Mase - Not The Kids Lyrics
[loon]Uh, uh, uh, uh, whatLets talk about itYeah, yeah, yeahMa, I told you, Im not here to fuss or fightBut I see it, all you wanna do is cuss all nightIn front of the kids, you tryin to crush my lifeCuz you know I aint the type that punch my wifeBut I see now, who you want me to beWhile knee-deep in the penile, tryin to freestyleBut I see now, people could see, that aint meWhen I bought you the e3, the crib in d.c.On gp, bought the mazda z3Bought your little brother the 52 inch tvWith a playstation to stay patientCuz right now its all about the kids situation[rashad]1 - please baby girlLets not fightIf youre really gonna be in my lifeLets work it out till we get it rightPlease baby dontPlease dont cryIf youre really gonna be in my lifeLets work it out till we get it right[huddy]All out, yo, yo, yoOne mistake in my life, this chicken head claimin she whiteJammin my phone, like damn, she wont leave me aloneKnew she was trife, the way she kept watchin my iceWatchin my step, hit it on top of the stepsKnowin she wild, no condoms, she havin my childNow that Im stuck, she keep key-scratchin my truckActin all young, doing it in front of our sonPeeped it before, but didnt want to think shes a whoreThinkin its good, *****in up her rep in the hood*****in up mine, *****in niggas two at a timeBut look at her now, harlem world crook of the townBut look at my rhyme, Im glad it didnt turn it to crimeAnd Im thinkin little huddy must have made me calmSo I bowed down prayin for my babys momImma change my ways now that my babys bornAnd imma love you anyway till the day you gone, whatRepeat 1[rashad]Now let me hear you say uhSay uh huhLet me hear you say uhSay uh huhNow let me hear you say uhSay uh huhNow let me hear you sayUh uh uh uh uh na na na na[stase]Yo, yo, yoYo, its a holiday, sippin on chardonnayIm wonderin why these cats never celebrate fathers dayYall tellin a fib, yall aint really take care yall kidsAnd yall mother*****in liar if yall say that ya didNow engaged in phrases, that tired old linesShe was messin around and the baby aint mineBut all yall, knowin yall was hittin it raw dogYou dont wanna claim that? how you explain that?A ball that yall shouldnt a got startedWhere was you when shorty turned two?Tell me what whould you do if the baby caught a fluYou aint even got a clue, if you do, tell me how to pursueBut you quick to get hyper, come mess up my cypherNo dough for no diapers, so why should I like ya?And you aint never cared beforeSo why should we care that you now see 74?Repeat 1[rashad]Whoooa, whoooa, yeahWhoooa, whoooaWe can work it outWhoooa, whoooaWhoooa, whoaaaaCan we start over again?WhoaaaYeah, yeah, yeah
