Hey Daly, Get the fuck away from my sister you punk motherfocker.   (intro) I do....I do....I do...Hey wassup, can i kiss the bitch   yet?.....I   do....   First of all bitch, i never promised i'd be rich   so fuck you and your wishes, ya need to do the dishes   and change the damn cat litter   I thought i told you to get rid of that crazy cat last week   Yo, don't you get sassy with me missy   Because i'll go upside you quickly   But yo, she's kinda sneeky when i sleep she'll probably stick me   But it be a threat   and threats make her respond   She probably grew up watching pops beat her mom   and to the break-a-dawn   I could pop shit   talk shit   (hah, snitch?) to herself   Because there aint no where to walk   This is the middle of hell   you've got no job no diploma   might as well kick it with me and live in Hinckley, Minnesota   She's my trailer park chick   with the pop tarts and venison hard liquor to cop a buzz   off the over the counter medicine   The rent is in the mail   bitch pump the (gauge?)   Fix the antenna, act your age and spread your legs   It's my CAS-STLE   whiiiiiiite stank ho   and if i want to i'll put it in your asshole   You wanna battle baby?   I'll put a shadow over ya sky   now shut the fuck up and fix me turkey pot pie   I own the camaro and the mobile home, so where the fuck you gonna go?      (4X)   go, go,   go ahead and call your mom if ya need someone to cry to boo   I guarantee ya that that bitch is gonna lie to you   Fuck ya crank head, soap opera, pastries, and diet soda   everything she'll ever need to know she learned from Oprah   You what the hell she's gonna do for you?   That bitch is stuck too   Get off my phone, tell her I said what up, and muthafuck you   And tell daddy if he wants some   to bring his drunk ass on   I beat that fat bastard with a cast on   Ay yo honey I'm trippin   But why you always flippin   dress slutty everytime that we go drinkin with my buddies   won't be long before you carrying my puppies   Speaking of which you bleeding yet bitch?   Cause you gettin kind of chubby   Yo, where the hell'd you put my stash?   Better tell me quick fast or catch a foot in the ass   Oh no, you did not smoke all of my pot   If my remmington was out the pawn shop, you'd get shot   Stop, and put that knife back in the sink   Baby, Baby, Baby, why you fucking trying to take me to the brink?   What you think?   Quit thinking and pretending that you're smart   Happily ever after 'til death do us part   I own the camaro and the mobile home, so where the fuck you gonna go?   (4X)   I love you.