Insane Clown Posse, Esham - Deadbeat Moms lyrics

Bitch back up cause you're dimmin' my shine
You got nine kids, only two of em mine
I get you cigarettes, weed
Pampers and similac
Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that
Your shit loop like a bowl of soup
And every time I'm with you
I'm smellin' nothin' but baby poop
You got WIC, food stamps, and 80C
Why you still fuckin' wit me
You dirty scoundrel? (Bitch)
And I'ma murder any friend of the court
Throw a bomb in they office on
The way to the airport
(There go your payment) then blast off
Catch a flight to another life
Five baby mommas, everyone of 'em trife hoes
They won't stifle
Always wanna fight and for what?
Get the rifle, one to her butt, POP!
I won't have it, bitches won't fly straight
And I got two more bitches
Callin' sayin' they late (Fuck)
Baby momma blues

Deadbeat moms are chasing me
Ain't no one on my side
I'm packin' all my shit up
And I'm taking off tonight
(Just leave me alone)

Fuck my baby momma, with that baby drama
Callin' me while I'm in the
Bahamas with Lanna and Donna
Two freaks that I met with
The hummer from last summer
Anyway bitch, how'd you get my new number?
Fuck my baby momma, she need a new weave
The bitch did something that
I couldn't believe
(I don't believe that shit)
She called up a priest, she called the police
And then called the lawyer and
Took half of my piece fuck, my, baby momma
I can't see it like Stevie Wonder
All I know is when it rains, it thunders
My baby momma took me under
Fuck my baby momma, and my thirty kids
Don't tell me about shit that none of 'em did
To all you deadbeat moms who
Be bringing the drama
Fuck you and friend of the court
And fuck my baby momma

Deadbeat moms are chasing me
Ain't no one on my side
I'm packin' all my shit up
And I'm taking off tonight

I got the baby momma blues, from in my shoes
You don't love them kids
You only keep em to use ya breathe fire
All your baby daddies are rappers
How that happen? you got me
Plottin' to kidnap ya
Baby momma, baby momma, baby momma, FUCK OFF!
All I know, you should've just jacked me off
He looks like me, bitch he
Looks just like you, dAMN
Just a piece of neden for cuttin' some ooh
Bitch I bought you a trailer
It wasn't enough (Uh, huh)
You met some punk, and he stoled your stuff
(Dumb bitch)
You wrecked your car, they cut off your phone
Baby mommas blowing me up, AIN'T NOBODY HOME!
How much money just for three kids?
I got three other hoes layin' down they bids
Don't think I won't choke out
All four of they faces
I got baby mommas in phenomenal places

Deadbeat moms are chasing me
Ain't no one on my side (Fuck my baby mama)
I'm packin' all my shit up
And I'm taking off tonight
(Bitch, fuck you, I'm out)
(Just leave me alone)

"There you have it man, these
Hoes done lost they mind, man
These hoes keep tryin' to hit
A brother wit charges
So I just keep on hittin' em wit
Dodges you know what I'm sayin'?
These hoes, just step up off me man
I don't give a fuck what the DNA
Say you hear what I'm sayin'?
Fuck what the DNA say, I
Just had another one, man
Yeah, it's tryin' to get me, I don't know
Man i don't know what they gon' name it
But if they break up out this-"