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"Baby Moms"

Oschino my baby poppa and he don't be given me no money
And and all that I hear that
You no what I got to say about that shit
What you say
I told don't abortion automatic
But she went on her own everyway and still had it
Now she mad cause I don't have it
It was a boy should be bringing me joy but I can't stand it
She said it at his eyes they look like mine
I said so what four twenties look like fives
And they don't drive nothing alike get off my pipe
Me and that boy right dere don't look nothing alke
Whateva whateva take me to court but you and ya son will neva eva get in my porsche
You will neva enter my house or sit on my couch
More money more problems that's it's about
When I was broke you anit say it was mine you said it was rob's now you back saying it's mine
Make up ya mind bitch who is the dad, is it the boy with da benz or tha boy with da jag
If DNA was to prove he mine what would I say to tha boy now he almost five
Should I tell him bout his mom or just let ride? should I even help tha youngin survive?
Same girl said she don't need no help
Fuck me she gone raise him all by herself
Trust me she just mad cause I love my daughter and I anit have to go to court to be my daughter surpporter
I blame myself for being young and dumb I never knew she would use her son to get a sum
I was chasing a nutt, she was chasing a dollar, now being chased to court for me to prowler
Girls got game wanna keep it a scecret, ulterior motives and a nigga don't peep it, tell her you don't want it and
Tha bitches will keep it dats why you gotta watch who you sleep with, you see maury povich the bitches will lie
Say you tha pop when you not then tha bitches will cry
My mom warned me, O you betta watch dem ladies cause it's mommies babies, daddies maybe
And she don't love you she just love ya mercedes, these bitches all out for tha gravy
Tha moral of the story nigga watch where you nutt. cause dat one nutt can cost you a millions a bucks
So strap you condom, jimmie whateva you call it
Dey want something in dey stomach when dey think that you ballin so they can get that few thousand a month
So they can get that lil gucci guala stunt. dey anit worried bout tha baby at all
It chanel, louie, vicky wen dey go hit mall, but it's oschino baby so you ain't gettin a dime, I'd rather go to jail with mine.

[Thanks to keyisha for these lyrics]

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