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Child Support
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What do you mean you can't pick him up this weekend? Bro, you haven't seen your kid in like seven months Bruh You think this life is easy? You got hoes tryna be me You out here texting and finessing while your child is needy You got your pockets greedy, I gave your block your CDs Man, I done held you down and held you up, this how you did me? I f*cked up and let you give me a baby Noticed you started getting real lazy Got on your ass, you started to hate me Needed a loan, you never repaid me All of a sudden I'm the one you hate, uh-huh, why, 'cause it's true? You hate that I'm the only one that know the real you I ain't these hoes, huh, take off they clothes, huh You all alone, huh? Everyone knows, huh? 'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack I ain't these hoes, huh, I'm out here bold, huh You going broke, huh? You all alone, huh? Said you got this and you got that but you ain't got nothing to show Now you all up in my business, I don't want you no more I ain't these hoes, huh, take off they clothes, huh (Good riddance, f*ck your feelings) You all alone, huh? Everyone knows, huh (Yeah, we got a kid and all, but you got to be kiddin') 'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack (Good riddance, f*ck your feelings) I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack (Yeah, we got a kid and all but you got to be— ahh) You boys be bragging 'bout your bitter baby mamas for the streets Talking about we want you back, what the f*ck you think your baby eats? I don't even need a check, but oh my god, I hate a bum Out here flossing, talking shit on Facebook, you ain't seen your son But I mean good riddance, f*ck your feelings Yeah, we got a kid and all, but you got to be kiddin' Telling all your lies to your guys that you left me Probably choke me out if I talk and get messy You wanted a Spanish mami, put the cameras on me You banned your homies from talking to me Got mad hoes, coulda bagged your bro, but your petty shit don't bother me 'Cause good riddance, f*ck your feelings Yeah, we got a kid and all but you got to be— ahh I ain't these hoes, huh, take off they clothes, huh You all alone, huh? Everyone knows, huh? 'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack I ain't these hoes, huh, take off they clothes, huh (Good riddance, f*ck your feelings) You all alone, huh? Everyone knows, huh (Yeah, we got a kid and all, but you got to be kiddin') 'Cause as your child grow bigger, child support don't stack (Good riddance, f*ck your feelings) I ain't gotta say shit, your baby said you so wack (Yeah, we got a kid and all but you got to be— ahh) Hahaha, bro And don't be trippin' 'bout who you see me with, either He got a new dad
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