Let's tie that bitch up and throw her ass in the trunk
Then let's choke her 'til the oxygen stops flowin' through her lungs
For everything that you've done, I'mma kidnap all your sons
And make 'em watch you fuckin' beg for your life, now isn't that fun?
You a bitch with bad intentions, I hope you burn in hell
"Help, oh my God, help, somebody please help!"
Shut the fuck up, stop screaming, nobody can hear you yell (shut up)
We in the middle of nowhere, bitch, I'm surprised you couldn't tell
Ho, open up your mouth, I'mma cut out your tongue, bitch
Then break both your fuckin' knees and make you suck your son's dick
'Til he cums down your throat, then make you fuckin' tongue kiss
Yeah, I'm having fun, are you having fun, bitch?
Maybe next time, in your next life, you'll be a little nicer
I pretended to get along with you, I never really liked you
Hey baby, can you get me some gasoline and a lighter?
Maybe a couple matches, I'mma set this bitch on fire
Oh, and something to drink too, babe, I'm thirsty
And maybe a bag of Cheetos and maybe some beef jerky
Okay, look bitch, here's what the fuck's about to happen
I'mma turn the TV on and force you to watch the Kardashians
Since you think that you sexy and feel like you the classiest
Bitch, you a fuckin' pig, I swear to God you the nastiest
You're hella insecure and you're takin' it out on others
You're a shitty fuckin' person and suck at being a mother
I'm glad you ain't my mom, it'd be impossible to love ya
I'm guessin' when growin' up neither of your parents hugged ya
I know you're probably wondering, why the fuck am I here?
And why the fuck is he torturing me while strapped in a chair?
And where did he get those scissors and why is he cutting my hair?
You cheated on all your husbands and had too many affairs
You tore our family apart and you don't even seem to care
You get off just at the thought of making good people sad
So I'mma cut off your limbs and put that shit in a bag
And go to the post office and mail that shit to your dad
So he can reminisce on all the good times that you had
Oh look, my girl's back from the store with the gasoline
We gon' burn this place down and then we gonna leave
This is exactly how I pictured it in every dream
Except for the part where you got in the ring with Mr. T
And I was fuckin' Rihanna and Madonna in a threesome
Whatever, fuck that, all that shit's beside the point
Let's put an end to this shit, I'm sick of hearing your voice
Oh my God, oh my God, you fuckin' spit in my face
I'mma light a match and drop it
Fuck you I'm leavin' this place, bitch
Tell me why, stupid bitch
Tell me why are there tears in your eyes?
In your, in your eyes
In your, in your
Tell me why, stupid bitch
Tell me why are there tears in your eyes?
In your, in your eyes
In your, in your eyes