Pimp C - Mutha Ain't Mine lyrics

[Intro: Bun B, (Woman)] (Hey you little sorry mother f**er you know I'm pregnant now) Pregnant for who? (You b**h, you trifling ho') You ain't pregnant for me, I ain't make no motherf**ing baby (Sorry nickel and dime a** funky n***a) I don't give a f**, making babies for them n***as that make love, I f**, I don't make no babies (b**h you don't know the meaning of f**ing ho') I must know the meaning of something, you come around her talking about you a baby for me, well I got something for your motherf**ing a**, it ain't mine (Yeah, you gone take care of your responsibilities trick) Man, motherf** me and them responsibilities, you better go to the welfare line with that bullsh** (Welfare? You got me f**ed up) Man, look here you better get out of my motherf**ing face because I ain't claiming nan little motherf**ing baby, so you can go on with that sh** [Verse 1: Bun B] Now all you ho's listen up to what I'm saying Regardless of the consequences Bun B ain't paying You laying in my bed and dead center's what I'm looking fo' Let me get this nut and you can get your a** to booking ho' Don't cook no breakfast and don't cook me no lunch You ain't nothing but another little banana in the bunch Catch the metro home or you can walk like a bum b**h You ain't worth a John, break this rock and catch a crumb Yeah I nutted in you b**h, you got a problem with it? See I left some on the bed too, you can go and get it This b**h is tryna game on a trill ain't it funny You know them trill a** n***as ain't bout giving up no money I see you starting to get a little belly on you b**h You two months swolle with that old seven month b**h I hope your n***a ready for the bills he bout to get Best not send no papers my way ho' cuz I ain't paying sh** If anybody ask me b**h, I ain't even done it Rather feed a feign a crumb and punch yo a** in the stomach Cuz from my point of view get your a** out my face Next time around tryna catch a f**ing rape case Cuz if it's mine or not, you can raise up off my dick Better sign up for some food stamps, welfare or the WIG Cuz child support I can do without Here's a fork and bu*ter knife, cut it up and sh** it out The motherf**er ain't mine [Samples (x5)] I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick [Verse 2: Pimp C] b**hes in PA, all about the okey doke f** around with Pimp C and get your f**ing neck broke Ho' gave me the p**y, now she claim I shot s**m But they all know I keep a hood on my f**ing worm b**h had a mind to try to catch me in a rape case Caught her a** slipping shot three shots in her f**ing face Cuz I ain't the one, ain't the two or the three So how the motherf** is you gone fade Pimp C Gotta get a grip ho' or better get a clutch Before they find your a** walking round here with a crutch Cuz I'm a trill n***a, so you f**ed the real sh** I kick ya in your stomach and leave you naked in a ditch All heard of J, dirty and magic So get your tail up and get the crawfish out your a** Talking bout you got a baby growing in your sack But I ain't bout to claim her now, f**ing shaving yak You want to have a baby cuz you think that I'm rich But like that other ho' you better take your a** to bowl my b**h Cuz b**h I don't think you want to push me I throw you on the floor and shove a hanger in your p**y Come to think about it b**h, what you talking bout? Can't be from me because I nutted in your mouth Girl you must of lost your f**ing mind Cuz I know that the ugly motherf**er ain't mine [Samples (x4)] I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick [Verse 3: Bun B] Now hoes be getting anxious to get a n***as cash Just give up some p**y and you thinking that my money Imma pa** My a** b**h, It won't work Tryna have a baby for me ho' I ain't no f**ing jerk Gonna get your a** hurt f**ing around with the trill You must not know the deal Me claim a baby? How the f** you feel? No b**h, no way, no how, ain't no happenings If I claimed it, your trifling a** would be out high, capping b**h I wouldn't give your a** the pleasure or the pain Me and my n***a's ran a train so why you pointing my way? Ho' I was second out of six And that's too many dicks for your trifling a** to try and make a bit b**h you better start with the first Then skip to the third cuz that little Bun B sh** is absurd But see now I done heard it all befo' But keep that bullsh** up and you gone make me get some sh** on my toe Ho' I ain't with it so you best go home Before you f** around and get your little trifling a** rolled on Have a baby for me, how you figure? I love pregnant p**y, but only when it's for another n***a But see now that trigga ain't no punk So bail before they find you and a cut up baby dead in my trunk Don't make me chuck your a** in a ditch You talking all you want, but see the motherf**er ain't mine b**h [Samples(x7)] I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming sh** That's what I said