[Hook]:
She called me a motherfucker
She lived life and had babies with another brother
And now I’m thinking about it, bout to get her under covers
Awe damn I am really bout to fuck a mother
[Verse One]:
Sexy lil mama
I’m excited to see
Talked online, now we finally meet
She looked so young, guess I’m kinda naïve
And she musta treated her stretch marks with vitamin E
And did mad p90x, opposite of tiny chest
Stomach flat as doormats welcomed me below that
Woulda never thought, I was not assuming
The womb I pursued had let loose a couple humans
I ain’t even know
Rubbing on her soft things
We at her home, no flicks of her offspring
I’m up in the crib and I ain’t see a crib
I ain’t see a toy, a high chair or a bib
Or a stroller we just strolled real fast inside the backroom
No kiddie toothbrushes in the bathroom
Guess they was sleeping
Not anymore, heard someone creeping
Knock at the door,
Little girl seven, boy looked four, he was mad started hating
Little Man Marlon Wayans
With the Boondocks fro or the kid from The Cleveland show
Son was mad animated, peep it though
I’m trying to hide in the corner
Hoping they don’t got a clue
What we was doing but this dude was like ‘Who the hell are you?’
I said "Sha", shorty sucked his teeth
And said "I hope you know my mama ain’t no freak."
[Hook]:
Now she called me a motherfucker
She lived life and had babies with another brother
And now I’m thinking about it, bout to get her under covers
Awe damn I am really about to fuck a mother
I got to do it though
Now she called me a motherfucker
She lived life and had babies with another brother
And now I’m thinking about it, bout to get her under covers
Awe damn I am really about to fuck a mother
I'm so sorry
[Verse Two]:
Look you can make an infant in less than an instant
So now I’m having second thoughts, start being distant
Whispers in my ear
But I ain’t even listening
If you like me why come you ain’t tell me about your kids then?
Am I just a lay for her
Maybe she’s an actress
Stageshow, play for her, scene 1 mattress
Scene 2 living room, next scene playground
Swing pushing, monkey bars, then I got no way out
I’ma lose by landslide
Tried to run away then I looked at her backside
Then I gave in, sex mad official
Mad tattoos, ex man’s initials
Kids names on her so I’m beating and reading
If we go further, I’m concerned with things her seeds’ll be needing
I had her screaming, for some reason she would keep on repeating
"Daddy daddy" I got paranoid, I’m sneakily leaving
Came back next day, sharing ziplock baggies
Of some Cheetos, we watching Hip-hop Harry
And Yo Gabba Gabba
Little man said he Youtubed me, and I was better than the average rapper
Son still learning how to potty
Got the nerve to tell me last night I heard you hurt my mommy
Awe man... that's messed up
[Hook]:
Now she called me a motherfucker
She lived life and had babies with another brother
And now I’m thinking about it, bout to get her under covers
Awe damn I am really about to fuck a mother
I got to do it though
Now she called me a motherfucker
She lived life and had babies with another brother
And now I’m thinking about it, bout to get her under covers
Awe damn I am really about to fuck a mother
I'm so sorry
{beat switches}
[Verse Three]:
I'm a motherfucker
She lived life and had babies with another brother
And now I'm thinking about it
I just got her under covers
Awe damn... I'm... I'm sorry
Look
So tell me what’s the answer if you don’t got a seed
And you run into a lady and she got what you need
And she got a little baggage, but the bags live and breathe
And talk and cry and want someone to feed them
And she could be the one
You could be in love
Cause she got a son
Or a daughter that ain’t your blood
Do you write her off?
Or do you step it up?
That’s why they call it stepfam
Sometimes it’s a plus
But
There is a flipside, buy her daughter jeans
But she got his eyes, his genes, she is from another fam
Introduce you to her friends, “Oh that’s my mommy’s man”
Her son wants to like you but the last dudes ran
So he’s mad standoffish and you kinda understand
And it’s tough to show discipline
You want them to dig you and
You wanna have another seed, you know you gon’ treat different and
You think for a minute, the hole that you slip up in
Had a whole body that could fit up in
I mean came up out
And you faced wit doubt
Maybe there’s more than one father and he claims the house
Comes by, pays bills, gives you half a dap
With a smirk like, "Stupid I could have her back."
And they’re cool so he might be tapping that
And you saving her ass, while he’s laughing at you
Guess the best advice is keep moving slow
Cause honestly you don’t know what the future holds
One day, you dating model broads, groupie hoes
Next day you watching Pokemon and Yu-gi-oh
So
Just because she got a little one
And the dealings with the pops of that kid is done
Doesn’t mean that she can’t go get her some
I’ll give her some, then watch how quick I run
I’m a motherfucker
