Baby Momma

T Dot Ragedy

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My baby mama mad at me, I don't give a f*ck though

She be on that f*ck shit, I don't give a f*ck though
We be in the club with them strippers going up though
She be on that f*ck shit, I don't give a f*ck though
I been on my own shit, tryna face my evils

Don't know if you noticed, I speak for my people
They be with the dumb shit, f*ck about who you run with
Yoppas with the drum kit, that's what they in love with
I was on some low shit, tryna get some pussy

They was tryna book me, play me like a rookie
You know I can't have that, tell me where the bag at
You say you ain't broke, so tell me what you mad at
F*ck it if she throw it, I'm catching it, I be styling so effortless

Spin her head like the exorcist, blow my phone up with messages
I'm a god, I'm a dog, we been grinding so hard
I ain't tripping bout no bitch unless it's dollars involved
I don't do extra to catch her, I guess y'all can't see

Bout to run a check up finesse her, right out her panties
I know that they dying for lesser, but why they kill my nigga
I might fight with my brothers, but those is still my niggas
Go hard in the paint, when I got the rock

I might take a shot, right in the brain
From watching the clock, while I'm on the block
Cause my hood need a miracle, never tell what they did to you
Take your soul out your body, I got a pistol that's spiritual

But it's just for protection, I could've been dead or arrested
I'm still surrounded by demons, I thank the lord for my blessing
If you don't get it, I'm splitting, don't understand it, then vanish
I like my bitches in Spanish, but they keep taking advantage

But I just jugg and I jugg, I just do what I should
It's a lot of niggas out here that ain't doing too good
I'm the man, I'm the man, you just next to the man
For the fame, most these niggas having sex with a man

I don't believe it, shit is wild, I don't believe it
They tried to sell me on the dream, but I don't need it
I don't believe it, shit is wild, I don't believe it
They tried to sell me on the dream, but I don't need it naa naw

My baby mama mad at me, I don't give a f*ck though
She be on that f*ck shit, I don't give a f*ck though
We be in the club with them strippers going up though
She be on that f*ck shit, I don't give a f*ck though

We be in the club with them strippers going up though

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