Oh baby!
Oh baby!
Oh baby!
Oh baby!

hey, hey

Well if you thrust
Eventually you gonna gush
And I'm implying, I ain't had no business cryin'
'Cause we used that rubber twice
and we knew that shit was dyin' to bust

Well we was only seventeen
but you was older in between
And in my fresh Adidas fits
I used to come more clean than Jeru jerkin' off in a can of chlorine

Sophisticated with the game I was spittin' in
A nympho-maniac but with less discipline, or experience
V on my chest, when I 's put to the test
You said, "Goddamn nigga that ain't how you get it in!"
Dashboards for leverage, tall cans for beverage
The weed can make ya courageous
Make a Honda Civic seem so spacious
Make five minutes seem like ages
Anyway

You smell like Care-free Curl and Nowalaters baby
Said you liked high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's "Crazy"
Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy
Learned a lot, thank you much
Today I'm still campaigning

Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey
Oh baby!
Oh baby!
Oh baby!
Hey, hey!

The lake don't smell so bad now do it
Don't trip up your hair baby just re-glue it
The windows is fogged up, can't nobody view it
Put down the Old E and turn up the Howard Huett

In some months, we had things discuss
Like how we blew it,
we got amniotic fluid and a baby flowin' through it
Hey, imagine if it look like us
It was me up in the vaginary
And I'm goin' love my kids whether real or imaginary
Quit school work at Depends at the mall next to Fashion Berry
Operation Cash-N-Carry
Manual labor from six to noon
Makin' six deblooms
Gotta baby that's fixed to bloom
and he need fitts to groom
Plus, gris the spoon
So let me twist the plume
Inhale and emit the fumes

You smell like Care-free Curl and Nowalaters baby
Said you liked high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's "Crazy"
Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy
Learned a lot, thank you much
Today I'm still campaigning (Hey, hey!)


I was composed, I didn't even crack a frown
I was supposed to let my pants fall down
And show my ass when I found out the baby was four months early and around ten pounds
I heard a lot of bad things about teenage mothers from those who don't really give a fuck about life
They say it ain't so much that they startin' out younger
it's just they supposed to be more like a wife
Meanin' you ain't shit without a man to guide you
If yo' momma tried to feed you that shit she lied too
Make ya grab any motherfucker that ride through
If jobs are applied to knots can get tied too

Plus I know that you musta been scared
It made it easy when them feelings were shared
Flash back to 20/20
I know you wasn't for the dollars 'cause you knew I had funny money
Yellin' all out like I'ma tear the whole hood up
You said leave 'cause the real daddy stood up
You said I was a mark for believin' in you
but now it's more that I'm seein' is true
There's a few things I'd like to say in this letter
like I wish I would have seen him grow
And ask my wife I learned to fuck much better
And thank you for lettin' me go, yeah
Thank you for lettin' me go, for real
Thank you for lettin' me go

You smell like Care-free Curl and Nowalaters baby
Said you liked high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's "Crazy"
Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy
Learned a lot, thank you much
Today I'm still campaigning


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