold in Minnesota? - Running on

your

friend's dime? - What? - Is that Rihanna? - No, but that's her forehead. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) -

Your

late night pairing is Denzel Washington and Jada Pinkett-Smith. (crowd cheering) - So, I heard you was the man in "Training Day." - Uh huh. - So can you train me? - Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. (audience laughing) Baby, that depends. Is you ready to shed it off? - Well, that depends? Are you a inside man? - Baby, I may not be an inside man, but don't you need a man that's on fire? (audience laughing) - Denzel, you better take me on a girls' trip. (buzzer blaring) - You didn't ask a question. - Well, can you take me on a girls' trip? - Red Squad. (bell dinging) (crowd cheering) -

Your

late night pairing is SpongeBob and Patrick. (audience laughing) (crowd cheering) (mumbles) (audience laughing) - What took us so long to get to this point, Patrick? - SpongeBob, you know you live in a fruit house? - Have you been messing with Sandy's cheeks? - Have you been in her bikini bottom? - Are you jellyfish? - Are you still accompanied by Mr. Crabs? (audience laughing) - No! (bell dinging) (crowd cheering) -

Your

late night pairing is Jason Lee and Darren Big...

Baby Brand. - I hope that bed can handle it. - Who gon' lay down first? - Who bed is this? - What you waitin' on, big boy? Oh (bleep), I didn't think you was gon' do it. (audience laughing) - Is this

your

first time? (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - Dj D-Wrek, drop the beat. ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Lil Dicky, you came on this show ♪ ♪ And you rocked the world ♪ ♪ You can have all these points ♪ ♪ I'm a steal

your

girl ♪ - She's on my... - Get

your

hands off her. - Okay, hands off her. - Hold up, hold up. Hold up. Yo Con, come up here bro. Yeah, we're gonna have a short people battle. DJ D-Wrek, cut the beat. - I say that. - Yo, now, I'm trying to befriend you, I don't want to offend you, but don't act like you still don't eat off the kids' menu. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Elgin, you think you gangster now, you should know

your

place. You so short, even if you were a G, it would be a lower case. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Hey, hey man, hey Con. You finally taller than somebody. You can't do nothing but of course hate. Conceited, you so small, I bet

your

favorite snack to eat is a strawberry shortcake. (bell dinging) - I cannot believe I'm hearing this. Are you serious? I'm battling a dude that's wearing pants from a composition notebook on its period. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Let me get Elgin. What's up brother? I heard you got bars for me. You need bars, I'm a...

get you a coupon. With that hair, you look like Jose Neutron. (audience laughing) - Yo, hold up. You talking about hairstyles? Look, check it out, man. Yo Tim, I gotta tell you something. That hairstyle is not a man bun, it's a dumpling. (audience laughing) - Hello, hello. (crowd cheering) Comin' up, I wanted to be a comic, I wanted to be a rapper. I wanted to be a star, I wanted to be a factor. I didn't know if I was talented enough to matter, then I saw Nick Cannon and I realized talent didn't matter. (crowd cheering) Let me talk. - Let him talk. - Let me talk. My team got sent home. This would be my life, if everything went wrong. Like, if I was just a little less funny, and a little worse rapper with a lotta less money, and a little bit madder and a little bit dumber, and a lotta bit fatter, I would probably be one of these people. (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Lil Dicky, listening to you spit them bars, that was some real torture. I'm a put it out there like this. You gon' be dead and we gon' see vultures, 'cause I'm tired of you and Iggy Azalea (bleep) up our culture. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) Okay. DJ D-Wrek, this is a very intense battle up here, yo. Who won? - I gotta say the platinum team won that one. - What? - Make some noise... (crowd cheering) - Lil Dicky came through. - Give me DC. (crowd cheering) Give me Michael Blackson. (crowd cheering) Michael, you're ready? DC-- - You bitch ass (bleep). - On the roast....

