 |
| Browse: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z |
 Songs
 Albums
|
|
Luniz Lunitik Muzik My Baby Mamma (Intro: Yukmouth) Stress, that's all y'all hear, I like a bag of stress (Is that right?), baby mamma's own Speak on this, uh (Chorus: Yukmouth) My baby mamma, why y'all be crazy daily Hit us up with drama, playin with babies And tryin to break your player partners Wonder why we blaze weed and steadily smokin marijuana? Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA! (Yukmouth) My baby mamma, probably been screwed by so many dudes that she's confused Keep makin moves and breakin fools and V-12's like you and I I flew in high of Endo and I.C.E. That baby's supposed to look like me Girl, youse a lie, now who's them eyes? Where did he get that big-ass hair-fro? Lookin like a baby macks hair-drum, huh Platinum, until my bread come So she can try to sue me and do me like they did my man Num, my baby mamma The typical groupie, she watch me go from squattin the hoopie, to clockin loochie and the prowl I see woman livin me coochie like, catch (catch) Go, go smoke-a-lot Rolex stretch in the crowd, grab a bitch, ey Throw up your hands if you're H-O-support Throw up your hands if you're going to court hey The life that you live is long not short hey Dig it, you catch a nigga like me smokin weed on the porch with your baby mamma (Chorus: Yukmouth) My baby mamma, why y'all be crazy daily Hit us up with drama, playin with babies And tryin to break your player partners Wonder why we blaze weed daily smokin marijuana? Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA! Your baby mamma I know she freak nasty something like a black Madonna To get me back behind my back She probably fuck my partner but you can have her player partner Yo, cause I forgot, my baby mamma (YOUR MAMMA!) (Numskull) My baby mamma, not dat, different from many same schemes To conceive a nigga baby and basically fuck up everything Bring your whole castle to ruins If you don't see your baby in my presence then I'm suing I knew you was scandalous, man-less, but I took a chance though Now every time a nigga get paid, I see your hands hoe (ice that dough) You stick the D.A. on me, and even worse than that you got my little baby daughter thinkin daddy phony But will she grow up; you tell her your faulty tales When you took my essence, I check and spent all the mail I was in jail, you told lies to my mum Scooped the next nigga and sucked him at the prom Now I'm, going to court for welfare-back payments Because I didn't keep receipts and bank statements I got the lead on ya, you only daddy's little girl because I think your daddy's sweet on ya Your baby mamma (Chorus: Yukmouth) Why y'all be crazy daily Hit us up with drama, playin with babies And tryin to break your player partners Wonder why we blaze weed and daily smokin marijuana? Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA! Your baby mamma I know she freak nasty something like a black Madonna To get me back behind my back She probably fuck my partner but you can have her player partner Yo, cause I forgot, my baby mamma (YOUR MAMMA!) (Yukmouth) Your baby mamma's they come in all shapes and sizes With little surprises in their bellies They use it to buy Christelly Chanelle jellies and ounces of smelly al-greenery, smokin out the whole scenery My baby mamma, the craziest bra since my wife At night, she the type to go sleep walkin with a knife like Jason Nikitcha, tryin to slit ya wrist and the bitch wit'cha Did ya forget its been three years since I fucked wit'cha (bitch) Quit fuckin' my high off Quit showin up at shows askin for dough fuckin my life off Listen my boss players' haters, let the playboy smoke-a-lot for nature, lace, modulate ya (hey) Tie you shoes on these down-home blues Out of all the woman I choose Your baby mamma look like boo-bleh I got some top notches I know you do to But nine times out of ten your baby mamma look like boo-boo nigga (Chorus: Yukmouth) My baby mamma, why y'all be crazy daily Hit us up with drama, playin with babies And tryin to break your player partners Wonder why we blaze weed and daily smokin marijuana? Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA! Your baby mamma I know she freak nasty something like a black Madonna To get me back behind my back She probably fuck my partner but you can have her player partner Yo, cause I forgot, my baby mamma (YOUR MAMMA!) (Outro: Yukmouth) Now who got the baby mamma's uh, uh Now sexy mamma's, mamma's, mamma's Now who go the baby mamma's dig it Hey, the classy mamma's, mamma's Hey, hey, the welfare mamma's, mamma's Hey, the section eight mamma's, mamma's Hey, hey, now who got the baby mamma's? Dig it, uh, done deal |
Videos
|
Add
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
Copyright © 2007-2009 LyricWorld.com, LoiNhac.com
© 2009 lyricworld.com, loinhac.com are two of a family of companies in the LmVN Group.