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[RayWJ]
I don’t know if you’re aware but your kids suck @ss
If you need someone to whip ‘em then, ha… just ask ’cause
They ain’t as perfect as you say they is.
They ain’t perfect at all.
You’re raising Bebe’s kids.
I’m sorry. I don’t know you.
I don’t mean to get pissy but you need to discipline your bratty kids, you hippy.
Like c’mere you little jerk.
Taste the back of my palm!

[Baby]
But you ain’t my daddy!
[RayWJ]
Nah! But I’m doing your mom!

Now I know you think they’re angels, but they’re driving me insane.
I’ll punch a baby in the face just for cryin’ on a plane.
Cause I don’t mess around.
You need to control ‘em or I’ll lose it.

[Baby]
But I made you a drawing.
[RayWJ]
Shut the fuc^ up, kid. That’s stupid.

Now Imma get my truck.
Imma load all my boys in back.
Imma find out where you live and break all your toys in half.
And I know it ain’t your birthday,
but when nobody’s lookin’ Imma give you a little present.

[Baby]
What?
[RayWJ]
An @ss-whoopin’!!

[Nice Peter]
Please may I whip your kids. Whip your kids.
Please may I whip your kids. Whip your kids.
Please may I whip your kids. I wanna whip your kids.
Please let me whip your kids.
Please I wanna whip your kids.
I whip your kids.
Please
I whip your kids.
I wanna whip your kids.

[RayWJ]
I never ever thought I’d say a kid deserved to get hit but it’s obvious time-out ain’t working for sh^t!
Yeah, I’ve seen your parenting style. It ain’t all that.
You gotta hit the little brat with a whiffle ball bat.
‘Cause this is obviously more than just a youthful rebellion.
You gotta belt the little hellions with a belt when they’re yellin’
Cause you don’t want me to do it cause I’ll paint their little brains all over the wall when I spank ‘em with a chainsaw.
And why are they acting wild and loose?
If they deserve the @ss-whoopin’, it ain’t child abuse.
When I’m tryin’ to buy groceries, and they’re muckin’ up my style.
They’re like drunkin’ little midgets runnin’ up and down the aisle.
Touching everything in sight, and geez for Christ’s sake
I think one of ‘em just stuck his little p@n^s in my cake.
And now Imma have to put it back and get a new one. And it bugs me.

[Baby]
But mommy says I’m beautiful.
[RayWJ]
Shut the f@ck up kid you’re ugly!

[Nice Peter]
Please may I whip your kids. Whip your kids.
Please may I whip your kids. Whip your kids.
Please may I whip your kids. I wanna whip your kids.
Please let me whip your kids.
Please I wanna whip your kids.
Please let me whip your kids.
I whip your kids.
Please
I whip your kids.
I wanna whip your kids.
Please let me whip your children.
Please let me whip your kids.
I can’t stand kids misbehaving, running around and disobeying.
All they need is a kick in the pants.
A punt in the butt.
A lesson that will finally shut ‘em up!
Please let me whip your children.
Please let me whip your kids.

[Nice Peter]
Please may I whip your kids. Whip your kids.
Please may I whip your kids. Whip your kids.
I gotta whip!
I gotta whip!
Get em out of the way.
Please may I whip your kids. I wanna whip your kids.
Please let me whip your kids.
Please I wanna whip your kids.
Please let me whip your kids.
I whip your kids.
Please
I whip your kids.
I wanna whip your kids.

[RayWJ]
Oh, come on people, it’s a joke.
We would never hit anyone’s kid, come on!
I love kids!
Come here and give me a hug you little rugrats!
Hey, what, what the, what?
[Kids]
(whip Ray’s @ss)

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