Eazy-E

Eazy-E - My Baby'z Mama songtekst

Je score:

(I'm sittin here writin a song about baby'z mothers who try to

Sue the daddies for child support. Even though daddy is takin care

Of the baby but the mother's just, you know, scandalous, not

Just like this hey)



Fuck my baby'z mama

The bitch got drama

Fuck my baby'z mama

Coz she's the type o' bitch that wanna see me broke

Broker than a joke, bitch stole my role 

And every time I see the bitch she needs cash

She make me wanna slap her ass

Triflin bitch always got me in a fit

The low-life-Compton-shoppin-swap-me trick

I wanna kill the ho

Then slam her in the trunc of my six fo'

Coz yo, that ho made my dick grow

And now her lawyer's at every show

Waitin for me to kick in my dough

But before I go I'm on death row

Coz the bitch had too much drama...

FUCK MY BABY'Z MAMA !



[CHORUS:]

FUCK MY BABY'Z MAMA ! [7x]

(Trick bitch !)

FUCK MY BABY'Z MAMA !



Fuck my baby'z mama

The bitch got drama

And I'm not the one

I should just knock her punk ass out

While I'm in court payin child support

But then I gotta deal with the father and the steel

And he's the type o' nigga that a nigga's gotta kill

Make me kick up a grip, I don't like her

Coz the bitch is buyin skirts instead of dipers

Beggin so much to hold hands it's startin to look like cuffs

I wish I never fucked

But now it's too late

How much you made ?

Coz accordin to your income

You might have to spend some

Time behind bars

Now ya find it hard

Never thought a bitch would pull a stunt like this

I can't do another day with Pamela

So I'm a pay ya, Anna

But I just like to say...



[CHORUS]



I think of all the money that I spent on a lawyer

I used to be an employer

But now I'm just an employee filin bankruptcy

But now the punk bitch can't touch me

Huh! I only call her to check up on my daughter

So now she's got a restraining order

Put me to the curb and had the nerve to axks a bower or dime

Bitch, you must be outcha rabid ass mind

Huh! Love for start will take much, you see, the bitch broke me

So now I need a crutch

But you gotta understand a judge don't give a fuck

About a young nigga that's down on his luck

So I gotta put the P down and be down for the calls

And give the bitch back her drawers

So if ya drivin by and ya see her

Do me favor, give the bitch the finger

FUCK HER !



[CHORUS]



You biiiiiiiiiitch !!!



[insert:]

Haha, that's fucked up!

Go to hell !

We dedicate this number to you, haha

This one's for youuuu !

This evening's news report: See ya 'round, buddy boy...

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