| Yayea
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| Eyo I got a special kinda baby mama (Uh huh)
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| We don’t go through too much drama
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| We always try to solve our problems
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| Even though she like to argue and sometimes I don’t want to
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| Damn, everyday it be always something
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| I know she only mad 'cause her stinkin' ass love me
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| And little Noble Justice ass look just like me
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| Even when she fight me, she really wanna kiss me
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| Even when she despise me, her ass really miss me (I miss you too)
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| I ain’t lyin I b missin' her too
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| You had a good baby mama you’ll be missin' her too (Uh huh)
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| It ain’t a thang you can say about hr (Nah)
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| It ain’t a day without her
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| Forever we bonded! |
| (Ugh!)
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| I’m your baby mama
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| Even though we might argue to death
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| Girl you know I still love you to death
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| The one who truly loves ya
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| My baby mama
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| Ain’t gonna be put down
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| Even though we might fuss and fight
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| Best believe we gon thug tonight
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| Then I wanna come around
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| My baby mama
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| me out
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| Even though I know I drive her crazy
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| Yeah, yeah
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| She happy that she had my baby
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| My baby mama
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| We both mad til I broke the ice
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| We both laugh 'cause we bonded for life
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| She said I’m gettin' on her last nerve
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| Attitude can outlast hers
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| And you can guess who get the last word (Ugh)
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| I let her get that!
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| My son know who daddy is
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| I can remember when we ain’t even have a kid
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| And that’s a terrible thought
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| Some cats run from responsibilities caught by the courts
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| But you judged by the court of of the lord
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| She ain’t got a father to hug
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| And you ain’t got a daughter call
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| If your baby mama your wife
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| Or you got visitation rights
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| You need to make it right
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| It ain’t ya life, dog it’s the child involved
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| Get along no matter what
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| That’s gon' be yo baby moms
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| If another nigga fuck her, you will not trust her
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| But you still gotta love her, your first baby mother
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| I ain’t break a roof I’ma state the truth
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| Eyday it fruits, but we makin' it through
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| I’m your baby mama
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| Even though we might argue to death
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| Girl you know I still love you to death
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| The one who truly loves ya
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| My baby mama
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| Ain’t gonna be put down
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| Even though we might fuss and fight
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| Best believe we gon thug tonight
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| Then I wanna come around
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| My baby mama
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| me out
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| Even though I know I drive her crazy
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| Yeah, yeah
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| She happy that she had my baby
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| My baby mama
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| We both mad til I broke the ice
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| We both laugh 'cause we bonded for life
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| I might stay out late
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| I’m stackin' all the money I make
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| While them other bitches keepin' it fake
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| You was keepin' it real with a young soldier out on the field
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| Plus I understand the way that you feel
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| You fuckin' with me, while them other bitches nothin' to me
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| I knew that you was comin' with me
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| It was no surprise when I met you and I looked in your eyes
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| You stopped fuckin' with them other guys
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| It used to be some creep shit
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| 'Til we got into some deep shit
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| Said I got her pregnant, said that she was keepin' it
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| I had her sprung, little mama was young
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| Never thought that this time would come
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| Now you the one, stickin' it out with or without
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| Through the bullshit, workin' it out
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| You be workin' your mouth
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| But you get the benefit of the doubt
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| Any other bitch I’m kickin' her out
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| For my baby mama
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| I’m your baby mama
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| Even though we might argue to death
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| Girl you know I still love you to death
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| The one who truly loves ya
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| My baby mama
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| Ain’t gonna be put down
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| Even though we might fuss and fight
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| Best believe we gon thug tonight
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| Then I wanna come around
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| My baby mama
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| me out
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| Even though I know I drive her crazy
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| Yeah, yeah
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| She happy that she had my baby
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| My baby mama
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| We both mad til I broke the ice
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| We both laugh 'cause we bonded for life
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| My baby mama
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| I’m your baby mama
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| Yo this dedicated to baby mamas around the world
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| The one who truly loves ya
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| You niggas take care of your baby mamas
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| Ain’t gonna be put down
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| You ain’t gotta be with her, just respect her
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| Then I wanna come around
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| And take care of her
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| me out
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| When you out in the streets doin' your mothafuckin thang
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| Yeah, yeah
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| You on the corner with you niggas you fuckin with them bitches
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| Never
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| You know what I’m sayin' they takin' care of your mothafuckin kid, your seeds
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| I’m your baby mama
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| If you love your seed like I love my seed
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| The one who truly loves ya
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| Take care of your baby mama
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| You know?
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| Ain’t gonna be put down
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| Outlaw for life |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Baby Mama , by - Young Noble. Song from the album Noble Justice, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп