Three 6 Mafia - Baby Mama Lyrics
[chorus: juicy j + lachat][juicy j] its my baby mama (yeanknow) I want child supportShe get boyfriend checks, but I stay in courtIts my baby mama (yeanknow) she be ridin cadyAnd she always lookin for sugar daddies[lachat] its my baby daddy (yeanknow) he be always brokeAnd he aint no good nothin, but a jokeIts my baby daddy (yeanknow) he just love to have itHe be cheatin on me thats why I cant stand em[verse 1: juicy j]Man this freak has got me stressin in the court I must confessinPlayas try to get that checkin hoopa hickeys on yo neckinIn that jail I cant be stayin and my gs you cant be cakinChild support can burn like torch when you get behind yo paymentHurr they go you send em letters then they wanna come and get chaProbably shoulda used a jimmy probably shoulda neva met herWhy you wanna try and impress me?Always lyin tryna caress me[lachat]All these so-called ballas want me boy Im styled you know Im sexyIm lachat you see Im swole got you waitin at a toleBetta come break me off a fee keep yo girl on yo bankroleSee me switchin blowin out kisses dudes dont know what they be missinIm the type of girl you need keep some cookin in the kitchenBake yo biscuits up from scratch get chu sprung off my catBut chu betta take care yo kids juvenile court is where its atWhere its at?Yeanknow? cheese is missin yean showAnd that freak you shackin wit she too nice Im mean though[chorus][verse 2: dj paul]Its dj p and brothas be out we just tryin to be dawgsBut its ok aint nann hoe gon stop the way that we walkWe kickin dis off in them dose and when its on they gon runAnd please believe when we come we gon come like a nut cumDown and dirty in these streets, rough and rugged on these freaksRidin cady automatic man we got to keep that heatKeep that heat for them streets cuz man these streets be watchin meMemphis, tenn. kick the chains and playas gotta kick the creaseThe vision 2 juvenile court is where they had yo boyMonthly payments I gotta pay, but I keep comin shortNow that Im payin child support and these courts got me runnin maynSpendin nights with these otha freaks house and all my dawgs maynWarrents for yo boy arrest got me sweatin from the stressGettin drunk and high all night bout to drive me to that whiteMayn if these boys want me they gon really have to find meMessin 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 clothesNeed 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 doWith the seed we have concieved dont you know hes part of you?I dont wanna hurr yo mess talk to me bout givin checksPut a judge up in my business what I want is what I getShoulda knownd it from the jump all that talk was just a frontNow you payin for that lyin see yo ass in court next month[juicy j]Pay you cheese Ill give you quarters Ill just wait for court to orderMexico is where youll find me somewhere round the *****in borderHangin with the finest women, walkin wit a gansta limpinDrinkin on a case of dp, goody green you know we wit itI done hustled worth a job and broke some back there wasnt no stoppinYou dun did the clubbin hoppin and them pills you kept on poppinNow I see why you be freakin now I know why you be geekinIf you wanna give me reason catch me in that playa season[chorus]
