• 标题:4th Baby Mama
  • 歌手:Summer Walker
  • 专辑:Still Over It
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  • 语言:en
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    作词 : Summer Walker/Paul Jefferies/Jerome Monroe Jr/Moreno Tyrone Gijsbers/Ashanti Daniel Guerrero/Roy Hamilton/Ernest Dixon/Tyrell Bing
    作曲 : Summer Walker/Paul Jefferies/Jerome Monroe Jr/Moreno Tyrone Gijsbers/Ashanti Daniel Guerrero/Roy Hamilton/Ernest Dixon/Tyrell Bing
    Intro
    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...
    Verse 1
    I wanna start with yo mama, she should've whooped yo ass
    Know you ain't sh!t, but she don't care 'cause you lit
    Paying for trips cars, bags and bought the crib
    But she ain't never call you out, 'cause she like the way that she live
    But that some foul sh!t, 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 sh!t's 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?
    Chorus
    What was you telling them?
    What was you telling me?
    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
    Verse 2
    Damn, I ain't know niggas be out here tryna trap b!tches
    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 fxck about me, you was just tryna cash in
    Only buy me nice sh!t, big dates, just for Instagram flashing
    Tryna get your likes up, know you're a clout addict
    Gotta let niggas know that you have it
    And all you be doing is bragging
    Verse 3
    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 fxcking pregnancy alone?
    And where was you at? 'Cause you claim you at work
    But them other niggas said they made the beats, so how that add up?
    Prolly was with your baby mamas one to three
    You claim that you had a ring, you was prolly out fxcking hoes
    Just to be selling dreams, ain't even through, you just be talking

    Outro
    A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker, and
    I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin...