Ghostface Killah, Raheem DeVaughn - Baby lyrics

If it's a boy
His swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine
And if it's a girl
Ooh, just like her momma, she gon' be so fly
What a joy we made from the love we made
Yeah, yeah

Yo, aiyo, I ran up on the corner
Poppa warned her 'what'
She pulled her shirt down, smiled
Trying to hide her butt
I said 'Nah, baby girlfriend
You ain't gotta do that'
Hope you ain't the anorexic type
Trying to lose that
Us boys like 'em thick, short weaves, curls
Braids
I take 'em buck 50, 60 with them thick legs
We can sail it out, five nights, six days
Boat cruise, wardrobe flights
Everything's paid
If I'm aggressive, just pardon my gangsta
I just wanna get to know you
Get to show you the way I move
That's part of my gangsta like art, yo
I can sit you down and paint cha
Plus my stove game's up, no red meat
But having you in my cypher right
Now makes me feel complete
Like a baby going night-night
Sucking on his baby bottle
You in a class by yourself
All them chicks follow

Yeah, yo, she cook and clean
Matter fact she saved my life
When I'm outdoor
She check and see if I'm alright
I'm OK, babe, how you? "I'm alright
Just that the baby's kicking
I want some Popeye chicken
And my back kinda hurt from
The way I was sitting hurry home
So you can rub my big belly and kiss it
And I need some", don't be fresh, girl
You know I can't help it, baby, it stay wet
Girl yeah, that's my joy, love
Strawberry shortcake
Leave me weak in the knees where
I can't even walk straight
That's the reason I got two court dates
Grown nigga like me let his
Thing blaze for that
I was raised in the Stat', that's my word
I pluck something if you fuck with my bat
And my name ring round the way, girl
She the sweetest thing i love you Starks
Writing hearts in between our names

Mr producer, drop the beat right here, now
Ghostface Killah, let me talk to them
Radio Raheem

I will be the sweetest
Thing you've ever known
Like a kiss on a, collarbone
I wanna be ya, best friend
Your homey and your king
And bring to fruition, all of your dreams
And so you're having my baby
So stay forever my lady, like Jodeci
Now, push (push) harder (harder)
I'd rather you be wifey
Than to be a baby father