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Nef The Pharaoh

BMD (Baby Mama Drama)

 

BMD (Baby Mama Drama)


Still smoking on these pharaohs
I lit it up with a kilFMB lighter too
Corporation
Aye this is for all the baby daddies who [?]
Who your baby momma be
Yelling at the top of her mutha' fucking lungs
Turning red and shit

To tell the truth, I don't know the truth
Conceal my feelings like a whip and I stay bulletproof
They heard somebody shot me down, I know it was you
It's like your whole percentages, all 'cause you got the juice
I'm not the feds but I got a few questions
I also want to teach your ass a lesson
I took you as a blessing, all the while you was stressing
These are my confessions, Henny got me talking reckless
And I don't mean to rain on your little parade
But tell your boyfriend that your head was amazing
I only act a ass on certain occasions
And I'm being a donkey 'cause you want the equation
We hit fifty states, even south of equator
Your girlfriends ask, "This is how you repay him?"
And come to think about it you were really persuasive
Never should've let this alien step foot in my spaceship

I got baby mama drama
Damn, damn
I got baby mama drama
Aw damn, damn
I got baby mama drama, I got baby mama drama
Baby mama drama
Baby mama drama, I got baby mama drama
Baby mama drama
Baby mama drama

[?] face but that's what you calling me
But every time you doing bad you end up calling me
I'm not the perfect motherfucker people think I am
Sometimes you get me to that point I want to use my hands
Talk about me like a dog so I call you bitch
Remember when your mama said my music wasn't shit?
That hit the chain real hard, it had me finna quit
And now I'm a world tour, I know you niggas sick
What's with all these lies, talking about I
Don't support my son, girl you sound dumb
Anything the lil nigga want, I get it quickly
And you stayed getting cashed out like a quick fee
Now every time you get the chance you tryna diss me
Miss me with the mystery
You just looking for sympathy
No no no loving living here this heart is empty
I hope you find a perfect man and [?]

I got baby mama drama
Damn, damn
I got baby mama drama
Aw damn, damn
I got baby mama drama, I got baby mama drama
Baby mama drama
Baby mama drama, I got baby mama drama
Baby mama drama
Baby mama drama

I got baby mama drama
I got baby mama drama
I got baby mama drama
I got baby mama drama

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