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babymother - uncle murda lyrics lyrics

(intro)
“yeah, naw, i know shorty, we coo; naw, i like her son too man, that’s my lil man, ya heard?”

(chorus)(2x)
i know your baby mother
i’m coo with ya baby mother(we coo!)
i like your son too
i treat him like my baby brother(ahaa!)
we got the same sneakers
how i know? cause i bought it for ‘em
he asked you go get it three weeks ago, you act like you couldn’t afford for ‘em

(verse one+uncle murda)
don’t hit ya babymother(don’t hit her!)
n+gga, she told me she spoke to you(she told me!)
i met her when you was locked up
she was broke, the f+ck’s she supposed to do?(for real!)
you left her out here with nuttin’(nuttin!)
she was stressed out lookin’ so sad
had her about to get evicted
she’s too pretty to be doing bad(too pretty!)
all i had to do was clean her up
now she resembling rihanna (whoa!)
you had her lookin like a basic b+tch
i had to introduce her to designer(she gucci!)
(sheesh!)it could be worse
you should be happy she met me, n+gga
so don’t be coming home, going through her phone asking her why she texting me, n+gga (don’t do that!)
she only f+ckin’ me(that’s it!)
don’t be acting like she a thot
she just want a joint for her little man, tired of him wearing reeboks(i feel her!)
i don’t know why you getting mad
get you a bag
get on the grind
i’m tired of buying sh+t for that kid anyway
that little n+gga ain’t mine
(chorus)(2x)
i know your baby mother
i’m coo with ya baby mother(we coo!)
i like your son too
i treat him like my baby brother(ahaa!)
we got the same sneakers
how i know? cause i bought it for ‘em
he asked you go get it three weeks ago, you act like you couldn’t afford for ‘em

(verse two+que banz)
oh, i’m with your baby mama(yeah!)
k!lled the p+ssy, manslaughter
then i see your baby mama(where?)
whole team, she my transporter
she wet like a sponge, i noticed the son
he asking questions like he old enough
we up in the bed, she giving me head
but i’m trynna see if she gon’ open up
now we in the bay, t+d
i’m on that gas, g+g(gas!)
hoes around like a sink on it
my diamonds are wet, fiji(splash!)
i’m stuck on my funds and clutching my guns if you acting out or make a mess
i’ll make her stretch
she gives me your checks
when you on the phone she give me neck
i bought a drop
ride with the mob
interfere, set up shop on your block
cl!ckin’ triggers, n+gga, i make it hot
climbing ladders til i get to the top
all of my jewels, 3+d
look at the neck, vee+vees
got yo baby mama up in the club
we flexing on purpose for tv
(chorus)(2x)
i know your baby mother
i’m coo with ya baby mother(we coo!)
i like your son too
i treat him like my baby brother(ahaa!)
we got the same sneakers
how i know? cause i bought it for ‘em
he asked you go get it three weeks ago, you act like you couldn’t afford for ‘em

- babymother lyrics

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