- You are built like a 12-year old lesbian. (audience laughing) - Boy, if you don't get

your

goddam, the food's ready, ugly ass look on

your

ass. - You have tattoos of all the (bleep)

your

money took. (audience laughing) - You don't get

your

bad club thriller dance lookin' ass, and guess what, you ain't even need make up, stupid ass boy. (crowd laughing) - DC stands for (bleep) chaser. (audience laughing) - Guess what? - What? - Tio called, I bet you ain't got them pull and hidin' the flow, yabba dabba doo feet-- (crowd cheering) - Kiss my ass mothersucker. - You out. - Got damned. (crowd cheering) - Give me Justina. (crowd cheering) Give me Karlous Miller. (crowd cheering) On the roast. - Karlous, you look like the uncle at the cookout that killing on the grill but don't want the little kids around. - You know, if you don't get

your

goddam truck stop, hooker lookin' ass up outta here. (audience laughing) - Karlous, you look like the manager at Jiffy Lube. (growls) Not to change visions, this alternator. - Girl, if you don't get

your

goddam adult Wendy's lookin' ass up outta here. (audience laughing) - Karlous, if you don't get

your

, I think I'm the man, but I live in Chico Bean's shadow up ass outta here. (crowd cheering) - If you don't get

your

goddam, I'm a white woman but I wear my weave and B. Simone lookin' ass up outta here. - Karlous, if you don't get

your

, I'm a be the first one to...

have a

Wild

'N Out pension up ass outta here. - Justina, if you don't get

your

goddam, I've been smoking cigarettes since 11th grade lookin' ass up outta here. (crowd cheering) - You out. (crowd cheering) - Give me Tim. Come on, give me Tim. Give me Zoie. (crowd cheering) Zoie, you're ready? - Ready. - Tim, you're ready? - Ready. - On the roast. - Bitch if you don't get

your

hide

your

kids, hide

your

wife lookin' ass up outta here. - Boy, if you don't get

your

Jackie Chan wanna be ass up out of my goddam face. - Bitch, if you don't get

your

, I go to church on Sunday just to say, "I don't like mens no

more

," lookin' ass outta here. - But, boy, if you don't get

your

, he's the one that takes me to church on Sunday, 'cause he is my man. (crowd cheering) - It's not true, it's not true. It's not true. - You out! (crowd cheering) Darren raisin Brand, come here, Darren. Give me Jacob, come here Jacob. Jacob, you're ready? - Yes. - Darren, you're ready? - Yeah. - On the roast. - Boy, if you don't get

your

, hey it's black people out here having a barbecue ass at the park. (crowd cheering) - If you don't get

your

goddam, sequel to "Predator" where he ate too much McDonald's... - If you don't get

your

, oh what's this? (crowd cheering) Ass on the (bleep) wear. - If you don't get

your

goddam, stop watching me and

your

mom have sex so you experience that visual......

(crowd cheering) - Beat

your

mother (bleep). - You, out. - Got damned. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - DJ D-Wrek, drop the beat. (hip hop music) Hey, I like that. ♪ Yo, tell you like this ♪ ♪ When y'all came on the show ♪ ♪ We didn't even know 'em ♪ ♪ Matter of fact, I thought

your

name was Rae Scrotum ♪ ♪ Man, I don't stop ♪ ♪ We call these (bleep) locks ♪ - Hey. ♪ Hip hop, y'all can keep going ♪ ♪ Shrimp life, we don't play ♪ ♪ Can't take 'em serious ♪ ♪ Too much (bleep) on his face ♪ (crowd cheering) ♪ Very true man, hey ♪ ♪ Yeah, you know I gotta (bleep) it up one time ♪ ♪ This (bleep) ain't had a hit since "Drumline" ♪ (crowd cheering) - Big Baby, Big Baby, come... Come on up here, man. Look. Look. ♪ Homie, I know you don't wanna battle ♪ ♪ 'cause you ain't ready ♪ ♪ You look like a hit man chick ♪ ♪ With a beard and a belly ♪ ♪ Everybody know I'm the fat boy on the show ♪ ♪ You look like Emmanuel if he let himself go ♪ (bell dinging) - I'm on

your

team. I'm on

your

team. ♪ Fall back, black team gon' take over ♪ ♪ I'll finish you like some (bleep) leftovers ♪ ♪ My squad don't play ♪ ♪ We stand in line for shoes ♪ ♪ You stand in the buffet ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - What's up bro. I'm not here playing. ♪ With that coat on man ♪ ♪ You know that you wrong ♪ ♪ You look...

like a scarecrow ♪ ♪ That's been in the sun for too long ♪ - Was that a black joke? - Yeah, a black joke. - Okay, hold on. (buzzer blaring) ♪ Stop trying to be black ♪ ♪ I really mean stop it ♪ ♪

