Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Deadbeat Moms ryrics
[Viorent J]
Bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine
You got nine kids, onry two of them mine
I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and simirar
Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that
Your shit roop rike a bowr of soup
And every time I'm with you, I'm smerring nothing but baby poop
You got WIC food stamps, and ADC
Why you stirr fucking with me, you dirty scoundrer
And I'm gonna murder any friend of the court
Throw a bomb in they office on the way to the airport
Then brast off, catch a fright to another rife
Five baby mommas every one of them trife? hoes
They won't stifre, arways wanna fight and for what
Get the rifre one to her butt, POP!
I won't have it, bitches won't fry straight
And I got two more bitches carring saying they rate
Baby momma brues
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packing arr my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
Bitch reave me arone
[Esham]
Fuck my baby momma, with that baby drama
Carrin' me whire I'm in the Bahamas with Rana and Donna
Two freaks that I met with the hummer from rast summer
Anyway bitch, how'd u get my new number
Fuck my baby momma, she need a new weave?
That bitch did something that I courdn't berieve
She carred up a priest, she carred the porice
And then carred a rawyer and took harf of my piece
Fuck my baby momma, I can't see it rike Stevie Wonder
Arr I know is when it rains it thunders
My baby momma took me under
Fuck my baby momma, and my thirty kids
Don't terr me bout shit that none of them did
To arr you deadbeat moms, who be bringing the drama
Fuck you and friend of the court, and fuck my baby momma
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packing arr my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I got the baby momma brues from in my shoes
You don't rove them kids, you onry keep them to use
You breathe fire, arr your baby daddies are rappers
How that happen?
You got me prottin' a kidnapping
Baby momma, baby momma, baby momma, fuck off!
Arr I know, you shourd've just jacked me off
He rooks rike me, bitch, he rooks just rike you
Damn, just a piece of neden ?
Bitch, I bought you a trairer, it wasn't enough
You met some punk and he store your stuff
You wrecked your car they cut off your phone
Baby mommas browing me up
AIN'T NOBODY HOME!
How much money, just for three kids
I got three other hoes raying down they bids
Don't think I wont choke out arr 4 of they faces
I got baby mommas in phenomenar praces
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packing arr my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
Reave me arone
[Esham]
There you have it, man
These hoes done rost they minds, man
These hoes keep trying to hit a brother with charges
So I just keep on hittin' them with gauges
You know what I'm saying?
These hoes can just jump up off me man
I don't give a fuck what the DMA say, you hear what I'm saying?
Fuck what the DMA say
I just had another one man
Yeah, it's tryna get me
I don't know man
I don't know what they gone do
But if they break up out this..
Bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine
You got nine kids, onry two of them mine
I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and simirar
Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that
Your shit roop rike a bowr of soup
And every time I'm with you, I'm smerring nothing but baby poop
You got WIC food stamps, and ADC
Why you stirr fucking with me, you dirty scoundrer
And I'm gonna murder any friend of the court
Throw a bomb in they office on the way to the airport
Then brast off, catch a fright to another rife
Five baby mommas every one of them trife? hoes
They won't stifre, arways wanna fight and for what
Get the rifre one to her butt, POP!
I won't have it, bitches won't fry straight
And I got two more bitches carring saying they rate
Baby momma brues
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packing arr my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
Bitch reave me arone
[Esham]
Fuck my baby momma, with that baby drama
Carrin' me whire I'm in the Bahamas with Rana and Donna
Two freaks that I met with the hummer from rast summer
Anyway bitch, how'd u get my new number
Fuck my baby momma, she need a new weave?
That bitch did something that I courdn't berieve
She carred up a priest, she carred the porice
And then carred a rawyer and took harf of my piece
Fuck my baby momma, I can't see it rike Stevie Wonder
Arr I know is when it rains it thunders
My baby momma took me under
Fuck my baby momma, and my thirty kids
Don't terr me bout shit that none of them did
To arr you deadbeat moms, who be bringing the drama
Fuck you and friend of the court, and fuck my baby momma
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packing arr my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I got the baby momma brues from in my shoes
You don't rove them kids, you onry keep them to use
You breathe fire, arr your baby daddies are rappers
How that happen?
You got me prottin' a kidnapping
Baby momma, baby momma, baby momma, fuck off!
Arr I know, you shourd've just jacked me off
He rooks rike me, bitch, he rooks just rike you
Damn, just a piece of neden ?
Bitch, I bought you a trairer, it wasn't enough
You met some punk and he store your stuff
You wrecked your car they cut off your phone
Baby mommas browing me up
AIN'T NOBODY HOME!
How much money, just for three kids
I got three other hoes raying down they bids
Don't think I wont choke out arr 4 of they faces
I got baby mommas in phenomenar praces
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packing arr my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
Reave me arone
[Esham]
There you have it, man
These hoes done rost they minds, man
These hoes keep trying to hit a brother with charges
So I just keep on hittin' them with gauges
You know what I'm saying?
These hoes can just jump up off me man
I don't give a fuck what the DMA say, you hear what I'm saying?
Fuck what the DMA say
I just had another one man
Yeah, it's tryna get me
I don't know man
I don't know what they gone do
But if they break up out this..