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Fantasia Baby Mama

-A-M-A This goes out to all my baby mamas This goes out to all my baby mamas B-A-B-Y M-A-M-A This goes out to all my baby mamas I got love for all my baby mamas

Översättning: Fantasy. Baby Mama.

-A This goes out to all my baby mamas This goes out to all my baby mamas B-A-B-Y M-A-M-A This goes out to all my baby mamas I got love for all my baby mamas

I wanna talk to But I don't wanna rush I?m here, when will you make your move? I see you eyein' me I want cha, why don't cha come to me? I can be what you need, ooh baby

a dream of livin' wealthy, makin' it big Over football [unverified] what take it, he did And after all my mama's thankin' God For blessing her child All my mama

Toot that thang up mami, make it roll Once you pop pop, lock it for me girl get low If yo mama gave it to you baby girl let it show Once you pop, lock

take me home Would you be my private dancer? Chrous [Marquis] What your mama gave ya shouldn't be cherished Verse 3 Show me a shot, baby,

a obstacle fool, I had them buff bitches runnin Mass confusion now I hear one-time comin So I swing to the exit, jumped off and jetted Thank God mama kept the baby

Your melonated, carbon-dated, phantom of the Chakras Me and Puff, we was chilling in Miami He said "N-gga f-ck the underground, you need to win a Grammy for your mama