Z-ro - Baby Momma Blues lyrics

[Verse 1] b**h, b**h, you can't have none of me The same ungrateful a** b**h is what you're gonna be I really wish my daughter knew what was going on Cause she don't want my company she want my cash And I know her mother is to blame Filling her brain with these f**ing lies about me Probably got her thinking I want her to live a life without me And I hate you b**h and I hope whatever you ate today makes you sick Why you always gotta be hating on me I'm good cause ain't nothing but blessings waiting on me [Hook] Baby mama talking that sh** Don't want me to see my kid I ain't giving you no more dick Cause I don't love you Do you know who you f**ing with I ain't gonna ever love no b**h Rather wife the ice around my wrist Matter of fact f** you [Verse 2] f**in with me I know you thought you was gonna get rich And now you mad than a motherf**er cause you ain't get sh** Your friends be like as long as he takes care of his kids Whatever he do with his money b**h that ain't your business Trying to turn my child against me cause I don't f** with you Saying sh** like he don't love us, nah just ain't no love for you Habitual thot is what is the problem here If you ain't gone grow up then please get the f** out of here I'm so tired of your p**y a** attitude I could capture the sun and then give it to the b**h but the b**h wouldn't show no gratitude Only time I hear from you is when something needs to be paid for That's why I never come around your way hoe [Hook] Baby mama talking that sh** Don't want me to see my kid I ain't giving you no more dick Cause I don't love you Do you know who you f**ing with I ain't gonna ever love no b**h Rather wife the ice around my wrist Matter of fact f** you [Verse 3] Just because I don't want to be at your house You got me all up in the court house Telling the judge my residence is just a hoe house And you don't want your child around me to see all these bad go in and go out Hoping I miss a payment you really want them hoes to jail me Just hate to see my happy you want to see my new relationship fail me Programming hatred for daddy all in my child head Cause I no longer want your ratchet a** in my bed I don't wanna die lonely but I promise Iw ill before I end up with a phony You need to realize my child ain't a hustle That's the reason I live the good life but you still live in the struggle Young hoe [Hook] Baby mama talking that sh** Don't want me to see my kid I ain't giving you no more dick Cause I don't love you Do you know who you f**ing with I ain't gonna ever love no b**h Rather wife the ice around my wrist Matter of fact f** you