[loon]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, what
Lets talk about it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ma, I told you, Im not here to fuss or fight
But I see it, all you wanna do is cuss all night
In front of the kids, you tryin to crush my life
Cuz you know I aint the type that punch my wife
But I see now, who you want me to be
While knee-deep in the penile, tryin to freestyle
But I see now, people could see, that aint me
When I bought you the e3, the crib in d.c.
On gp, bought the mazda z3
Bought your little brother the 52 inch tv
With a playstation to stay patient
Cuz right now its all about the kids situation
[rashad]
1 - please baby girl
Lets not fight
If youre really gonna be in my life
Lets work it out till we get it right
Please baby dont
Please dont cry
If youre really gonna be in my life
Lets work it out till we get it right
[huddy]
All out, yo, yo, yo
One mistake in my life, this chicken head claimin she white
Jammin my phone, like damn, she wont leave me alone
Knew she was trife, the way she kept watchin my ice
Watchin my step, hit it on top of the steps
Knowin she wild, no condoms, she havin my child
Now that Im stuck, she keep key-scratchin my truck
Actin all young, doing it in front of our son
Peeped it before, but didnt want to think shes a whore
Thinkin its good, fuckin up her rep in the hood
Fuckin up mine, fuckin niggas two at a time
But look at her now, harlem world crook of the town
But look at my rhyme, Im glad it didnt turn it to crime
And Im thinkin little huddy must have made me calm
So I bowed down prayin for my babys mom
Imma change my ways now that my babys born
And imma love you anyway till the day you gone, what
Repeat 1
[rashad]
Now let me hear you say uh
Say uh huh
Let me hear you say uh
Say uh huh
Now let me hear you say uh
Say uh huh
Now let me hear you say
Uh uh uh uh uh na na na na
[stase]
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, its a holiday, sippin on chardonnay
Im wonderin why these cats never celebrate fathers day
Yall tellin a fib, yall aint really take care yall kids
And yall motherfuckin liar if yall say that ya did
Now engaged in phrases, that tired old lines
She was messin around and the baby aint mine
But all yall, knowin yall was hittin it raw dog
You dont wanna claim that? how you explain that?
A ball that yall shouldnt a got started
Where was you when shorty turned two?
Tell me what whould you do if the baby caught a flu
You aint even got a clue, if you do, tell me how to pursue
But you quick to get hyper, come mess up my cypher
No dough for no diapers, so why should I like ya?
And you aint never cared before
So why should we care that you now see 74?
Repeat 1
[rashad]
Whoooa, whoooa, yeah
Whoooa, whoooa
We can work it out
Whoooa, whoooa
Whoooa, whoaaaa
Can we start over again?
Whoaaa
Yeah, yeah, yeah
