Saturday (skit) (ft. john pops witherspoon)

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Letra de Saturday (skit) (ft. john pops witherspoon)

Logic

(Knocking)

Turn that record off! Turn it down! You're too loud! Turn it down!

Reppin' G-Burg/ Take time/ Rape rhyme/ When I rape rhyme

(Pops barges in)

What the hell going on in here with all this noise?

Da- Dad what are are you doing, man? Why you just run in my room like that, man?

Turn the record down! This ain't no- I love Johnny Mathis and Nat King Cole!

Dad...

Who the hell are these people here rappin'? 2 Chainz, and Change, and two, three chains

Aw, man... c'mon...

What the hell is going with this music today?

(Chuckles) Dad, it's called hip-hop, man. It's my dream Boy, you better wake up!

See, I kn- I knew you wouldn't understand. You never understand

Why ain't you in school?

Dad, it's Saturday

Oh yeah, okay. Today is Saturday

Yeah. Yeah, it's Saturday

Alright then... Get a job !!

Get a job ?

Damn... Eat up everything in the damn refrigerator

N-N-No. Dad, this is gonna be my job, man!

Oh, boy! You just as stubborn just like your momma! Ooh! That fine momma of yours!

Dad, stop

That's the prettiest white woman I've ever seen, and I ain't seen one pretty since like that!

Dad... Dad, no... Dad... Dad, stop!

Bitch, I was a Nubian explorer. Let me tell you, your momma- Ooh! That was the finest white woman I've ever seen in my life!

Oh my god... Dad! Dad... why you always...?

Her hair blowin' in the wind! Whew! Every time I think about it I say, "Whew!" Dad- Dad, just stop! Alright? I don- Don't- I d-d- I don't wanna hear that! C'mon, man!

I know you don't wanna hear about it, cause... I get so excited about her!

Oh my god...

Those pretty blue eyes! Her hair flowin'!

You do this every day

She can cook. She can cook! Oh my goodness, she can fry some chicken! Whew!

You do thi- really? Okay... There's no stoppin' you

Where does she learn that? Those fine big ol' juicy titties!

What?! Ew- Da- Eww! Dad!

Booty! Booty! Big Bertha booty!

No! Ew! Oh, god!

Mm-Mm-Mm! Them titties all in my [?]!

Dad! No! C'mon! Oh my...

Big bang! Big bang! Big bang!

Dad..Dad! Stop man! Fo' real! If you don't stop I'mma call Child Services, alright?

You gon- You gonna call Child Services

Yeah, yeah, hum, Child Services... Yeah, you ain't gon' be laughing in jail

Go ahead!

Tsst. Oh man...

I need the silence

Oh, you think it's funny now. Look, Dad, I jus- I just wanna make music, man. I don't understand what the big problem is, why can't I-

I'mma let you. I'mma let you do your thing. Do your thing! I used to sing like The Tentation

The Temptations, yeah

I got sunshiiiiine

Oh my god... Dad...

From when you hear me sing, boy!

Oh, okay, look that was back in your day, Dad, and today is my day, and ju- I just wanna make this music, Man. C'mon! Lemme, lemme-

Alright. Look, son...

Yeah, yeah?

If you're gonna do this...

Uh-huh...

Not run the streets, causing trouble...

Alright...

And make the music

Alright...

I'll support you

Aight, damn...

Right?

Yeah- Yeah

What's your momma's phone number?

What? He- Hey...

[?] for me and that pretty white woman

Dad, stop!

Whew... whew!

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