Baby Mama Drama 歌词
| 歌曲 | Baby Mama Drama |
| 歌手 | Daz Dillinger |
| 专辑 | Retaliation, Revenge and Get Back |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : "Lil" C-Style, Big C Style ... | |
| What the fuck is this? | |
| Child support papers? | |
| What? Chorus: | |
| You didn't have to file on me, you turned my child on me. | |
| Why you had to file on me? | |
| You turned my child on me. | |
| Daz: As I lay myself to sleep at night, | |
| I pray the lord my soul to keep, so | |
| I can try to do right. | |
| There's no one else that | |
| I can turn to, | |
| I'm asking a favor, oh just once, | |
| Oh Jesus Christ, lord | |
| I'm asking you. | |
| Gave to this world a young baby, know one life is crazy, promise to live the righteous life of the path of my babies. | |
| Watch the clouds spread, and it shades my heart, | |
| My relationship fell apart. | |
| Don't know where it ended, sure can tell you just how it started, she filed child support, and it's really cold hearted. | |
| I've been taking care of you and your kid, all of my life, mad at me 'cause | |
| I wouldn't make you my wife. | |
| I've done a lot of crazy things in my days, killing to get that weapon named, robbing just to get paid. | |
| Now how much more can | |
| I bear, and | |
| I explode inside, still asking myself why... chorus "Lil" | |
| C-Style: I'm like "what, child support?", man, who ever thought | |
| I would get filed on. | |
| Uh, you know what | |
| I'm saying? | |
| Do gangsters get filed on child support? | |
| Hell yeah they do. | |
| I got filed on, | |
| I ain't the only one out the crew. | |
| Uh, child support, have | |
| I got something for 'em, uh? | |
| I, I, I, I walk by faith, and not by sight, living day by day, praying night after night. ' | |
| Cause I'm seeing so much, so much lust lust lust, and every pretty girl | |
| I see, I wanna touch touch touch. | |
| You think | |
| I'm doing too much or what? | |
| I'm dating the preacher's daughter, and getting the toe up. | |
| And every time she drinks she gets drunk and throws up, if | |
| I'm on the spot, you know she's surfing on my (??). | |
| Look in her best, from the back bend over, now she's eight months, got me buying me baby clothes, and | |
| I stroll up. | |
| Writing her lawyer, talking 'bout how much | |
| I owe her, wrote him back, "I can't do a damn thing for ya". | |
| All I can do, is just take care of my daughter, thirty days later | |
| I got a court order. | |
| She filed on me, cold game, she filed on me, uh. chorus | |
| Daz: Now I'm sitting in court as she's trying to get everything, from my house and my cars to my gold rings. | |
| Trying to drain a brother just like dreino, you know the same old situation's occurred, got me sitting on the curbs, smoking a bomb joint, trying to pull my point. | |
| Every night | |
| I get the marihuana, thinking it would take away the pain, waking up the next morning, and thing are still the same. | |
| Big C-Style: | |
| I did so much, to get so little. | |
| Paid more than the court even asked of me. | |
| But loving no more, not even a parlay? | |
| And you want me to pay? | |
| It's not like it's for my baby, it's more like for you and your nigga. | |
| Why you have to lie on me, and turn my child on me. chorus (3 times) |
| zuo ci : " Lil" CStyle, Big C Style ... | |
| What the fuck is this? | |
| Child support papers? | |
| What? Chorus: | |
| You didn' t have to file on me, you turned my child on me. | |
| Why you had to file on me? | |
| You turned my child on me. | |
| Daz: As I lay myself to sleep at night, | |
| I pray the lord my soul to keep, so | |
| I can try to do right. | |
| There' s no one else that | |
| I can turn to, | |
| I' m asking a favor, oh just once, | |
| Oh Jesus Christ, lord | |
| I' m asking you. | |
| Gave to this world a young baby, know one life is crazy, promise to live the righteous life of the path of my babies. | |
| Watch the clouds spread, and it shades my heart, | |
| My relationship fell apart. | |
| Don' t know where it ended, sure can tell you just how it started, she filed child support, and it' s really cold hearted. | |
| I' ve been taking care of you and your kid, all of my life, mad at me ' cause | |
| I wouldn' t make you my wife. | |
| I' ve done a lot of crazy things in my days, killing to get that weapon named, robbing just to get paid. | |
| Now how much more can | |
| I bear, and | |
| I explode inside, still asking myself why... chorus " Lil" | |
| CStyle: I' m like " what, child support?", man, who ever thought | |
| I would get filed on. | |
| Uh, you know what | |
| I' m saying? | |
| Do gangsters get filed on child support? | |
| Hell yeah they do. | |
| I got filed on, | |
| I ain' t the only one out the crew. | |
| Uh, child support, have | |
| I got something for ' em, uh? | |
