What's the date and time it don't matter
 Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying to sort
 To make a long story short
 Ran into this girl named Carla
 Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala
 She said what's up yeah what's the deal
 Check the hairdo of course it ain't real
 Then I looked down she was fat in the front
 I asked how long, well about seven months
 Oh how time flies when you're having fun
 She said yeah but the damage is done
 Where you been, on a little vacation
 Oh by the way congratulations
 Who's the lucky man? I don't have a clue
 Then she said the lucky man is you
 I dropped my brew
 And everything looked fuzzy
 Not a baby by you the neighborhood hussy
 She said yeah remember that date
 I thought back and tried to calculate
 Then I said damn are you sure it's mine
 Cause I know you been tossed plenty of times
 She said that day no I wasn't whoring
 Your ass is mine that's when the sweat started pouring
 Cause all I saw was Ice Cube in court
 Paying a gang on child support
 Then I thought deep about giving up the money
 What I need to do is kick the bitch in the tummy
 Naw cause then I'd really get faded
 That's murder one cause it was premeditated
 So what I'm a do
 I don't have a clue
 How many months left damn only two
 I'm gettin faded

 No cigar, G
 Ay yo homey man I'm getting faded

 It's crazy cause before I could sleep with her
 I had to duck and dodge and try to creep with her
 See the booty and the front was all in place
 But the girl had the pitbull face
 So we ran jumped drove swam crawled hid
 Oh lord god forbid
 My homies see me at the motel
 Cause those fools would love to just go tell
 Everybody in the hood that knows your rep
 So jump in the back seat and quiet is kept
 And hold your big fat butt steady
 Cause yo hoe I got the paper bag ready
 She started moaning and gobbling like a turkey
 I knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque
 I dropped her off man and I'm knowing
 That I'm a hate myself in the morning
 I got drunk to help me forget
 Yo another day another hit shit
 I'm gettin faded

 Ay yo you know what time it is

 Nine months later she's ready to drop the load
 And everybody in the hood already knows
 It's supposed to be mine so they laughing at me
 You know Ice Cube can't be having that G
 I'm thinking to myself why did I bang her
 Now I'm in the closet looking for the hanger
 JD and Jinx and T-Bone won't let up they won't shut up
 I'm gettin fed up bitch
 Cause I know you're tryin to break me
 But if I find out your tryin to fake me
 I'm a buff that duff for a hoot
 Beat ya down and leave a crown or two
 That night she went into labor
 And the shit is getting kinda major
 The baby came out damn it was a lifesaver
 Looking like my next-door neighbor
 She said it was mine that was her best guess
 But let's check the results of the blood test
 I started smiling yeah cause it read negative
 Damn why did I let her live?
 After that I should've got the gat
 And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap
 But no I just told the hoe who laid me
 Excuse me bitch it's a switch
 You can't fade me

 Naw baby not this way
 Yo you ain't playing Ice Cube out like no booger
 I don't fall for the okey-doke
 And before I fall for the okey-doke
 I let the pistol smoke
 Now sing it
 Yeah baby you can't fade me
 Naw unfadable baby