Baby Mama Must Die
[Intro]
Baby drama? This is baby mama murder
Lyrical style
And I been back and forth, back and forth, thinking in my mind whether I was gonna let this out or not
And I was like, fuck it
That's the way I was feeling at the time, that's what this bitch pushed me to do
So I'ma pull out these weapons on you, and there ain't shit you gonna do about it (It'll never happen)
[Verse 1]
Want you? You think I want you 'cause I get at you
To tell you that you're nothing but a blood-sucking bat who
Ninety nine percent of the time's nothing but bad news?
Now you're off in Frankston popping X with some black dude
Named Pokey, do you get poked in the ass and you a fag, dude?
I heard you had two kids, now you have six, is that true?
And еvery time you fuck her from thе back, it's a bad view
'Cause you gotta look at those two fucked-up tattoos
Asking you "Don't we make it sicker like achoo?"
Whilst DNA get at you to see if you can last through
This barbed wire, landmines, and secret booby traps too
And don't forget about the black widows in your bathroom
I rap to put you in a sack then take you to the backroom
Where I unwrap you to put a gat to your skull
Just to show you that this ain't no fucking act, dude
Pistol's in your mouth, now how the fuck you gonna act, dude?
But it's a fact who must die
[Hook 1]
My baby mama must die
My baby mama must die
My baby mama must die
My baby mama must die
[Verse 2]
Motherfucker, shut the fuck up 'fore I cut your damn tongue out
(No!) Where you going, bitch, you think you're just gonna run out?
"Where's my babies?" Our babies? They're at my mom's
But they're only gonna be my babies after you're gone
"What do you mean?" What do you think I mean, bitch? Come here
You think I'm gonna sit around here for one whole year
While my kids aren't even raised right, inside during daylight?
They confide in that fan every night, while you stray right
To Frankston just to take pipe and pop pills, and don't lie
You pop pills every day like, and may like to hit ice
What's next? You did X, then you did squares and get wet
In the van together with no AC while the kids sweat
Then get his dick wet in a trance of not giving a fuck
Does Brooklyn have her cup? Like I said, you ain't giving a fuck
So it's a fact who must die
Bitch, it's a fact who must die
Who?
[Hook 1]
My baby mama must die
My baby mama must die
My baby mama must die
My baby mama must die
[Verse 3]
Now before I kill your ass
Come here and take your pants off so I can feel your ass
Don't act like your sexuality still don't attract
My dick's already hard and it's about to be a match
I throw you down and hold your wrists, slip my dick between your slit
And fuck you while Hokey Pokey watches, I'll watch it get him pissed
I'll fuck you 'til you want to willingly cum
And the fact that you're about to die ain't killing me none
Because you're a bitch, the only reason that I liked you was your lips
Wrapped around my dick while I cum, you don't let it drip
But hey, it's cool to have the skills of a slut
I already came in your pussy, in your mouth, and your butt
So what else do you think it is I want from you?
But to pump one of these slugs and I'm through
And as for this dude, well I'ma just let him live
So he can try to come to find me, and when he does, he's getting dead
But it's a fact who just died
[Hook 1]
My baby mama must die
My baby mama must die
My baby mama must die
My baby mama must die
[Interlude]
So get it through your cunt mouth hard-headed skull
That inside of me is nothing but cold, bitch
You think I wanted you? I never wanted you
I wanted a family, but hey, I guess some things aren't meant to be, you know what I'm saying?
Oh what, this is a T-H-R-E-A-T? Well call the motherfucking police
And by the time they even come close to remotely making a case out of this, I'll have CPS at your front door making you kiss, bitch
So take it how it is
And you can't do shit about it, why?
[Hook 2]
My baby mama just died
My baby mama just died
My baby mama just died
My baby mama just died