[Talking]
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Yeah-yeah-yeah, ay let's win a Grammy with this one
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Let's go woo-woo, this for all the single mothers out there
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Coming straight from your boy Fliperaci, the number one fly boy
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I done took y'all to the club, I done took y'all to the streets
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Fin to make you think, pay attention let's go
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[Lil' Flip]
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When we was kids, we wasn't worried about the bills
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It was all about the ice cream, and rolling down hills
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Look boy meets girl, the next day he wanna kiss
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He make it to third base, but the condom wouldn't fit
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And guess who bust in, the lil' girl's daddy
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And you know black folks, he beat the lil' girl's ass
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Now her stepmom mad, she like send her back
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Cause I don't want my real daughter, growing up like that
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I tired to tell you last year, when you bought that phone
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And you don't know what she doing, when we ain't at home
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In these days, the kids looking older now
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So a grown man, might tap you on the shoulder now
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[Hook]
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This about a lil' mama too, if pop was here
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I know it's hard to raise a child, and maintain a career
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This a message, to all the single mothers in the world
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(don't be wasting all your time)
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And if a coward get you pregnant, and he don't wanna help
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Don't get stressed out, you can do it by yourself
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Cause you a strong woman girl, enjoy your life
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And no matter what they say, keep your head to the sky
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[Lil' Flip]
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Now it's eight years later, ery'body seventeen
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But everything changed, since Kim left the scene
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Now her laid back man, moving crackular
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You want a ki, you gotta meet him at the back of the store
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But guess who saw who, at the club that night
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After exchanging phone numbers, somebody started a fight
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Now ery'body running, so Kim ran with him
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That's when she said you a playa, why you ain't leaving with them
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That's when he said I want you, I been waiting for you
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What you say we get a room, just me and you
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After too much liquor, one thang led into another
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But you know where he messed up, he told her he loved her
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[Hook]
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[Lil' Flip]
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Now it's two months later, that nigga disappeared
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Meanwhile Kim at home, trying to wipe away her tears
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Befo' she gave it up, he use to call daily
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Another month passed by, now she going crazy
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She popping up at clubs, she even keyed his car
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That's when she got the phone call, bitch you went too far
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Oh now you calling back, cause your car got scratched
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You said you loved me, I can't believe I fell for that
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Damn, I shoulda known you was a pig anyway
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Look my stomach been hurting, and my friend kinda late
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Wait, I took a test at least three or four times
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But you know what cowards say, it ain't mine
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[Talking]
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And I know you tired, of hearing that man
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A real man take responsibility, for his seeds
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This for every single mother, whether you white or black
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It don't matter, you know I'm saying
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Ery'body can't be born rich, you know I'm saying
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I come from the hood, I made some'ing out of nothing
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You know I'm saying, everytime I do a concert
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It's females in the front row, after the show
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They like sign my autograph, so I can get back home
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My kids gotta go to school, you know I'm saying
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So if you taking care of your child, by your damn self
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Keep doing your damn thang, if Fantasia can do the shit
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Anybody can do it, you dig what I'm saying
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Straight up, holla back
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Single Mother
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Lil' Flip |