Standard (EADGBE)

Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas

Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas

Yeah, go like this

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I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real

  Never meant to make your daughter cry, I apologize a trillion times

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real

  Never meant to make your daughter cry, I apologize a trillion times

My baby's drama mama, don't like me, she be doin things like

 Havin them boys come from her neighborhood to the studio tryin to fight me

 She need to get a, piece of the american pie and take her bite out

 That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out

 And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck

 Private school, daycare shit, medical bills I pay that

 I love your mom and everything, but see I ain't the one who laid down

She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down

She never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided

 She had fish fries and cookouts for my child's birthday I ain't invited

Despite it, I show her the utmost respect when I fall through

All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah

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Me and your daughter, got a special thang goin on

You say it's puppy love, We say it's full grown

Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever

You can plan a pretty picnic, but you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin, fine

The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline

King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream

Bout that crib with the Goodyear swing

 On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever

N.Ñ.

Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?

Forever never seems that long until you're grown

 And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too long

 Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could

 become a magician to abacadabra all the sadder

thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he

Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me

Had, I pray so much about it need some knee

 Pads, It happened for a reason one can't be

Mad, so know this, know that everything is cool

 And yes I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation

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N.Ñ.

"Look at the way he treats me" Shit, look at the way you treat me

You see your little nosy-ass homegirls done got your ass sent up the creek G

Without a paddle, you left to straddle and ride this thing on out

Now you and your girl ain't speakin no more cause my dick all in her mouth

Knahm'talkinbout? Jealousy, infidelity, envy

N.Ñ.

Cheating to beating, in the end to the G they be the same thing

 So who you placin the blame on, you keep on singin the same song

 Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on, you and your mama

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