I'm Not Your Dad (skit) Songtext

All right, babe, I'm going to the store
Keep an eye on Richie for me

All right, homie, look, check it out
I know this is your mom's house, but this is my fucking house, homie
And don't be asking me for shit, huh
I don't even know you like that
I'm not your dad
Don't forget that shit
Now go to your room, go read a fucking book or something