| I, I, I, I walk by faith, and not by sight, living day by day, praying night after night. ' | |
| Cause I' m seeing so much, so much lust lust lust, and every pretty girl | |
| I see, I wanna touch touch touch. | |
| You think | |
| I' m doing too much or what? | |
| I' m dating the preacher' s daughter, and getting the toe up. | |
| And every time she drinks she gets drunk and throws up, if | |
| I' m on the spot, you know she' s surfing on my ??. | |
| Look in her best, from the back bend over, now she' s eight months, got me buying me baby clothes, and | |
| I stroll up. | |
| Writing her lawyer, talking ' bout how much | |
| I owe her, wrote him back, " I can' t do a damn thing for ya". | |
| All I can do, is just take care of my daughter, thirty days later | |
| I got a court order. | |
| She filed on me, cold game, she filed on me, uh. chorus | |
| Daz: Now I' m sitting in court as she' s trying to get everything, from my house and my cars to my gold rings. | |
| Trying to drain a brother just like dreino, you know the same old situation' s occurred, got me sitting on the curbs, smoking a bomb joint, trying to pull my point. | |
| Every night | |
| I get the marihuana, thinking it would take away the pain, waking up the next morning, and thing are still the same. | |
| Big CStyle: | |
| I did so much, to get so little. | |
| Paid more than the court even asked of me. | |
| But loving no more, not even a parlay? | |
| And you want me to pay? | |
| It' s not like it' s for my baby, it' s more like for you and your nigga. | |
| Why you have to lie on me, and turn my child on me. chorus 3 times |
| zuò cí : " Lil" CStyle, Big C Style ... | |
| What the fuck is this? | |
| Child support papers? | |
| What? Chorus: | |
| You didn' t have to file on me, you turned my child on me. | |
| Why you had to file on me? | |
| You turned my child on me. | |
| Daz: As I lay myself to sleep at night, | |
| I pray the lord my soul to keep, so | |
| I can try to do right. | |
| There' s no one else that | |
| I can turn to, | |
| I' m asking a favor, oh just once, | |
| Oh Jesus Christ, lord | |
| I' m asking you. | |
| Gave to this world a young baby, know one life is crazy, promise to live the righteous life of the path of my babies. | |
| Watch the clouds spread, and it shades my heart, | |
| My relationship fell apart. | |
| Don' t know where it ended, sure can tell you just how it started, she filed child support, and it' s really cold hearted. | |
| I' ve been taking care of you and your kid, all of my life, mad at me ' cause | |
| I wouldn' t make you my wife. | |
| I' ve done a lot of crazy things in my days, killing to get that weapon named, robbing just to get paid. | |
| Now how much more can | |
| I bear, and | |
| I explode inside, still asking myself why... chorus " Lil" | |
| CStyle: I' m like " what, child support?", man, who ever thought | |
| I would get filed on. | |
| Uh, you know what | |
| I' m saying? | |
| Do gangsters get filed on child support? | |
| Hell yeah they do. | |
| I got filed on, | |
| I ain' t the only one out the crew. | |
| Uh, child support, have | |
| I got something for ' em, uh? | |
| I, I, I, I walk by faith, and not by sight, living day by day, praying night after night. ' | |
| Cause I' m seeing so much, so much lust lust lust, and every pretty girl | |
| I see, I wanna touch touch touch. | |
| You think | |
| I' m doing too much or what? | |
| I' m dating the preacher' s daughter, and getting the toe up. | |
| And every time she drinks she gets drunk and throws up, if | |
| I' m on the spot, you know she' s surfing on my ??. | |
| Look in her best, from the back bend over, now she' s eight months, got me buying me baby clothes, and | |
| I stroll up. | |
| Writing her lawyer, talking ' bout how much | |
| I owe her, wrote him back, " I can' t do a damn thing for ya". | |
| All I can do, is just take care of my daughter, thirty days later | |
| I got a court order. | |
| She filed on me, cold game, she filed on me, uh. chorus | |
| Daz: Now I' m sitting in court as she' s trying to get everything, from my house and my cars to my gold rings. | |
| Trying to drain a brother just like dreino, you know the same old situation' s occurred, got me sitting on the curbs, smoking a bomb joint, trying to pull my point. | |
| Every night | |
| I get the marihuana, thinking it would take away the pain, waking up the next morning, and thing are still the same. | |
| Big CStyle: | |
| I did so much, to get so little. | |
| Paid more than the court even asked of me. | |
| But loving no more, not even a parlay? | |
| And you want me to pay? | |
| It' s not like it' s for my baby, it' s more like for you and your nigga. | |
| Why you have to lie on me, and turn my child on me. chorus 3 times |
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