Heath McNease - Baby Mama lyrics

[Intro] It goes one for the money Two for the rent Three for your baby mama making no sense Four for the hood rats Five for the gents And six is for the dollar you ain't spent Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do If you got a dollar in your pocket hold it up If you got a dollar in your pocket (what) [Verse 1] Since the birth can*l I talked smack Amniotic sac in fact Breached birth, and feet first Sees the nurse and macks on that Neonatal infant, toddler independent Kindergartener lent the quarters, half-dollars with interest Natural is the swag, bachelor is the pad Diploma grad's a drag I got this bachelors for my daddy A B.F.A. in drama Some things you can't unlearn Method acting, best-at-rapping, sweat's attracting panic birds And this man prefers less distracting can of worms But when you're handsome that's the hand you're dealt, so handle yours [Hook] Baby, don't you tear my clothes Baby, don't you tear my clothes You push and shove me all night long, but Baby, don't you tear my clothes It goes one for the money Two for the rent Three for your baby mama making no sense Four for the hoodrats Five for the gents And six is for the dollar you ain't spent Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do [Verse 2] Shirt come from Target Jeans come from Marshall's Shoes come from Puma Outlet Steez comes from Colquitt Mama gave me humble pie, daddy kept my wits about me My wits astound and now my ex says, she ain't (beat) without me I hope she cries a river that's deep inside of her husband's mansion And lightning strikes it twice at night and fire leaves nothing standing He thinkin' he's Russell Brand, but trust me looks like [Russell Brandon?] Crusty hustle gutted glutton bumpin' his [rusty cannon?] The knuckles up and poses muscles like he struck with famine His wifey knows I never struggled, she look just as famished [Repeat hook] [Outro] If you got a dollar in your pocket hold it up If you got a dollar in your pocket (what)