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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Boosie
Vocals
Webbie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Allen
Songwriter
Torrence Hatch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Allen
Producer
Mouse On the Track
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
This one here for them baby mommas
Who make baby daddies don't even want no baby daddy
Feel this ****, Lil Boosie, check dis out
[Verse 2]
Baby momma, baby momma
I'm tired of you
I'm to the point where I wanna fire you
You play the games that a child'll do
When you need to do the things that a mama do
Baby momma, baby momma
You stressin' me (You stressin' me, girl)
'Cause I ain't rich you think less of me (You think less of me)
And we ain't gotta take the test to see
You need to change your ways so you can see the best of me
Baby momma, baby momma
You lied to me (You lied)
A good man I tried to be (I tried)
You do me wrong, even the blind could see
That's why I got another woman on the side of me
And she gon' love me better (Yeah)
Fuck me better, warm me up-up in the coldest weather
She 'bout whatever, you heard me?
Baby momma, baby momma
I trusted you (I trusted you)
It was so good I left it in when I made love to you
[Verse 3]
I'm askin'
Why you cryin', girl?
Why you be lyin', girl?
Why you won't shine, girl?
On the stretch, you know it's mine, girl
I'm askin'
Why'd you have a baby?
Just to drive me crazy?
Why you be actin' shady?
When you 'posed to be my lady
[Verse 4]
Baby momma, baby momma
Thought you loved me, hoe (Thought you loved me, ho)
But you won't put a child on child support (Child support)
And you don't even want my child to know
That it ain't daddy, it's his mama who wildin' tho
Baby momma, baby momma
You jealous of me (You jealous)
And you don't even want the fellas with me (My ****)
And you keep on tellin' me
To slow my roll, but behind you I'm catchin' felonies
Baby momma, baby momma
Where the love done went? (Where the love done went?)
Don't wanna leave you 'cause I love your scent (Your smell)
The names I call you I ain't really meant
But I'm tired of all these fightin's and these arguments
Besides, we grown, not no more teenagers
So you can stop playin' them games, tryna check my pager
You need to get your mind right, if not, I'll see you later
You 'posed to take my side but you listen to the haters (Damn)
[Verse 5]
I'm askin'
Why you cryin', girl?
Why you be lyin', girl?
Why you won't shine, girl?
On the stretch, you know it's mine, girl
I'm askin'
Why you have a baby?
Just to drive me crazy?
Why you be actin' shady?
When you 'posed to be my lady
[Verse 6]
Baby momma, baby momma
You hurtin' me (You're hurtin' me)
Me and you know you deserted me (Why?)
I ain't gon' lie, feel like you murdered me
'Cause you the only girl who ever hold work for me
Baby momma, baby momma
You a possum now (You sneaky)
I heard you're ridin' through the bottom, now (For what?)
I'm tryna get back on my team
'Cause you heard I had a major plug on prementhazine, bitch, please
Baby momma, look what I did for you (Look what I did)
I took you places that you never knew (You ain't even know that)
I bought you any kind of tennis shoe
If I thought I wouldn't gon' make it I'd finish you
Baby momma, you missin' me (I know that)
I know you miss how you was kissin' me (For sure)
It's sad to say that you a friend of me
But just remember can't nobody lay that dick like me
[Verse 7]
I'm askin'
Why you cryin', girl?
Why you be lyin', girl?
Why you won't shine, girl?
On the stretch, you know it's mine, girl
I'm askin'
Why you have a baby?
Just to drive me crazy?
Why you be actin' shady?
When you 'posed to be my lady
I'm askin'
[Verse 8]
Yea, this for them baby mommas who put a **** on child support
But just don't know they'll get more without child support
You know what I'm sayin? (Why'd you have a baby?)
And that gotta stop, you know what I'm sayin'?
It ain't that I'ma try to make it, I'ma put it on yo head
Y'all hoes wrong for that shit, man (Why'd you have a baby?)
Let a **** live, you heard me?
You can't stop me, that's how it is now
[Verse 9]
Baby momma, I done blew up now (I'm on)
Got a ho, she show true love now (She grown)
And I heard you gotta new thug now
And you goin' through some mo' shit (Mo' shit)
I'm out this bitch (What?)
Written by: Jeremy Allen, T Hatch