Daz Dillinger Baby Mama Drama Lyrics

Baby Mama Drama Lyrics

[Featuring C Style And "Lil" C Style]
What the fuck is this? Child support
papers? What?
Chorus:
You didn't have to file on me you turned my child
on me.
Why you had to file on me? You turned my child on me.
Daz:
As I
lay myself to sleep at night
I pray the lord my soul to keep so I can try to
do right.
There's no one else that I can turn to
I'm asking a favor oh
just once
Oh Jesus Christ, lord I'm asking you.
Gave to this world a
young baby, know one life is crazy,
promise to live the righteous life of
the path of my babies.
Watch the clouds spread, and it shades my
heart,
My relationship fell apart.
Don't know where it ended, sure can
tell you just how it started,
she filed child support, and it's really cold
hearted.
I've been taking care of you and your kid, all of my life,
mad
at me 'cause I wouldn't make you my wife.
I've done a lot of crazy things in
my days,
killing to get that weapon named, robbing just to get paid.
Now
how much more can I bear, and I explode inside,
still asking myself
why...
chorus
"Lil" C-Style:
I'm like "what, child support?",
man,
who ever thought I would get filed on.
Uh, you know what I'm saying?
Do
gangsters get filed on child support? Hell yeah they do.
I got filed on, I
ain't the only one out the crew.
Uh, child support, have I got something for
'em, uh?
I, I, I, I walk by faith, and not by sight,
living day by day,
praying night after night.
'Cause I'm seeing so much, so much lust lust
lust,
and every pretty girl I see, I wanna touch touch touch.
You think
I'm doing too much or what?
I'm dating the preacher's daughter, and getting
the toe up.
And every time she drinks she gets drunk and throws up,
if
I'm on the spot, you know she's surfing on my (??).
Look in her best, from
the back bend over,
now she's eight months, got me buying me baby clothes,
and I stroll
up.
Writing her lawyer, talking 'bout how much I owe
her,
wrote him back, "I can't do a damn thing for ya".
All I can do, is
just take care of my daughter,
thirty days later I got a court order.
She
filed on me, cold game, she filed on me, uh.
chorus
Daz:
Now I'm
sitting in court as she's trying to get everything,
from my house and my
cars to my gold rings.
Trying to drain a brother just like dreino, you know
the same old
situation's occurred, got me sitting on the curbs,
smoking a
bomb joint, trying to pull my point.
Every night I get the marihuana,
thinking it would take away the pain,
waking up the next morning, and thing
are still the same.
Big C-Style:
I did so much, to get so little.
Paid
more than the court even asked of me.
But loving no more, not even a parlay?
And you want me to pay?
It's not like it's for my baby, it's more like for
you and your nigga.
Why you have to lie on me, and turn my child on
me.
chorus (3 times)