Mr. Richards

Next message received at 10:24 p.m. Yeah, uh, good afternoon This is Mr. Richards, uh, uh I'm tryna reach T-Timbaland, uh, uh Timba-Timba Uh, you had my daughter all motherfucking night And I don't know, and I don't want my motherfucking daughter I don't know goddamn Timbaland, and no trees, and no- I don't-, not like that I know you do, you love music, dancing on your videos and stuff But if I have to catch at my motherfucking house with my daughter I'm gon' do something to you I'm gon' break all to pieces goddamn tree I want your motherfucking ass, you heard me? Stephanie is a good girl, she goes to church And she belonged to the usher boy And you won't fuck her life up, bye