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letra de uomi - florezbaby

intro:
hyboi in this b-tch
sup homie

skit:
stewie: hey, it’s me. knock, knock. so, uh you got, uh, you got my money?
brian: huh? oh yeah, i’ll pay you soon
stewie: yeah, well, um here’s a suggestion. um, have the money by tomorrow and there won’t be any problems
brian: huh?
stewie: yeah, 24 hours
brian: why, what-what happens in 24 hours?
stewie: huh? i dunno, i’m not psychic, man. i’m just saying it would probably be better for everybody if you had the money tomorrow
brian: uh, yeah, alright, i’ll see what i can do
stewie: sweet, sweet, great. uh, how’s everything else going?
brian: good
stewie: alright, alright. see you later. don’t forget! nah, you’re not gonna forget
brian: [coming out of shower, opens door] stewie? yh, hey
stewie: hey there. so, uh, it’s been 24 hours. got my money?
brian: ah… you know what, just give me till next friday, i’ll have it for you
stewie: oh. oh, that’s funny. i could’ve sworn i said have it today
brian: yeah, i don’t have it, sorry
stewie: oh, well, alright then. [drinks orange juice] mmm, that’s good o.j. [smashes gl-ss on brian’s head]
brian: aaargh! aaarghh!!
stewie: yeah, that hurt?
brian: aargh!
stewie: that hurt?
brian: what the h-ll?! [continues yelling]
stewie: yeah, that don’t feel so good, does it? no, huh? [punches brian] yeah, that’s what happens, man!
brian: oh, my god!
stewie: yeah, that’s what happens. [punches brian again] where’s my money?! you gonna give me my money? where’s my money, man?! [brian coughs up blood, stewie gets towel rack, continuously hits him with it] where’s the money, man?! yeah, you like that?! that feel good?! [holds his head in toilet water, brian starts screaming more and stewie takes him out of the toilet] where’s the money, man?! where’s my money?! you got till five o’clock. you hear me?! you got till 5 o’clock!
brian: you freakin’ psychopath!
stewie: yeah, clean yourself up
brian: [incognito] mornin’
stewie: good day to you, sir. wait a minute! what the h-ll?!
brian: oh-h-h-h– [stewie pushes down the stairs] aaargh! oh-ow-ow-ugh! ohh… [stewie hits his head with golf club] argh!
stewie: getting real tired of you duckin’ me, man!
brian: oh, my god!
stewie: yeah, gettin’ really tired. huh?
brian: ogh! arg-argh!
stewie: where’s my money?! where’s my money?! yeah, you got money to pay for fake mustaches, huh? yeah, huh? how much did you pay for that fake moustache?
brian: $2.99. [stewie shoots his left knee] aaargh!! ow! oh! oh..! listen, you just gotta give me more ti…[stewie shoots his right knee] aaargh!
stewie: don’t make a fool out of me, man. don’t make a fool out of me. i want my money. i want my money, man!
brian: listen, stewie, this is crazy, you’re…oh, my god! [stewie shoots his flamethrower at him] aaarrrgghhh! aaagghh-aghh..! [the flames extinguish itself] all right, let’s go the bank

verse:
i just wanna my money, hand over what you
owe me and no one gets hurt, i ain’t playing finna
go stewie , i don’t play with my mother f-cking
money so hand me what you f-cking owe me, and
no will get hurt in this b-tch, if you don’t wanna any
f-cking problems hand me what you f-cking owe
me, cause i don’t play with my mother f-cking money

- florezbaby

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