Tonalité : F# minor•
Verse 1
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[Violent J]
F#m
Bitch back up cause your
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dimmin' my shine
You got nine kids, only two of them mine
I get you cigarettes, weed,
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pampers, and similac
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Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that
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Your shit loop like a bowl of soup
And every time I'm with you,
I'm smelling nothing but baby poop
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You got WIC food stamps, and ADC
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F#m
Why you still fucking with me,
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you dirty scoundrel
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And I'ma murder any
friend of the court
Throw a bomb in they office on
the way to the airport
Then blast off,
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catch a flight to another life
Five baby mommas every
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one of them trife? hoes
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They won't stifle,
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always wanna fight and for what
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Get the rifle one to her butt, POP!
I won't have it,
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bitches won't fly straight
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And I got two more bitches
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callin' sayin' they late
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Baby momma blues
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[Chorus] Deadbeat moms are chasing
Verse 2
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me
ain't no one on my side
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Am
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I'm packin all my shit up and
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E#
I'm taking off tonight
Bitch leave me alone
Verse 3
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[Esham]
F#m
Fuck my baby momma,
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with that baby drama
Callin' me while I'm in the Bahamas
with Lana and Donna
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Two freaks that I met with the
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hummer from last summer
Anyway bitch,
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how'd you get my new number
Fuck my baby momma,
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she need a new weed?
That bitch did something
that I couldn't believe
She called up a priest,
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she called the police
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And then called a lawyer and
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took half of my piece
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Fuck my baby momma,
I can't see it like Stevie Wonder
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All I know is when it rains it thunders
My baby momma took me under
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Fuck my baby momma,
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and my thirty kids
Don't tell me bout shit
that none of them did
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To all you deadbeat moms,
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who be bringin' the drama
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Fuck you in front of the court,
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and fuck my baby momma
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[Chorus] Deadbeat moms are chasing
Verse 4
me
ain't no one on my side
E#
Am
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E#
I'm packin all my shit up and I'm
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taking off tonight
Verse 5
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[Shaggy 2 Dope] I got the baby
momma blues
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from in my shoes
You don't love them kids,
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you only keep them to use
You breathe fire,
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all your baby daddies are rappers
How that happen?
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You got me plottin' a kidnapping
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Baby momma, baby momma,
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baby momma, fuck off!
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All I know, you shoulda just jacked me off
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He looks like me, bitch,
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he looks just like you
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Damn, just a piece of
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neden ?
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Bitch, I bought you a trailer,
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it wasn't enough
You met some punk and he stole your stuff
You wrecked your car
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they cut off your phone
Baby mommas blowin me up
AIN'T NOBODY HOME!
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How much money, just for three kids
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I got three other hoes
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layin' down they bids
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Don't think I won't choke
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out all 4 of they faces
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I got baby mommas in phe
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nomenal places
Verse 6
[Chorus]
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Deadbeat moms are chasing me
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F#m
ain't no one on my side
Am
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I'm packin all my shit up and
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E#
I'm taking off tonight
Verse 7
Leave me alone
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[Esham]
There you have it, man
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These hoes done lost they minds, man
E#
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These hoes keep tryin' to hit
a brother with charges
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So I just keep on hittin'
them with gauges
You know what I'm sayin'?
These hoes can just jump
up off me man
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I don't give a fuck what the DMA say,
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you hear what I'm sayin?
Fuck what the DMA say
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I just had another one man
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Yeah, it's tryna get me
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I don't know man
I don't know what they gone do
But if they break up out this.
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