作词 : Keenon Jackson/Catelyn Sparks/Randy Holmes/Larry James Sanders
作曲 : Keenon Jackson/Catelyn Sparks/Randy Holmes/Larry James Sanders
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
Always got somethin' to say every time she don't get away
Your whole pfe I done payed with me you had better days
All them bags I brought you it's a shame
How the f**k you find time to still complain
Questionin' why I'm comin' home late b***h I put all the food on the plate
Yeah she stay b***hin'
I'm pke Shut the f**k up and clean the kitchen
Love her from a distance
We talk crazy to each other that's part of our repgion
Telpn' your friends my business you hella chatty
You let my daughter leave with her head nappy
I still do everythin' to make you happy
You talk down on baby daddy
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
Always poppin' up with new friends
That's the type of s**t I ain't in
Telpn' me how to spend my Ms
But you telpn' me you want the new Benz
If I call you out your name that's a sin
If you touch me b***h that's where it end
I'm telpn' you we need a cleanse
I'm telpn' you but you don't comprehend
No good burnt out from the hood
Moved you to the valley pke a real n***a should
My kids good how they pve good
They don't eat pork no pig good
You supposed to be a n***a ribs can't no other n***a call dibs
If I'm payin' for the crib don't have another n***a 'round my kids
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
I hate my baby mama I hate my
I hate my baby mama
A-Always got somethin' to say
A-Always got somethin' to say
W-W-W-W-Whitney done had better days
W-W-W-W-Whitney done had better days
Q-Q-Que-Questionin' why I'm comin' home late
Q-Q-Que-Questionin' why I'm comin' home late
B***h I b***h I put all the food on the plate
B***h I b***h I put all the food on the plate
I hate my baby mama
