Danny!

Danny! - I'm Movin' Out lyrics

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There you go again

Always got somethin' to say

Man I can't take this no more, I'm gone

I'm packin' my bags, I'm out!





Sometimes, I wish we weren't acquainted

'Cause things ain't been the same since

I got some fame, and now it's like you speak a different language

'Cause you be talkin' fast and snapping fingers side-to-side

I hate to say it girl, but things between us kind of died

I'm tired of the fights and daily drama

I should've known that you should never argue with a baby mama

'Cause I came home from work and all my clothes were waitin' on the doorstep

How you managed doin' that, and you ain't finish chores yet?

What bothers me the most is

We used to be the closest

Remember at the bowling alley, it was me and Joseph?

You walked up to me and the rest, they say is history

Now you callin' all your friends and they all say you dissin' me

I'm sick of feelin' like I'm crazy, I'ma

Have to set things straight 'cause everybody knows

That you're my baby mama





Awww, now look

You done woke the baby up, man

You done woke up Zoe

Daddy's coming baby, Daddy's right here





I'm sorry baby but uh, I-I-I'm movin' out

So all the finer things in life you'll have to do without

Now you about to throw away the promises you made me

Why you actin' shady?

Think about the baby!

Right now I start to

See that all we do is argue

And for me to put up with it all

Girl you know it's hard to

But I'll visit on the weekends just to see my child

I'm sorry baby, I-I-I'm leavin' now





Now that my wrist is glowy

And all the misses know me

It's like I'm losin' sense of self

I kinda miss the old me

Because the old me wouldn't put up with the shit you throw me

But I ain't doin' this for you, I'm doin' this for Zoe

Told me you would chill and save me trauma

My friends would tell me, "you should never argue with a baby mama"

And nowadays it's like you seem to take my kindness for a weakness

Walkin' round, giving me the silent treatment?

I don't need this

I come home late and I'm accused of infidelity

I just think you're jealous, B

But yet and still you yell at me

But YOU come home late

It's like, damn, all the levees break

Quick to set the record straight

Like you were all at Debbie's place

You pause and hesitate like eighty commas

I guess that's what I get for trying to argue with a baby mama





Yo, why you twistin' your neck like that when you talk?

Look me in the eye

Man you trippin', you trippin' mad hard









Your attitude it triflin'

I've had it boo (goodbye!) you win

I can't bear to be with you 'cause half of you is stiflin'

The other half excites me when I grab your hips and hold your thighs

Then the second half comes out, gettin' jazzy, rollin' eyes

I'm so surprised, baby you make me wanna

Just, ooooooooh

I'll pack my bags now

Rags and towels

It's too late for backin' out

Leaving you with nothing, funny how nobody's nagging now

Aiight, the house is yours

I can buy a thousand more

I'll even give you money just to buy some diapers from the store

But afterward, that's it

Don't even ask for shit

'Cause we ain't married, now my money you want half of it

I have to get Zoe baby pajamas

And whatever else she needs

But I ain't payin' nada to my baby mama





Yo, see if you can get, like

A pack of twenty diapers for thirty bucks yo

(Is that all you get for your money?)

Oh you got jokes huh, real funny









I'm out, I'm leavin'

I'm movin' out baby

Can't take this no more

You can keep the house

But the Lexus, the Benz

The Jag, the Range Rover

And the glass elephant

I'm takin' all that with me, man

Daddy loves you Zoe

But mama's actin' real stank

So I gotta leave

I'll be back though... someday









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