Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Baby Mama lyrics

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[Juicy J] It's my baby mama (yeanknow) I want child support
 She get boyfriend checks, but I stay in court
 It's my baby mama (yeanknow) she be ridin' Cady
 And she always lookin' for sugar daddies
 [LaChat] It's my baby daddy (yeanknow) he be always broke
 And he aint no good nothin', but a joke
 It's my baby daddy (yeanknow) he just love to have it
 He be cheatin' on me that's why I can't stand em'

 [Verse 1: Juicy J]
 Man this freak has got me stressin' in the court I must confessin'
 Playas try to get that checkin' hoopa hickeys on yo' neckin'
 In that jail I can't be stayin' and my g's you can't be cakin'
 Child support can burn like torch when you get behind yo' payment
 Hurr they go you send em' letters then they wanna come and get cha
 Probably shoulda used a Jimmy probably shoulda neva' met her
 Why you wanna try and impress me?
 Always lyin' tryna' caress me

 [LaChat]
 All these so-called ballas want me boy I'm styled you know I'm sexy
 I'm LaChat you see I'm swole got you waitin' at a tole
 Betta' come break me off a fee keep yo' girl on yo' bankrole
 See me switchin' blowin' out kisses dudes don't know what they be missin'
 I'm the type of girl you need keep some cookin' in the kitchen
 Bake yo' biscuits up from scratch get chu' sprung off my cat
 But chu betta take care yo' kids Juvenile Court is where it's at
 Where it's at?
 Yeanknow? Cheese is missin' yean show
 And that freak you shackin' wit' she too nice I'm mean though

 [CHORUS]

 [Verse 2: DJ Paul]
 It's DJ P and brothas be out we just tryin' to be dawgs
 But it's ok aint nann hoe gon' stop the way that we walk
 We kickin' dis off in them dose' and when it's on they gon' run
 And please believe when we come we gon' come like a nut cum
 Down and dirty in these streets, rough and rugged on these freaks
 Ridin' Cady Automatic man we got to keep that heat
 Keep that heat for them streets cuz' man these streets be watchin' me
 Memphis, Tenn. kick the chains and playas gotta kick the crease
 The Vision 2 Juvenile Court is where they had yo' boy
 Monthly payments I gotta pay, but I keep comin' short
 Now that I'm payin child support and these courts got me runnin' mayn
 Spendin' nights with these otha freaks house and all my dawgs mayn
 Warrents for yo' boy arrest got me sweatin' from the stress
 Gettin' drunk and high all night bout' to drive me to that white
 Mayn if these boys want me they gon' really have to find me
 Messin' off with these scally wag hoes they so grimey

 [CHORUS]

 [Verse 3: LaChat]
 Why you playin?
 Boy yo' baby need some shoes, boy yo' baby need some clothes
 Need to try and pay yo' fees, why you out hurr playin' these hoes?
 Aint no more for me and you, but this what they gotta do
 With the seed we have concieved don't you know he's part of you?
 I don't wanna hurr yo' mess talk to me bout' givin' checks
 Put a judge up in my business what I want is what I get
 Shoulda knownd it from the jump all that talk was just a front
 Now you payin' for that lyin' see yo' ass in court next month

 [Juicy J]
 Pay you cheese I'll give you quarters I'll just wait for court to order
 Mexico is where you'll find me somewhere round' the fuckin' border
 Hangin' with the finest women, walkin' wit' a gansta limpin'
 Drinkin' on a case of DP, goody green you know we wit' it
 I done hustled worth a job and broke some back there wasn't no stoppin'
 You dun did the clubbin' hoppin' and them pills you kept on poppin'
 Now I see why you be freakin' now I know why you be geekin'
 If you wanna give me reason catch me in that playa season

 [CHORUS
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Publisher: Loud Records

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Released in: 2001

Language: English

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