Your

girl told me

your

dick is skinnier than a chopstick ♪ (crowd gasping) (bell dinging) - Okay, okay, check it out. Look. ♪ That was not my girl ♪ ♪ That was my side chick ♪ ♪ That's why

your

breath always smells like my (bleep) ♪ - All right, admit it. Right admit it. Right admit it. - Hold on, Nick. Hold on, Nick. Rae Sremmurd, Rae Sremmurd, bring that ass here boy. ♪ We on fire, man I need a mad switch ♪ ♪ Since you ain't got no type ♪ ♪ How he gon' fat ♪ (audience laughing) (bell dinging) ♪ Flyest youngins in the world ♪ ♪ Keep that fat (bleep) ♪ ♪ 'cause I got my white girl ♪ (crowd cheering) - Hold on, I got one. ♪ With them whack ass rap,

your

whole team should go home ♪ ♪ Because this right here is the no sex zone ♪ ♪ I got this sweatpants on ♪ ♪ So I can slide in Mariah ♪ ♪ Slide in Mariah, slide, slide in Mariah ♪ ♪ I don't care 'cause that ain't my wife no

more

♪ ♪ Ain't my wife no

more

♪ ♪ Ain't my wife no

more

♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) ♪ We don't care 'cause that ain't my wife no

more

♪ ♪ We don't care 'cause that ain't my wife no

more

♪ Red Squad step up, Black Squad step up. Drop the beat. (hip hop...

music) All right, what you got? -

Your

topic is hosting a TV show. ♪ NBC can kick my ass ♪ ♪ NBC can kick my ass ♪ ♪ NBC can kick my ass ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Now, come on down ♪ ♪ Now, come on down ♪ ♪ Now, come on down ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Now, Diddy got his show ♪ ♪ Now, Diddy got his show ♪ ♪ Now, Diddy got his show ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ You're fired ♪ ♪ You're fired ♪ ♪ You're fired ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ No (bleep) I quit ♪ (crowd applauding) -

Your

topic is after school. ♪ I'm waiting for the bus ♪ ♪ I'm waiting for the bus ♪ ♪ I'm waiting for the bus ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm 'bout to pick you up ♪ ♪ I'm 'bout to pick you up ♪ ♪ I'm 'bout to pick you up ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Be my study buddy ♪ ♪ Be my study buddy ♪ ♪ Be my study buddy ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ But I ain't trying to study ♪ ♪ But I ain't trying to study ♪ ♪ I ain't trying to study ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ What you trying to do ♪ ♪ What you trying to do ♪ ♪ What you trying to do ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I have a girlfriend ♪ (audience laughing) - Topic is going to prom. ♪ Putting on my corsage ♪ ♪ Putting on my corsage ♪ ♪ Putting on my corsage ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm puttin' on my condom ♪ ♪ Puttin' on my condom ♪ ♪ Puttin' on my...

condom ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm twerking in my dress ♪ ♪ I'm twerking in my dress ♪ ♪ I'm twerking in my dress ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I got a white girl pregnant ♪ ♪ Got a white girl pregnant ♪ ♪ Got a white girl pregnant ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Oh (bleep) I'm pregnant ♪ ♪ Oh (bleep) I'm pregnant ♪ ♪ Oh (bleep) I'm pregnant ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm running from her dad ♪ ♪ I'm running from her dad ♪ ♪ I'm running from her dad ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ Daddy got a shotgun ♪ ♪ Daddy got a shotgun ♪ ♪ Daddy got a shotgun ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm bout to call my (bleep) ♪ ♪ I'm bout to call my (bleep) ♪ ♪ I'm bout to call my (bleep) ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ - I'm done. (audience laughing) -

Your

topic is paparazzi. ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm showing my coochie ♪ ♪ I'm showing my coochie ♪ ♪ I'm showing my coochie ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ You on Hollywood Unlocked ♪ ♪ You on Hollywood Unlocked ♪ ♪ You on Hollywood Unlocked ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm breaking the camera ♪ ♪ I'm breaking the camera ♪ ♪ I'm breaking the camera ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm beating Kanye West ♪ ♪ I'm beating Kanye West ♪ ♪ I'm beating Kanye West ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ ♪ I'm twerking for the gram ♪ ♪ I'm twerking for the...

