4th Baby Mama
Summer Walker
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Tell me why did you do this to me? After we made plans for a family? A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin' I wanna start with yo' mama, she should've whooped yo' ass (mmm) Know you ain't shit, but she don't care 'cause you lit Payin' for trips, cars, bags (bags) and bought the crib (crib) But she ain't never call you out 'Cause she like the way that she live But that some foul shit She wasn't even around when, you ain't have no money (money) That's why I find it funny (funny) I guess that guilt hit hard (hard), bein' gone for so long That's why she makes excuses for all your wrongs And what's the point in keep on havin' kids If she just gone be raisin' them? That's just pure laziness I'on't get it is you tryna keep up with Thug? Is you racin' him? Crazy how you really think that shit's cute, be embracin' it, oh It really don't get no worse than you 'Cause you ain't even got the nerve To stand up on yo' word Oh, no-no-no, uh Oh, no-no-no, huh? What was you tellin' them? What was you tellin' me? What was you tellin' them? And what was you tellin' me? Why would you do all that? Just to be sellin' dreams Ain't even pullin' through You just be talkin' Damn, I ain't know niggas be out here tryna trap bitches Never took me nowhere lavish 'Til you seen Drake hop on the track with it If you ask me you was actin', whole time just actin' You ain't give a f*ck about me, you was just tryna cash in (no) Only buy me nice shit, big dates, just for Instagram flashin' Tryna get your likes up, know you a clout addict Gotta let niggas know that you have it Gotta let niggas know that you have it And all you be doin' is braggin' Tellin' people, that I'm your queen But all you mean, is just of R&B I know you ain't care, 'cause you always gone How could you make me spend my whole fuckin' pregnancy alone? And where was you at? 'Cause you claim you at work But them other niggas said they made the beats, so how that add up? Prolly was with your baby mamas one through three You claim that you had a ring (for me) You was prolly out fuckin' hoes What was you tellin' them? What was you tellin' me? What was you tellin' them? And what was you tellin' me? Why would you do all that? Just to be sellin' dreams Ain't even pullin' through You just be talkin' Tell me why did you do this to me? After we made plans for a family? A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin'
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Written by: Ashanti Daniel Guerrero, Ernest Dixon, Jerome Monroe Jr., Moreno Tyrone Gijsbers, Paul Jefferies, Roy Hamilton, Summer Walker, Tyrell Big
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