Tracy morgan hilarious prince story 2
Tracy morgan hilarious prince story 2

Tracy Morgan On That One Time Prince Kicked Him Out Of His House Party

Tracy Morgan Shares The Hilarious Story Of Being Kicked Out Paisley Park By Prince

Over his near 40 year-long career, Prince accumulated some of the strangest and downright hilarious tales of mischief the world has ever known. Most of the time we can chalk these up to Prince just being Prince, but it does dawn on me that the shear breadth of persons that have experienced his quirkiness in some shape or form is impressive to say the least. Earlier this week, we heard Jimmy Fallon present his own story of how he was once challenged, and subsequently handled by Prince, in a late-night ping-pong match for the ages, that apparently took place at Susan Sarandon's ping-pong club, because these are things that happen to those of us that float in Prince's gravitational pull.

Today, the impregnable Tracy Morgan has revealed his adoration for The Purple One in a personal story published by The Hollywood Reporter, where he details not only where and how he learned Prince's untimely passing, but also recounts a few of his fondest memories with him, including the time he got kicked out of Prince's house party. You can read Tracy Morgan's full account down below. In the weeks to come, we'll see plenty more of these sorts of tales, so be sure to hold tight. We're not nearly finished.

I was getting ready to perform in Las Vegas when I heard that Prince died. I felt a real emptiness. At the end of my set, I got a standing ovation, and I said, "This standing ovation is for Prince — and I would like to have a moment of silence." So we had one.

Since his album 1999, I was a fan. Prince and Michael Jackson — they were the soundtrack to my life. I remember when my pops died [in 1987], I listened to "Condition of the Heart" [from 1985 LP Around the World in a Day] as soon as we got back from the burial, for 24 hours [in a row]. That was the last song I said, "Dad, listen to this!" And my father said, "That's a good record."

About seven years ago, I went to a party at Prince's house in Los Angeles. We had to take a bus there — Jennifer Lopez, everybody was on this bus — and Prince performed with his band in the living room. The liquor was flowing, and everybody was getting nice. At the end of the night, me and my boy Bradley were drunk. We had these two girls on the sofa, and we were talking, joking, laughing. Prince and his wife came downstairs, and they had on purple pajamas. He said, "Tracy, get the fuck out!" As I walked out the door, I grabbed him by the back of the neck, and I pulled him close to me. I noticed that mole on his face. He was so pretty, I turned gay for about five seconds. I said, "My father loved 'When Doves Cry.' " And he said, "Yeah, yeah. Just get the fuck out."

Another time, when I was living in Los Angeles, I hung out with him and Andre 3000 at the Skybar on Sunset Boulevard. He was down to earth: regular, no extra cheese, no pepperoni — just a slice and a Coke! He was shining like new money.

I hosted the Billboard Music Awards three years ago, and Prince headlined. I didn't get to talk to him because he disappeared. "Where did Prince go?" "He disappeared!" He was mystique.

Was he an influence? Absolutely! He was free. He came from the heart. He was talking about making love, he was a sexy man!

Prince's music taught me how to suck titties! He taught me how to be gentle. Because of him, I once sucked a titty for an hour. At the end, it looked like a tater tot.

I love Prince.