Two people riff on a character called Uncle Ricky, mocking his missing teeth and inability to eat crab. The banter escalates through jokes about shoe size, bare-knuckle boxing, and a woman named Clovia, all delivered as rapid-fire teasing that lands somewhere between camaraderie and exaggerated insults.
Hey, Uncle Ricky! Really? Hey, Uncle Ricky! I love me a gumless kiss now. Give me another one. What he say, Uncle Ricky? You ain't got no teeth, you can't eat no crab. Everybody want a crab.
I ain't got no teeth, I can't eat no crab. Exactly. Never seen you crack no crab. You ain't got no teeth, you can't eat no crab. It's on the tape. I eat, I eat, I eat. Take your time. I eat the stems.
Don't hype him up. Don't hype him up. To be so small, your feet so big. What size you wear?
A 6 and kids? What you wearing? You gotta step big in small shoes. Okay.
I'll bare knuckle box you. I'll bare knuckle box you.
Yeah, you ain't got to let me win.
Oh, I know you don't hit women because I heard Clovia be tearing you up. But I heard, I heard Clovia be tearing you up.
She said, "Mama, I'm a bad fuck." She said, "Cheap." Clovia said cheap. He said cheap.
He said cheap. Cheap.
I got it.
Hey, stop speeding. Stop. Who said I was holding stuff up? How about this? If you don't have no job, don't talk to me.
Don't talk to her. How about— You ain't shit.
