Baby Mama lyrics

Artist  : Three 6 Mafia 
Song : Baby Mama



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 [chorus: juicy j + lachat]
[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 ain’t 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 ain’t 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’ as*
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 f**kin’ 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]