Baby Mama

[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 canal I talked smack
Amniotic sac in fact
Breached birth, and feet first
Seized nurse and maxed 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)