gram ♪ ♪ Now you

wild

out ♪ (bell dinging) (crowd cheering) - Drop the beat, D-Wrek. - I'm a let my team be first. - You're gonna let 'em be first? - Hey Lauren, what's up? You all right? - Yeah, I'm good, man. - Okay, cool, cool. ♪ Are you Jewish 'cause you nosy as hell ♪ ♪ I got some change for the drink ♪ ♪ 'cause you be taking the L ♪ (buzzer blaring) Be nice to me, Lauren. - I'm a be nice to you. All right. Listen. ♪ You're famous for

your

Vines ♪ ♪ It makes sense though ♪ ♪ I hear six seconds is as long as you can go ♪ (crowd cheering) - Okay, are you up, DC? - I'm up fool. - Okay, okay, okay fool. ♪ I'm a keep it 100 ♪ ♪ You ugly as hell ♪ ♪ From the top of

your

head to

your

neck ♪ ♪ I bet when you walk through a haunted house ♪ ♪ At the end they give you a check ♪ (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - That was good, that was good, that was good. - DJ D-Wrek. - Oh no, no! - Cut the beat. Deray, you going against me is not fair.

Your

mouth got so many baby gaps, Kevin Hart shops there. (crowd applauding) - Should I come in? - Kevin, you ain't got to ride with him. You already killed him, it's over. He a little ass dude, with grown man shoulders. (audience laughing) - Man, I'm tired of joking. Why should I settle straight? I can use that 40, or the right or connect across the middle like the letter H and stomp you for an hour. 'cause I don't get tired, I'm...

like Kevin Gates. (buzzer blaring) - Who's you talking to? You won't fight (bleep). This is freestyle battle, you always write (bleep) (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) (clamoring) - No, no, watch out, watch out. No, no. No, no. No. No! Yo. Yo. When I come, I come correct. - Yeah you do, Kev. Yeah you do. - At the end of the day, I'm looking at a bunch of clowns that look like bounced checks. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) I'm looking at a crew. When I see y'all, it's like glass eyes can see straight through. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - This gon' be for you. I came to talk to Nick and his company Ncredible. Funny you called it that, 'cause you never been credible. (bell dinging) I've been to Mariah house. - Oh God! (crowd gasping) - I seen Nick's garage. There was a little pink barbie car in there, he must be Nick Minaj. (crowd cheering) - That was my daughter's. That was my daughter's car. - You used to be hot, but you'll never get that fire back. And by the dudes you're hangin' with, you'll never get Mariah back. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - What the hell just happened? - Okay, all right. First of all, I need the Red Team to step up, Black Team step up. Okay, the rules are very strict. Okay? Two shakies and you're out. Take too long and you're out. Stay in

your

lane, okay? Just stay in

your

lane. This is you, this is you. Stay in

your

lane. From the Black Squad, give me Kandi. (crowd cheering)...

Give me Zoie. (crowd cheering) On the roast. - Boy, if you don't get

your

goddam, I took, boy we can still see

your

balls come out the bottom of them shorts head ass. (audience laughing) - Boy, if you don't get

your

, oh, I look like the donkey from "Shrek" head ass up outta here. (audience laughing) - Boy, if you don't get

your

goddam, better yet, call you (bleep) bitch ass. (audience laughing) - Boy, if you don't get

your

, all (bleep) Fetty Wap lookin' head ass up outta here. - Whoa, shaky. You, out! - Got damned. There you go, boy. (audience applauding) - Okay, give me Hitman Holla. (crowd applauding) Give me Big Mack. (crowd cheering) - You got it. - Hitman, you're ready? - I'm ready. - Big Mack, you're ready? - Yeah. - On the roast. - Boy, you smell like breakfast. - If you don't get

your

I got some many bars on my head, that's why my hat don't fit ass outta here. - Boy, as a baby, I bet

your

first words were, "Are you gonna eat the rest of that?" (audience laughing) - If you don't get

your

, where's my super suit, lookin' ass outta here. (crowd cheering) Where's my super suit? - You. Out. - Got damned. (crowd cheering) - Give me Lil' JJ. (crowd cheering) - Yeah. - Give me Chico Bean. (crowd cheering) Chico, you're ready? - I'm ready. - Lil' JJ, you're ready? - I'm ready. - On the roast. - If you don't get

your

goddam, top heavy built ass up outta here. - You like...

