The Bastard Bunch

While walking home from the Wagner's on Claiborne last night I started humming this tune. Something must have been up because I never saw so many daddys totting kids at the Wagner's.

Brady Bunch Revised Lyrics

Here's a story of a pissed off lady
Who was bringing up three nasty little hoe's
All of them had teeth of gold, like their mother,
The youngest one in human hair extension curls.

Here's the story, of a man named Shady,
Who got busy makin six boys of his own.
They were seven men, living all together,
Yet dad was rarely home.

Till the one day when Shady met this hoe,
And the bitches in the hood knew that it was more than just a lunch.
That this group would somehow form another family.
That's the way we became The Bastard Bunch.