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Baby Mother
by Melody
If you have to call for help, we get ready for what it is.
Like you trying to rekindle with the father of your kids
Not accepting that he has moved on.
This isn't a game and has been going for too long.
Every time you conjure up another life or death situation,
Bloody nose and new clothes its nothing but you hating.
They are taken care of and want for no thing
And still you insist on the attempt to make us miserable
This may be scandalous but your jealousy supersedes the reality of life
All about his wife is messing with your mind
Jovial persona to avoid confrontation on the premise of disrespect
It's a facade when the first thing you ask is for a check, then saying
She just wants your money and can have your sorry ass
If that was the case then let go of the past
There was no permission requested, anyone who feels could guess it
I am the one in his heart and you?
He won't have to re-live it
God don't like ugly, you see what I mean
Modern day terrorist head of the ex / Baby Momma regime
A transfer of energy, better yet annihilation to preconceived notions
Basically stop dreaming, I am every woman
Experienced over most, real love I am his first
Just like the water, I quench his thirst
Reports about how I'm sweet and the food is good
I've got it all taken care of just as I should
Pick a goal, write down a vision and get a life
Don't let us be the reason for you losing sleep at night
Its bad enough your virtue has been demonished
Here is a characteristic trait, try being honest
Embellishing on status so the entire world can know
Those who hear observe as your hidden agenda stays exposed
All the lights at night glisten, my grass an exclusive hue of green
We are on another level flowing like coasts and streams
Why does it hurt, fallen, foolish, the same ole sad songs
Never thought to just restart from where you went wrong
Your whole life is ahead of you, trust me it is
But stop making the bounty, the father of your kids
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