Diamond from Crying Ma. (audience laughing) - That big ass head, I bet

your

favorite show watching was noggin' head ass. - That's why

your

dreads look like switching sweets with no (bleep) dinner. (audience laughing) - That's why, hold on, hold on. Give me one

more

shaky. - You, out. - Got damned. (crowd cheering) - Let's keep it going, give me B. Simone. (crowd cheering) Give me DC Young Fly. (crowd cheering) B. Simone, you're ready? - I'm ready. - DC young Fly, you're ready? - I'm ready. - On the roast. - You are, would you like to save $100 on

your

car insurance, lizard lookin' ass boy? (audience laughing) - Y'all know what time it is. Bring that ass here, boy. Girl

your

ass built like a stinkin' Christmas sock, ugly ass girl. - DC, I know when you was in school, you couldn't read. The cat and the dog, sound it out DC, head ass boy. (audience laughing) - Girl,

your

ass built like a teacher off Jimmy Neutron, ugly ass girl. - Boy, how

your

legs shaped like sticks. When

your

girls gets cold, all you gotta do is rub

your

knees together. (audience laughing) - I bet when you wake up, I bet

your

wig get stuck in the pillow, stupid ass girl. Then you go back and get it, ugly ass girl. (audience laughing) - You out. - Got damned. (crowd cheering) - Nicholas, you get up here. Nicholas, you get up here. (crowd cheering) - Bake his ass, Chance. - I'm gonna bake his ass, dog. (crowd cheering) - Boss, you're ready? - Ready. -...

Chance the Rapper, you're ready? - Ready. - On the roast. - Boy, if you don't get

your

goddam, I made these jeans from scratch, that is a bad patch, lookin' ass up outta here? (audience laughing) - Bake his ass. - Now I gotta bake his ass. - Bake his ass. - Now I'm gonna bake his ass. Nerdy, Killmonger lookin' ass with them Horatio braids, boy. Evil Quavo lookin' ass boy. (audience laughing) - If you dot get

your

PG gang with a pack of Newports lookin' ass up outta here. - The level below swag ass boy. You look like one of Andre 3000's back up dancers boy, with them tight ass, whitewashed jeans boy. - Boy, if you don't get

your

Rick Ross starter kit beard having ass up outta here. (audience laughing) - Get me crackin', I'm a drag lookin' ass boy. Now I really gotta bake

your

ass if you don't take them braids, how you not gonna be able to write no

more

seasons, headache head ass boy. Little chain head ass boy. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - Drop the beat D-Wrek. ♪ Clap

your

hands y'all ♪ ♪ Clap

your

hands y'all ♪ ♪ I gotta come at T-Pain ♪ ♪ Yo, yo, yo ♪ ♪ T-Pain, back in the day ♪ ♪

Your

(bleep) rocked ♪ ♪ But you ain't had a hit since you cut

your

dreadlocks ♪ ♪ I'm too clever but you ain't had a hit in like ever ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - You got me, you got me. - T-Pain, bring that ass here, boy. (crowd cheering) Look. ♪ I'm 'bout to hit you with a...

sonic boom ♪ ♪

Your

career ain't (bleep) without Auto-Tune ♪ ♪ But listen, I'm a fuck wit' you ♪ ♪ Don't hit me though ♪ ♪ I hate you every time you do this in

your

video ♪ (audience laughing) ♪ He ain't that dude ♪ ♪ A small Chris Tucker with his Lil Wayne tattoos ♪ ♪ Once again I'm on ♪ ♪ Once again I got another million-dollar home ♪ ♪ And I'm 'bout to (bleep) ♪ ♪ Too many cars, I got too many (bleep) ♪ ♪ I got too many bars ♪ ♪ This (bleep) with me ♪ ♪ I ain't even playing around ♪ ♪ That's why they call me Teddy Pendergrass style ♪ (crowd cheering) - I got some unfinished business. Hey yo, Chico. (crowd cheering) - Oh (bleep). ♪ This the third time ♪ ♪ The last time we rapped, you stole my rhymes ♪ ♪ Boy,

your

rhymes is older than a tall rig ♪ ♪ You get left like Nicki left Safaree ♪ (crowd cheering) - All right, hold on, hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on. - Hold on SB. ♪ You ain't had to say that 'cause it's real ♪ ♪ But me and SB don't need to listen to Meek Mill ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) ♪ I'm a tell you one thing you should know ♪ ♪ Meek Mill got his (bleep) ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - Hold on. Hold on. - Wait a minute. - Okay, hold on, hold on, listen. Hold on, hold on, hold on. Listen. - Wait a minute. ♪ If I'm met

your

girl ♪ ♪ She...

