Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Baby Mama Drama, artist - Grand Puba. Album song Understand This, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.11.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: E1
Song language: English
Baby Mama Drama |
Yeah… uh…yeah…uh |
Grand Puba… yeah…uh |
Let’s talk about it, huh |
If ya have a kid with a chick then I hope that chu' love her |
There’s no stress like Baby Mother |
Some of these girls use a baby to get back at a brother |
Cause it ain’t the same as it was |
Some cats bounce, leave the chick to play the daddy and mother |
It’s all about the kid and not her |
If you and her don’t work out then you still gotta handle your’s nigga |
So handle your business nigga |
She got chu' for everything |
The crib and the whip and the bling, ka-ching |
Now if ya ain’t feelin' shorty like that |
Then you better put it on, put it on, put it on, put it on |
And shorty if ya feel the same back |
Then you better tell dude put it on, put it on, put it on, put it on |
There be a whole lot of seeds made from Hennessey and trees |
Once you raw dog hit it |
The ya ass done committed |
Cause ya dick is thinkin' |
Too many trees, too much drinkin' |
A one time resentment got you a lifetime commitment |
You hate her now |
You tell her get rid of that shit |
But she had three abortions already so she’s keepin' it |
Now ya got drama with ya soon to be baby mama |
Nine months of pregnancy |
No hair no seed |
It takes two to play |
Connect that seed with that ay |
So ya better strap it on if ya goin' all the way |
Best night of ya life could be the worst of ya days |
She’ll have you unjust rappers talkin' bout chu' got to pay |
Now it’s mommie’s baby, daddy’s maybe |
If it go like it supposed to then the shit go great |
You know what’s up, if in doubt, do without |
Or get that funny feelin' when ya ass is pullin' out |
Like, what I just did |
I hope I ain’t make no kids |
Every week you callin' (Yo you get cho' period?) |
Some cats handle they biz some leave mothers stuck |
Seed growin' up not knowin' who they daddy is |
Misguided, undivided, tryin' hard to find it |
Only seein' life one-sided |
Come on do you |
But if you got a seed make sure you do em' to |
The same fuckin' way that chu' would do you |
That’s what’s up, some more hood drama |
And the baby daddy frontin' and it just be baby mama |
A little bit of something |
Is better than a whole lot of nothin' |
Cause nothin' from nothin' leave ya nothin' |
So tell me why oh why |
Why did I hit that straight up |
I hate them chicks who threatin' niggas with that court shit |
That support shit, knowin' a nigga bought shit |
You don’t want her so she really on some sore sport shit |
It ain’t about that seed no more, it’s all about what she can get |
But that’s that bullshit but that’s how some of em' do |
There’s only gonna be more drama if ya find somebody new |
Now she hatin' you, ya ass is really due |
If this new chick that chu' got is lookin' better than she do |
Cats be flippin' too, soon as she find somebody new |
They be loungin' in the crib, you be like who the fuck is you |