Baby Mama Drama Lyrics

What the fuck is goin' on
You got 5-0 knockin' on my door 6 in the mornin'
I think I better let it go I told you once before
That we ain't fucking no more
I reminisce on how I used to trip

Spent all my money for that Roly on your wrist
Now it's not the same 'cause you caught up in the game
It's funny how the money changes things

Girl, you've got me up in court now, tryina get all of my Doe
Better flip what you've been gettin'
'Cause you ain't gonna get no more

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollars
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollars
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

That's it I'm sick of your shit
I'm 'bout to bring it to ya
Got to handle it I'm 'bout to flip
But I don't wanna lose my cool
Believe me you don't wanna see me break rules

Straight wild out
Bitch, you don't know what I'm about
So go get your peoples
I'll straight run up in his mouth

See, back on Black Street, shit was sweet
But now I'm solo you want mo' doe
Tryna try me and your trick too girl you've

Got me up in court now tryna get all of my doe
Took out the window in my Benzo
And I just can't take it no more

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollars
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollars
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollars
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollars
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollars
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollarsDave Hollister - Baby Mama Drama - http://motolyrics.com/dave-hollister/baby-mama-drama-lyrics.html
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollars
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

I got the baby mama drama
Enough to wanna make you scream and holla
She's tryna stick me for my dollars
Ain't nothing but the baby mama drama

Why you won't let me live?
(Oh God)
Tryna keep me from my own kids
(Ain't nobody tryna keep you from you're damn kids)

Sick of your ass faking jacks
(Whatever, nigga)
That's why I had to take the Benz back
(Nigga, that piece of shit)

You got my ass up in court
(You damn right)
Guess you forgot about all that other shit I bought
(What shit?)
Did you forget about that shit you kept
(Yeah, right)

That's okay I'll take it of your next months check
(What?)
Yeah I got drama
(What drama?)

Argument, damn right drama
(Drama, motherfucker let me tell you
Something about drama)
What, who the fuck you talkin' to?
(Hope your ass do blow up and go platinum)

Damn right I'ma blow up
('Cause when you go platinum, I go Platinum)
Yeah right, bitch you crazy
(When you get paid, I get paid)

That's my shit what the fuck is you talkin' about
(I put in time, now it's time for me to get mine)
Yours? whats yours nigga?
(Shit, I ain't playin')

What's your's
(You think I'm playin')
(Nigga I gets mean when you mess with my green)
Nigga, this ain't no motherfucking movie
What the fuck is wrong wit you?
(What you say?)

You heard what the fuck I said
(Come over here you think you shit's sweet)
Bitch
(Thinkin' you look good)
Nigga, I look good

You might look good now
But I told Leroy about you, he looking for you ass
Leroy, Leroy can kiss my ass all night
(Nigga what you need to do is watch your step)

Nigga, fuck you and my step all night
(See what I'm saying, I ain't playin')
Trick ass bitch, eh, ha, ha, ha