Grand Puba - Baby Mama Drama Lyrics

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[Hook]

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

[Verse 1]

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

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[Hook]

[Verse 2]

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'

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

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

[Hook]

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