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Baby Momma Lyrics

"Baby Momma" was written by Jeremy Varnard Allen;torence Hatch.
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This one here for them, baby mommas
Who make baby, daddies don't even want no baby, daddy
Feel this nigga, Lil Boosie, check dis out

Baby momma, baby momma, I'm tired of you
I'm to the point where I wanna fire you
You play the games that a child will do
When you need to do the things that a mama do

Baby momma, baby momma, you stressin' me
(You stressin' me girl)
'Cause I ain't rich, you think less of me
(You think less of me)

And we ain't gotta take the test to see
You need to change yo ways so you can see the best of me
Baby momma, baby momma, you lied to me
(You lied)

A good man I tried to be
(I tried)
You do me wrong even the blind can see
That's why I got another woman on the side of me
And she gon' love me better
(Yeah)

Fuck me better warm me up up in the coldest weather
She 'bout whatever you heard me
Baby momma, baby momma, I trusted you
It was so good I left it in when I made love to you

I'm askin' why you cryin' girl?
Why you be lyin' girl?
Why you won't shine girl?
On the stretch you know it's mine girl

I'm askin' why you have a baby?
Just to drive me crazy?
Why you be actin' shady?
When you posed to be my lady

Baby momma' baby momma
Thought you love me hoe?
(Thought you love me hoe)
But you won't put a child on child support

And you don't even want my child to know
That it ain't daddy, it's his mama who wildin' tho
Baby momma, baby momma, you jealous of me
You don't even want the fellas with me
(My niggaz)

And you keep on telling me
To slow my role but behind you, I'm catchin' felonies
Baby momma, baby momma
Where the love done went?
(Where the love done went)

Don't wanna leave you 'cause I love ya scent
(Ya smell)
The names I call you ain't really meant
But I'm tired of all these fightin's and arguments

Besides we grown not no mo teenagers
So you can stop playin' them games tryin' to check my pager
You need to get ya mind right if not I'll see you later
You posed to take my side but you listen to the hatas
(Damn)

I'm askin, why you cryin' girl?
Why you be lyin' girl?
Why you won't shine girl?
On the stretch you know it's mine girl

I'm askin' why you have a baby?
Just to drive me crazy?
Why you be actin' shady?
When you posed to be my lady

Baby momma, baby momma, you hurted me
Me and you know you deserted me
(Why?)
I ain't gon' lie feel like you murdered me
'Cause you the only girl who ever hold work for me

Baby momma, baby momma, you a possum now
(You sneaky)
I heard you ridin' through the bottom now
(For what)
I'm tryin' to get back on my team

'Cause you heard I had a major
Plug on prementhazime bitch please
Baby momma, look what I did for you
(Look what I did)

I took you places that you never knew
(You ain't even know that)
I bought you any kind of tennis shoe
If I thought I wouldn't gon' make it, I'll finish you
(Blaw)

Baby momma, you missin' me
(I know that)
I know you miss how you was kissin' me
(Fa sho)
It's sad to say that you a friend of me
But just remember can't nobody lay that dick like me

I'm askin' why you cryin' girl?
Why you be lyin' girl?
Why you won't shine girl?
On the stretch you know it's mine girl

I'm askin' why you have a baby?
Just to drive me crazy?
Why you be actin' shady?
When you posed to be my lady
I'm askin'

Yeah, this for them, baby momma's
Who put a nigga on child support
But just don't know they'll get more without child support
You know what I'm sayin' and that gotta stop

You know what I'm sayin'
It ain't that Imma try to make it, I'mma put it on yo head
Y'all hoes wrong for that shit man, let a nigga live ya heard me
You can't stop me that's how it is now

Baby momma, I done blew up now
Got a hoe, she some true love now
(She grown)

And I heard you gotta new thug now
And you goin' through some mo shit
(Mo shit)
I'm out this bitch

Songwriters
Jeremy Varnard Allen;Torence Hatch

Published by
MOUSE ON THA TRACK LLC;TRILL PRODUCTIONS;WB MUSIC CORP.;BOOSIE BAD AZZ PUBLISHING LLC

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