Hey, bitches I'm back to start this party
(How can you be back? Aren't you still in the army?)
No, you stupid slut
I'm out and I'm free
(Well okay, calm down. You don't have to curse at me)

And now that I'm out
And everything is nice and breezy
I can hang out with my G's
And throw around a little frisbee
Yeah, we play the frisbees
Are you too good, good for that?
It's actually pretty fun
Once you get the hang of it

I'm a party animal
I'm a party beast
Now bitch, get me something
Off of my wish list
Now I'm heading my mic
To the man from the south
Everyone put your lips together
For side mouth

[Side Mouth]
You bitches don't know me
You don't know my game
I've got the bitches
The riches
The coke and the fame
All day and all night
I got full access to boobies
I also race cars
With my boy Frankie Muniz
(Original version)
Wait, you really hang out with Frank Muniz?
(Uh, yeah, yeah sometimes)
Isn't he like 32 by now?
(He's still a nice guy. I don't get what that has to do with anything.)
I just think it's a little weird
(Why?)
I don't know, you're a mouth and everything
(Whatever. Haters gonna' hate, you know? Fucking hater.)

(Birthday Album Pt. 1 version)
Wow, you still see him?
(Yeah, we still hang!)
I heard he's not doing so well
(He's been alri-don't make fun of that)
I won't, I won't, I have the utmost respect for Malcolm In The Mid-
(Stop.)