Yeah, this one right here goes out
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To all the baby's mamas' mamas
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Mamas, mamas, baby mamas' mamas
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Yeah, go like this
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times
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My baby's drama mama don't like me
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She be doin' things like havin' them boys
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Come from her neighborhood to the studio, tryna fight me
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She needs to get a piece of the American pie and take her bite out
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That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
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And let her know her grandchild is a baby and not a pay check
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Private school, daycare, shit, medical bills—I pay that
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I love your mom and everything
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But see, I ain't the only one who laid down
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She wanna rib you up to start a custody war
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My lawyers stay down
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She never got a chance to hear my side of the story
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We was divided
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She had fish fries, cookouts for my child's birthday, I ain't invited
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Despite it I show her the utmost respect when I fall through
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All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times
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Me and your daughter got a special thang goin' on
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You say it's puppy love; |
we say it's full-grown (Arroof)
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Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever
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You can plan a pretty picnic but you can't predict the weather
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Ms. Jackson
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Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin', find
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The quickest muzzle, throw it on my mouth and I'll decline
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King meets queen, then the puppy love thing
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Together dream 'bout that crib with the Goodyear swing
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On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever
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Forever, forever ever? |
Forever, ever?
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Forever never seems that long until you're grown
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And notice that the day-by-day ruler can't be too wrong
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Ms. Jackson, my intentions were good, I wish I could
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Become a magician to abracadabra all the sadder
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Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he
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Asking what happened to the feeling that her and me had
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I pray so much about it, need some knee pads
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It happened for a reason, one can't be mad
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So know this, know that everything's cool
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And yes, I will be present on the first day of school and graduation
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times
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"Look at the way he treats me"
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Shit, look at the way you treat me
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You see, your little nosy-ass homegirls
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Done got your ass sent up the creek, G
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Without a paddle, you left to straddle and ride this thing on out
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Now you and your girl ain't speakin' no more
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'Cause my dick all in her mouth
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Know what I'm talkin' about?
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Jealousy, infidelity, envy, cheating, beating
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In the year 2G, they be the same thing
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So who you placin' the blame on?
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You keep on singin' the same song; |
let bygones be bygones
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And you can go on and get the hell on, you and your mama
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times
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I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
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Never meant to make your daughter cry
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I apologize a trillion times |