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Summer Walker

4th Baby Mama

 

4th Baby Mama

(album: Still Over It - 2021)


Tell me why did you do this to me?
After we made plans for a family?
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker, and I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin...

I wanna start with yo mama, she should of whooped yo ass
Know you ain't shit, but she don't care 'cause you lit
Paying for trips cars bags & bought the crib
But she ain't never call you out, 'cause she like the way that she live
But that some foul shit, she wasn't even around when, you ain't have no money
That's why I find it funny
I guess that guilt hit hard, being gone for so long that's why she makes excuses for all your wrongs
Now what's the point in keep on having kids? If she just gone be raising them, that's just pure laziness
Ion get it is you tryna keep up with Thug, is you racing him
Crazy how you really think that shits cute, be embracing it, oh
It really don't get no worse than you, 'cause you ain't even got the nerve, to stand up on yo word

Oh, no-no-no, uh
Oh, no-no-no, huh?

What was you telling them?
What was you telling me?
What was you telling them?
And what was you telling me?
Why would you do all that?
Just to be selling dreams, ain't even pulling through, you just be talking.

Damn I ain't no niggas be out here tryna trap bitches
Never took me nowhere lavish till you seen Drake hop on the track with it
If you ask me you was acting, whole time just acting
You ain't give a fuck about me, you was just tryna cash in
Only buy me nice shit, big dates, just for Instagram flashing
Tryna get your likes up, no you're a clout addict
Gotta let niggas know that you have it
Gotta let niggas know that you have it
And all you be doing is bragging
Telling people, that I'm your queen, but all you mean, is just of R&B
I know you ain't care, cause you always gone
How could you make me spend my whole fucking pregnancy alone?
And where was you at?
'Cause you claim you at work
But them other niggas said they made the beats, so how to add up
Prolly was with your baby mamas 1-3
You claim that had a ring
You was prolly out fucking hoes

What was you telling them?
What was you telling me?
What was you telling them?
And what was you telling me?
Why would you do all that?
Just to be selling dreams, ain't even pulling through, you just be talking

Tell me why did you do this to me?
After we made plans for a family?
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker, and I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin...

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