| 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 |