probably wanna marry me ♪ ♪ This watch and ring is probably two years of

your

salary ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) ♪ He said his watch is two years of my salary ♪ ♪ Picture that, when Nicki call her lawyer ♪ ♪ You had to take it back ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - Hold up. Hold up. ♪ Hey yo, Chico ♪ ♪ You talkin' that (bleep) ♪ ♪ But everybody knows he wrote them hits ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) ♪ You said he wrote them hits ♪ ♪ But he sound like a clone ♪ ♪ How come he can't write his own ♪ ♪ Everybody MTV will have seen this ♪ ♪ Nicki Minaj next album is gonna be called ♪ ♪ Meek Mill's penis ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - Let me get... DC. DC. Let me get to meet DC his own Funny Mike, man. Come on up here, man. Come on up here, man. All right, for the Red Squad let me get Bobb'e J. Come on. Bobb'e J, come on up here Bobb'e J. (crowd cheering) Let me get Lil JJ. Come on, Lil JJ. (crowd cheering) All right listen man, y'all know the rules, man. The most points wins. It's gotta be funny though. Let's do it.

Wild

style. - Boy,

your

head so big, we could skate on

your

head. I'm talking about real, real big, set a plate on

your

head. So, the bomb on

your

head build a home on

your

head, I'm talkin' about studio wide write a song on

your

head. (audience laughing) - I'm a let my young gun go cray. Do

your

, hey, go cray. Killer. - He said something about...

setting a plate on my head? - Yeah. - He shoulda ate that (bleep). That skinny body ass (bleep) look dead. (audience laughing) - Hold up, hold up. He might look dead, that might be true. But Lil JJ, we ain't seen

your

ass since ComicView. - ComicView boy. - And this (bleep) so crazy, and this (bleep) so crazy, I'm about to go ahead and blaze. I'm 20 season, that was in the third grade. - Real deal. - Hold up, hold up. I'm on fire. Oh, I'm on fire. - You gotta respect the rules, you gotta respect the rules. - No, I get it, he had to give that (bleep) up. But (bleep) this season, (bleep) I'm on

Wild

'N Out. (crowd cheering) - These (bleep) is giving a whole lotta disrespect. So, now it's time to get it they name. They talkin' about, they ain't seen you, or really they ain't seen nothing yet. Let me explain what I'm trying to say. - What you trying to say? - Both of these (bleep) remind me of us back in the day. But before we started really getting paid. (laughing) - Hey, hey-- - You better go cray. - Check this out. - Hold it, wait. - I'm on fire. - Hold it, wait. - Check this out. - And I'm about to get them both. - You two, hold up, let me kill 'em right quick. - We ain't seen

your

ass since "That's So Raven." - Wait a minute. - Hold on. - Hold up. Hold up. Wait a minute. - Let him get his comeback, y'all let him get his comeback. - And when I say... - Let him get his comeback. - It might be...

true. (bleep) you were the same size then, you never grew. (audience laughing) Hold up, wait a minute. - Wait nah, hold up. Hold the hell up. Hold up. Hold up. Yeah, nah, I ain't hatin'. But both of y'all look like two dry ass cancer patients. Understand what I'm saying. - You wrong for that. You two rode the short bus. I'm in awe how high you is and how low you is. Y'all look like two dumb ass Decepticons. - Listen, we ain't even been a wastin'. And we was cable, we'll be Comcast, y'all gonna be basic. - How is that possible? - I ain't know. - How is that possible? - I'm on fire. - How is that possible. (chattering) - Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo. Yo, yo, yo. Hey, listen y'all, I ain't even gotta act surprised. When it comes to these

Wild

'N Out boys, the Black Squad is the

wild

est. (crowd cheering) - Red Squad, let's go. (crowd cheering) (upbeat music) ♪ Listen, prolly don't know my name shawty ♪ ♪ But look, I'm a go ahead and express the thing shawty ♪ ♪ I'm really sensitive and all alone ♪ ♪ Everybody know what I'm saying on me ♪ - Drake. - Drake, fool. (bell dinging) (crowd cheering) ♪ Listen, I'm four foot five ♪ ♪ That's really sad ♪ ♪ I couldn't get on a ride at Six Flags ♪ ♪ I walk in

your

crib and ask what's to eat ♪ ♪ My favorite line is ♪ ♪ Yo Dj D-Wrek, cut the beat ♪ - Conceited. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) ♪ I am really...

