Atmosphere Trailer Park Chicken Lyrics

Trailer Park Chicken Lyrics

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

 hostage 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 keg

 Fix the antenna, act your age and spread your legs

 It's my castle

 white trash 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.