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Yeah, this one here goes out to all the baby's mamas' mamas
Mamas', mamas
Baby's mamas', mamas
Yeah, it goes like this
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
My baby's drama mama don't like me
She's doing things like having the boys
Come from the neighborhood to the studio and try to fight me
She needs to get a piece of American pie and take a bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, not a pay check
Private school, daycare shit, medical bills, I pay that
I love your mom and everything
See, I ain't the one that's gonna lay down
If she wants to rip you off and start a custody war
My lawyers stay down
Shit, you never got a chance to hear
My side of the story, we was divided
She had fish fries, sweet tarts, Ja's birthday, I had invited
Despite it, I show her the upmost respect and when I fall through
All you, so what? Defend the lady when I call you
Yeah you
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Me and your daughter
Gots this thing going on
You say it's puppy love
We say it's full grown
Hope that you feel this
Feel this way forever
You can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather
Ms. Jackson, ten times and nine
I'm lying if I find
The quickest muscle to throw it in your mouth and I'll decline
King meets queen and the puppy love thing
Together dream 'bout the crib with the good swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel this forever
Forever? Forever ever? Forever ever?
Forever never seems that long until you're grown
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. Jackson, my intentions were good, I wish I could
Become a magician to abracadabra all the sadder
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he
Asking what happened to the feeling that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it, I need some knee pads
It happened for a reason, I can't be mad
So know this, know that everything is cool
And yes, I'll be there present on the first day of school
And graduation, I love mom
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Look at the way he treats me
Shit, look at the way you treat me
Tell those nosy ass home girls to send off for the greet, G
Without a paddle, you left to straddle right this thing on out
Now you and your girl is picking 'em off
Slightly all in her mouth
Gorillas talking about jealousy, infidelity, envy
Cheating, beating, in the end, G, they mean the same thing
So who you placing the blame on?
You keep on singing the same song
Let bygones be bygones
You can go and get the hell on, you and your mama
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, boo-hoo
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times



Writer(s): Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton, David A. Sheats Copyright: Gnat Booty Music, Chrysalis Music



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