different than y'all ♪ ♪ I don't do hip hop ♪ ♪ I was married to Jenny, Jenny from the block ♪ ♪ We had a break up, she wanted a bigger ring ♪ ♪ And so bueno, I'm the salsa king ♪ (crowd cheering) ♪ Salsa ♪ (buzzer blaring) - Ricky Martin? Who are you? (crowd cheering) ♪ They can be

your

average ♪ ♪ I like already cabbage ♪ ♪ Brooklyn, oh baby ♪ - The King of Brooklyn, Biggie Smalls. (bell dinging) We did really good though, right? All right, Black Squad, y'all think y'all can top that? - Yeah, we got that. - All right, with Rocky. Y'all make some noise for Rocky. (crowd cheering) - Let's do the damn thing man, you know what I'm saying. Black Squad, let's do it. ♪ What I'm about to say really isn't groovy ♪ ♪ I really wish The Rock would do another movie ♪ ♪ And I'm sorry for what I did ♪ ♪ CPS, why you have to take my kids ♪ (audience laughing) - Tyrese. (bell dinging) (crowd cheering) (barking) ♪ Coogi down to the socks ♪ ♪ Like I'm Biggie poppa baby ♪ - A$AP

Ferg

. ♪ Yeah ♪ (mumbling) (audience laughing) - Lil Uzi Vert. (bell dinging) ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Hey, how you doin' ♪ ♪ I'll give you what you need ♪ ♪ My news is so hot ♪ ♪ Sometimes I'm overheatin' ♪ ♪ Stay tuned so you can see what I'm gon' rap about ♪ ♪ Hold on ♪ ♪ I think I'm 'bout to pass out ♪ (crowd cheering) - Wendy Williams. (bell dinging)...

(crowd cheering) - DJ D-wrek drop the beat. (upbeat music) ♪ Clap with us yo ♪ ♪ Yo, they say you the fool guy ♪ ♪ Well, I don't wanna be rude, John ♪ ♪ Put up Connor in the mood though ♪ ♪ But this the only gourmet meal I'm trying to chew on ♪ (crowd cheering) (buzzer blaring) Oh damn. - You have a new album, right? - Yeah. - Calling all models? - I do. ♪ Calling all models, you're such a romancer ♪ ♪ When you call the real models none of us answer ♪ (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - Oh, that was great. That was great. - Pass. Get

your

ass back over here. - Hey, I got one for Justina. All right Justina, look. ♪ Justina, please, you can never be me ♪ ♪ You ugly in person, thank God for IG ♪ ♪

Your

man keep calling, I ignore his calls ♪ ♪ 'cause I can never date a (bleep) ♪ ♪ Who like bitches with (bleep) ♪ (audience laughing) (bell dinging) - Okay. ♪ I look like the man, okay, you're an actress ♪ ♪ Every time you meet a guy he feels catfished ♪ ♪ I love to put a bitch in her place ♪ ♪ Yeah, I've got a (bleep) ♪ ♪ Go and ask

your

man I would (bleep) ♪ - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! - Cortez is here, can I get Cortez? All right Cortez, come here buddy. DJ D-Wrek, keep the beat exactly the same. ♪ Yo ♪ ♪ Yo, my bars are cold, you better seek shelter ♪ ♪ How am I battling one of Santa's little helpers ♪ (crowd gasping) - Okay, okay, check it, check it. Check it. ♪ Santa's...

little helper, that's a no, no, no ♪ ♪ If I'm an elf, then you one of Santa's ho ho (bleep) ♪ (bell dinging) (crowd cheering) ♪ Ho ♪ ♪ Ho ♪ ♪ Ho ♪ ♪ Ho ♪ ♪ Ho ♪ - Oh look. Hey yo, DJ D-Wrek, cut the beat. Come here Rice. After this, you're gonna wanna fight me. You what rhymes with Rice G? Chinese. - Not really. - You do-- (buzzer blaring) (crowd applauding) At home, you do tai chi, and I should get mad 'cause you and

your

uncle keep selling fake Nikes. (buzzer blaring) (audience laughing) - Con, you wanna continue? - After you. - Okay.

