Not The Kids — текст песни (Mase)





[loon]

Uh, uh, uh, uh, what

Lets talk about it

Yeah, yeah, yeah



Ma, I told you, Im not here to fuss or fight

But I see it, all you wanna do is cuss all night

In front of the kids, you tryin to crush my life

Cuz you know I aint the type that punch my wife

But I see now, who you want me to be

While knee-deep in the penile, tryin to freestyle

But I see now, people could see, that aint me

When I bought you the e3, the crib in d.c.

On gp, bought the mazda z3

Bought your little brother the 52 inch tv

With a playstation to stay patient

Cuz right now its all about the kids situation



[rashad]

1 - please baby girl

Lets not fight

If youre really gonna be in my life

Lets work it out till we get it right

Please baby dont

Please dont cry

If youre really gonna be in my life

Lets work it out till we get it right



[huddy]

All out, yo, yo, yo



One mistake in my life, this chicken head claimin she white

Jammin my phone, like damn, she wont leave me alone

Knew she was trife, the way she kept watchin my ice

Watchin my step, hit it on top of the steps

Knowin she wild, no condoms, she havin my child

Now that Im stuck, she keep key-scratchin my truck

Actin all young, doing it in front of our son

Peeped it before, but didnt want to think shes a whore

Thinkin its good, fuckin up her rep in the hood

Fuckin up mine, fuckin niggas two at a time

But look at her now, harlem world crook of the town

But look at my rhyme, Im glad it didnt turn it to crime

And Im thinkin little huddy must have made me calm

So I bowed down prayin for my babys mom

Imma change my ways now that my babys born

And imma love you anyway till the day you gone, what



Repeat 1



[rashad]

Now let me hear you say uh

Say uh huh

Let me hear you say uh

Say uh huh

Now let me hear you say uh

Say uh huh

Now let me hear you say

Uh uh uh uh uh na na na na



[stase]

Yo, yo, yo

Yo, its a holiday, sippin on chardonnay

Im wonderin why these cats never celebrate fathers day

Yall tellin a fib, yall aint really take care yall kids

And yall motherfuckin liar if yall say that ya did

Now engaged in phrases, that tired old lines

She was messin around and the baby aint mine

But all yall, knowin yall was hittin it raw dog

You dont wanna claim that? how you explain that?

A ball that yall shouldnt a got started

Where was you when shorty turned two?

Tell me what whould you do if the baby caught a flu

You aint even got a clue, if you do, tell me how to pursue

But you quick to get hyper, come mess up my cypher

No dough for no diapers, so why should I like ya?

And you aint never cared before

So why should we care that you now see 74?



Repeat 1



[rashad]

Whoooa, whoooa, yeah

Whoooa, whoooa

We can work it out

Whoooa, whoooa

Whoooa, whoaaaa

Can we start over again?

Whoaaa

Yeah, yeah, yeah



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