Man, come on dad, not again with this man
Uh-uh nonono, you shut your damn mouth
Listen here
You live in my house
You live under my roof
That mean you got to abide by my rules
Do you understand?
Yes, I-
When I tell you to do something, you do it
And I ain't gon' ask you twice (Okay)
And I ain't gon' tolerate no back sass
Okay dad, I-
Nonono, you said I don't know nothing about hip-hop?
Okay, okay, watch this
I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where
Don't pay no bills or do chores
And he don't care
He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair
But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair
I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where
Don't pay no bills or do chores
And he don't care
He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair
But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair
First and foremost
Let me explain something quickly
This is my house
Now let me give this to you simply
Next time I give you an order
And you go back and forth with me
Ima come right over there
And stomp your neck into your kidney
You a broke boy, meaning you don't make no decisions
If I say turn em off, damn it, these my televisions
Don't give no damn how you feel, I ain't ask your opinion
I pay the bills round here, so when I speak, you listen
You ain't worth two dead flies smashed
Just looking at ya give me gas
I was tryna be nice, but you got one more time
Before I kick you out on your ass
I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where
Don't pay no bills or do chores
And he don't care
He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair
But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair
I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where
Don't pay no bills or do chores
And he don't care
He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair
But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair
You live in my house, you under my roof
As long as you staying here, you live by my rules
And you ain't gotta like it, hell, that's cool with me
If you don't like the way I do it
Damn it, you can leave
And I ain't gon' miss you, I'm just being real
I ain't gon' be mad, it is what it is
But until then, you do what I say
Ain't no "If" "And's" or "Buts"
You do it my way
So you can roll your eyes back
And you can smack your teeth
All ima tell you is you better do it privately
Because if I catch you doing any kind of back sass
Ima stuck these size 10's right up yo black-
(Dad!)
Son, I just want to make sure we understand each other
Okay, I get it
Well I'm glad you do
I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where
Don't pay no bills or do chores
And he don't care
He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair
But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair
I got a bum of a son, he don't work no where
Don't pay no bills or do chores
And he don't care
He just complain everyday with his butt in the chair
But got the nerve to tell me that I'm unfair
