Cheating Accusation

You get your butt over there and sit down.

When I get through talking to him, then I'm gonna deal with you.

Sit your butt down, Patrice.

Right now.

Hello.

Hello?

Who is this?

Who is this?

I'm looking for K Miller.

Who is K Miller?

This is K Miller.

Let me tell you something, man.

This one Perkins already know I've been finding out from people that you've been coming by my house when I'm gone.

And you've been over here with my wife, Patrice.

So let's get it all out here in the open.

I'm looking for you.

You hear me?

Hey man, I don't even know who you are, man.

Sit your butt down, Patrice!

Sit it down.

K Miller, when I find out where you at when I get my hands on your ass, it's gonna be over with.

Handle it.

You know, I don't appreciate no lightweight cupcake ass nigga calling me, accusing me of doing something I ain't done yet.

But I will do it.

No, you ain't look, don't start this here today, dog.

I ain't got enough in me right now to hold this pressure.

Now I'm looking for your ass, and when I find you, dog, this ain't gonna be good twin me and you.

Now you don't got enough because you ain't fucking your girl right.

That's why you calling me, accusing me of fucking your bitch.

But you know, I might as well bow down fuck her because it sounds like you ain't doing what you supposed to be doing.

Hey, dog, don't sit here and say nothing stupid to me like this here, dog.

Matter of fact, we can just meet right now and get all this over.

Sit your butt down, Patrice.

Don't move till I'm through with it.

Now, Mr.

K Miller.

Let me tell you something, man.

Won't we just meet up and get this over with?

So we can we can do that.

We can go ahead and meet up, and when you meet with me, make sure you put your lip down and work your jelly, cause I got something for you.

Make sure I do what?

Put your lick down and work your jelly, cause I got something for you.

You ain't gonna talk to me crazy, dog.

Hey man, look here.

You know, you don't know who the fuck you dealing with.

Yeah, this is Kay Miller, and you got the right phone number, but look here, you can't call my number acting any kind of goddamn way.

Now I know who the fuck you are, but you don't need to be fucking with me.

All I'm telling you is I'm looking for you.

And they already gave me the description.

You 6'2, you drive a black Chrysler, and I already know when I see you, it ain't gonna be good between me and you, man.

Bitch, I don't drive no goddamn Chrysler.

You you don't drive no Chrysler 300?

Hell no, bitch ass nigga, I don't drive no goddamn Chrysler.

Okay, what you drive.

Nothing your goddamn business when I'm gonna kick your motherfucking ass.

You don't drive no Chrysler Black 300.

Nah, my brother drive a goddamn Chrysler.

Where your brother at right now, that's what I need to know.

Don't worry about what my brother, where are you right now?

That's what I need to know.

You know who are you right now?

You ain't you calling my goddamn house, fucking fucking trying to mess with my goddamn brother and shit.

My brother finna goddamn get married.

You call him here accusing him of some shit.

I know the nigga ain't been doing nothing.

So your brother finna get.

Get married, but he's still going over to my house messing with my sit your ass down, Patrice.

You ain't doing what you're supposed to be doing.

If he is laying the pipe, he laying it right, and your woman's getting it delight.

Look, I ain't got time for your little nursery rhymes now.

Look, ain't you K Miller?

Yeah, I'm K Miller, but my brother's Miller.

Your brother named Miller.

Yeah.

What's your name?

My name is Cleanish Miller.

Both of y'all is K Miller's?

Yeah.

Okay, but your brother is the one that dried the black three hundred Chrysler?

Goddamn right.

I'ma whoop his ass as soon as I see him.

What do I do?

You ain't gonna do a goddamn thing to my brother, because like I told you earlier, you're a lightweight cupcake ass nigga.

And if my brother is fucking your goddamn bitch, he doing what he's supposed to be doing, because you ain't obviously laying the goddamn pipe right.

And I don't appreciate you calling my goddamn house, threatening me, and then trying to threaten my goddamn brother, bitch ass nigga.

I'ma whoop you and your brother's ass if I got to.

It don't even make no difference to me.

It don't make no difference to me how I go down.

Whether I run in the cave, Kennedy Miller, Kevin Miller, damn it, Carla Miller.

It don't make me no difference.

I'm whooping a Miller's ass sooner or later.

You ain't doing a goddamn thing.

I want you to come by this motherfucker right now.

You hiding behind the goddamn phone because you weak.

You're weak, punk ass, low-down sorry ass nigga.

Come on over to this motherfucker right now, and me and my goddamn brother gonna whoop your rightweight cupcake out.

I will meet you on the corner of Frankfurt and Kelly right now at the service station.

Yeah, you go ahead and do that, nigga.

I got something for you.

I'm through here and all this you talking about.

All I want to know is how long it's gonna take for you to get to the service station.

That's all I want to know from you.

What, bitch?

All I want to know is how long it's gonna take for you to get to the service station on Frankfurt and Kelly.

How long is it?

Well, come on then.

I'm I'm on my way to you.

Oh okay.

Well I'm a whoop your hands and then when I find out who your brother is.

Look, I got something for your bitch ass.

Come on, wait on goddamn shit.

Okay, cool.

Let me tell you one more thing before you get there.

You gotta tell me that you ain't already told me.

That's his nephew timing from the Steve Harvey morning show.

You just got pranked.

Man, yo, we're gonna get your goddamn ass shot.

I told me doing some goddamn shit like this here.

Shit.

Motherfucker, I'm in doing going through a goddamn divorce on a hair.

My goddamn blood pressure up.

That's gonna put me some goddamn cholesterol medication.

I ain't feeling good.

I'm I'm trying to fit my pet on the phone, and you crank calling a motherfucker this time of goddamn day.

Yeah, what kind of shit is this?

And you're lucky Kevin Singh can answer the goddamn phone.

Who up?

Kevin Who?

Shit, Kevin Sr.

Oh, that's your daddy?

Yeah.

Oh, here K Miller too.

Yeah, he Katie Miller too.

He would have got your goddamn ass.

Shit, you know.

Shit, you wouldn't need a goddamn bulletproof vest coming down that motherfucker.

K Miller, look.

What is the baddest radio show in the land?

The Steve Harvey morning show.