Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Single Mother, artist - Lil' Flip.
Date of issue: 18.12.2006
Song language: English
Single Mother |
Yeah-yeah-yeah, ay let’s win a Grammy with this one |
Let’s go woo-woo, this for all the single mothers out there |
Coming straight from your boy Fliperaci, the number one fly boy |
I done took y’all to the club, I done took y’all to the streets |
Fin to make you think, pay attention let’s go |
When we was kids, we wasn’t worried about the bills |
It was all about the ice cream, and rolling down hills |
Look boy meets girl, the next day he wanna kiss |
He make it to third base, but the condom wouldn’t fit |
And guess who bust in, the lil' girl’s daddy |
And you know black folks, he beat the lil' girl’s ass |
Now her stepmom mad, she like send her back |
Cause I don’t want my real daughter, growing up like that |
I tired to tell you last year, when you bought that phone |
And you don’t know what she doing, when we ain’t at home |
In these days, the kids looking older now |
So a grown man, might tap you on the shoulder now |
This about a lil' mama too, if pop was here |
I know it’s hard to raise a child, and maintain a career |
This a message, to all the single mothers in the world |
(don't be wasting all your time) |
And if a coward get you pregnant, and he don’t wanna help |
Don’t get stressed out, you can do it by yourself |
Cause you a strong woman girl, enjoy your life |
And no matter what they say, keep your head to the sky |
Now it’s eight years later, ery’body seventeen |
But everything changed, since Kim left the scene |
Now her laid back man, moving crackular |
You want a ki, you gotta meet him at the back of the store |
But guess who saw who, at the club that night |
After exchanging phone numbers, somebody started a fight |
Now ery’body running, so Kim ran with him |
That’s when she said you a playa, why you ain’t leaving with them |
That’s when he said I want you, I been waiting for you |
What you say we get a room, just me and you |
After too much liquor, one thang led into another |
But you know where he messed up, he told her he loved her |
Now it’s two months later, that nigga disappeared |
Meanwhile Kim at home, trying to wipe away her tears |
Befo' she gave it up, he use to call daily |
Another month passed by, now she going crazy |
She popping up at clubs, she even keyed his car |
That’s when she got the phone call, bitch you went too far |
Oh now you calling back, cause your car got scratched |
You said you loved me, I can’t believe I fell for that |
Damn, I shoulda known you was a pig anyway |
Look my stomach been hurting, and my friend kinda late |
Wait, I took a test at least three or four times |
But you know what cowards say, it ain’t mine |
(*talking*) |
And I know you tired, of hearing that man |
A real man take responsibility, for his seeds |
This for every single mother, whether you white or black |
It don’t matter, you know I’m saying |
Ery’body can’t be born rich, you know I’m saying |
I come from the hood, I made some’ing out of nothing |
You know I’m saying, everytime I do a concert |
It’s females in the front row, after the show |
They like sign my autograph, so I can get back home |
My kids gotta go to school, you know I’m saying |
So if you taking care of your child, by your damn self |
Keep doing your damn thang, if Fantasia can do the shit |
Anybody can do it, you dig what I’m saying |
Straight up, holla back |