Your

head's so small, when you sneeze (bleep),

your

glasses come off

your

face. (crowd laughing) (bell dinging) I can't see little head ass. (crowd cheering) - I hear you, I hear you. Come here real quick. Listen Marise, you are beautiful, but baby girl, you too tall. I gotta let you know that you are built just like Snoop Dogg. I gotta let you know. (chattering) - Con got his swag back. Con got his swag back. - Somebody said somebody is built like Snoop Dogg. Claims you so fat, I bet you pray to the food god. (bell dinging) And time out. And like I said, with you, when you pick

your

hair, I know you lose massive teeth. You've got a song called a double ranch, when that afro need a double grease. (crowd cheering) (bell dinging) - There's a lot of crazy that's going on. Who won the game D-Wrek? - I'm gonna give it to the Black Squad. Make some noise for the Black Squad, yo....

(crowd cheering) (upbeat music) - He stepped all the way up too, all right? ♪ We know Soulja is a gangsta ♪ ♪ We know Soulja from the hood ♪ ♪ But he really a nice guy ♪ ♪ He really all good ♪ ♪ He ain't never been to prison ♪ ♪ He ain't ever been a felon ♪ ♪ 'cause when the police ask ♪ ♪ Soulja Boy tell it ♪ ♪ Because if he ever go to jail ♪ ♪ If he ever in a cell ♪ ♪ Them dudes in there'll have Soulja Boy yelling ♪ ♪ Hey yo now, I knock a (bleep) out ♪ ♪ I take big (bleep) and then I (bleep) her on the couch ♪ ♪ You in the street and you already know ♪ ♪ But

your

chain look fake like the snow ♪ ♪ Big tree go and knock a (bleep) down ♪ ♪ ATL, it is my town ♪ (crowd cheering) ♪ Look, you a cool cat ♪ ♪ But he ain't let the tool clap ♪ ♪ Michael Jackson called and he said he want his shoes back ♪ ♪ I like the toasting ♪ ♪ You got a jersey repping both sides ♪ ♪ 'cause you big enough to be on both teams ♪ ♪ And with that, hey yo, chill dressed like a lumberjack ♪ ♪ Precious called me ♪ ♪ She told me she want her stomach back ♪ ♪ And you're the flow truck ♪ ♪ I named the tray called Destiny Child ♪ ♪ 'cause I think you need a soldier ♪ ♪ Hold on ♪ ♪ Watch

your

mouth boy ♪ ♪

Your

inner get drastic ♪ ♪ With that draco I'm Drake O ♪ ♪ I come with a ratchet ♪ ♪ I ain't talking about the diesel ♪ ♪ When...

I come with the plastic ♪ ♪ Disrespect Soulja and you'll be inside of a casket ♪ (crowd cheering) - That was so gangster. Let me get Clayton and DC to the front. - Oh my goodness. - Oh my goodness. ♪ Clayton, we all now you ratchet ♪ ♪ You look like Steph Curry if he never made a basket ♪ ♪ DC, I don't mean to be a hater ♪ ♪ But you look like Doc Funny if he grew up in the cater ♪ ♪ Okay, that's cool but this is critical ♪ ♪ Yo (bleep) is garbage ♪ ♪ 'cause

your

outfit made out of trash bag material ♪ (audience laughing) (bell dinging) ♪ Okay ♪ - It must be Thursday. I'm 'bout to take her ass to the curb. - DC. - Come on, Justina. ♪ Okay, DC ♪ ♪ Trash bag, yeah, I'll take that ♪ ♪ But you Soulja Boy if he never made "Crank That" ♪ (crowd gasping) (bell dinging) - Hey yo, DJ D-Wrek. - What up? - Cut the beat. (horns flaring) (crowd cheering) Hold on, hey Soulja man. You said you was in the crib like fire. Fire, fire, fire. Killed them with a big (bleep). Soulja Boy, the only thing you ever killed in

your

life was hip hop. (crowd gasping) (bell dinging) - Conceited, you dissing Soulja Boy's music, you think that will fall? "Crank That" went platinum. How many albums have you sold? (crowd cheering) - D-Wrek, it's on right here. We having a good time up here but I know the competition is thick. Who won the game? - It was real close, but I gotta give it to the Black Squad....

Make some noise for the Black Squad. (crowd cheering) - Big Soulja in the building.