deadbeat moms

bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine

you got nine kids

only two of them mine

i get you cigarettes

weed

pampers

and similar

bitch start giving back

fuck hittin' that

your shit loop like a bowl of soup

and every time i'm with you

i'm smelling nothing but baby poop

you got wic food stamps

and adc

why you still fucking with me

you dirty scoundrel

and i'm gonna murder any friend of the court

throw a bomb in they office on the way to the airport

then blast off

catch a flight to another life

five baby mommas every one of them trife? hoes

they won't stifle

always wanna fight and for what

get the rifle one to her butt

pop!

i won't have it

bitches won't fly straight

and i got two more bitches calling saying they late

baby momma blues

deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side

i'm packing all my shit up and i'm taking off tonight

bitch leave me alone

fuck my baby momma

with that baby drama

callin' me while i'm in the bahamas with lana and donna

two freaks that i met with the hummer from last summer

anyway bitch

how'd u get my new number

fuck my baby momma

she need a new weave?

that bitch did something that i couldn't believe

she called up a priest

she called the police

and then called a lawyer and took half of my piece

fuck my baby momma

i can't see it like stevie wonder

all i know is when it rains it thunders

my baby momma took me under

fuck my baby momma

and my thirty kids

don't tell me bout shit that none of them did

to all you deadbeat moms

who be bringing the drama

fuck you and friend of the court

and fuck my baby momma

deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side

i'm packing all my shit up and i'm taking off tonight

i got the baby momma blues from in my shoes

you don't love them kids

you only keep them to use

you breathe fire

all your baby daddies are rappers

how that happen?

you got me plottin' a kidnapping

baby momma

baby momma

baby momma

fuck off!

all i know

you should've just jacked me off

he looks like me

bitch

he looks just like you

damn

just a piece of neden?

bitch

i bought you a trailer

it wasn't enough

you met some punk and he stole your stuff

you wrecked your car they cut off your phone

baby mommas blowing me up

ain't nobody home!

how much money

just for three kids

i got three other hoes laying down they bids

don't think i wont choke out all 4 of they faces

i got baby mommas in phenomenal places

deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side

i'm packing all my shit up and i'm taking off tonight

leave me alone

there you have it

man

these hoes done lost they minds

man

these hoes keep trying to hit a brother with charges

so i just keep on hittin' them with gauges

you know what i'm saying?

these hoes can just jump up off me man

i don't give a fuck what the dma say

you hear what i'm saying?

fuck what the dma say

i just had another one man

yeah

it's tryna get me

i don't know man

i don't know what they gone do

but if they break up out this.