Single Mother - Lil' Flip: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Single Mother

306

Hip-Hop/Rap

Single Mother was released on January 1, 2005 by Asylum/Warner Records as a part of the album I Need Mine

Song Details

AlbumI Need Mine

Release DateJanuary 1, 2005

LabelAsylum/Warner Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM89

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Lil' Flip

Vocals, Lead Vocals

Tim Shider

Bass

Glenn "Big G" Gray

Glenn "Big G" Gray

Drum Programming

Viola Sykes

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Carlos Hassan

Songwriter

Sandy Lal

Songwriter

Wesley Weston

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Lil' Flip

Recording Engineer, Executive Producer

Carlos Hassan

Mixing Engineer

Sandy Lal

Executive Producer

Glenn "Big G" Gray

Glenn "Big G" Gray

Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Dave Kutch

Mastering Engineer

The Synphony

Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

At least win a Grammy with this one

Let's go, whoo, whoo

This for all the single mothers out there

Comin 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

Finna 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 rollin down hills

Look boy meets girl, the next day he wanna kiss

He makes the third base, but the condom wouldn't fit

And guess who bust in, the lil' girl's daddy

You know black folks, he beat the lil' girl ass

Now her step mom mad, she like send her back

Cause I don't want my real daughter, growin up like that

I tried to tell you last year, when you bought that phone

And you don't know what she doin, when we ain't at home

And these days, the kids lookin older now

So a grown man might tap you on the shoulder now, damn

It's a big deal mama too, if Pac 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 wastin 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, everybody seventeen

But everything changed, since Kim left the scene

Well now her laid back man, movin crack galore

You want a key, you gotta meet him at the back of the store

But guess who saw who, at the club that night

After exchangin phone numbers, somebody started a fight

Now everybody runnin, so Kim ran with him

That's when she said you a player, why you ain't leavin with them

That's when he said I want you, I been waitin for you

What you say we get a room, just me and you

After too much liquor, one thing leaded to another

But you know where he messed up, he told her he loved her, damn

It's a big deal mama too, if Pac 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 wastin 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 two months later, that **** disappeared

Meanwhile Kim at home, tryin to wipe away her tears

Before she gave it up, he use to call daily

Another month passed by, now she goin crazy

She poppin up in clubs, she even keyed his car

That's when she got the phone call, bitch you went too far

Oh now you callin back, cause your car got scratched

You said you love me, I can't believe I fell for that

Damn I should of known you was a pig anyway

Look my stomach been hurtin, 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

And I know you tired of hearin 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 sayin, everybody can't be born rich

You know I'm sayin, I come from the hood

I made somethin out of nothin, you know I'm sayin

Every time 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 sayin, so if you takin care of your child

By your damn self, keep doin your damn thang

If Fantasia can do this shit, anybody can do it

You dig what I'm sayin, straight up holla back

Written by: Carlos Hassan, Sandy Lal, Wesley Weston

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