[Violent J]  Bitch back up cause your dimmin’ my shine  You got nine kids, only two of them 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 smelling nothing but baby poop  You got WIC food stamps, and ADC  Why you still fucking with me, you dirty scoundrel  And I’ma murder any friend of the court  Throw a bomb in they office on the way to the airport  Then blast off, catch a flight to another life  Five baby mommas every one of them 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  Baby momma blues    [Chorus]  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  Bitch leave me alone    [Esham]  Fuck my baby momma, with that baby drama  Callin’ me while I’m in the Bahamas with Lana and Donna  Two freaks that I met with the hummer from last summer  Anyway bitch, how’d u get my new number  Fuck my baby momma, she need a new weed?  That bitch did something that I couldn’t believe  She called up a priest, she called the police  And then called a 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 bout shit that none of them did   To all you deadbeat moms, who be bringin’ the drama  Fuck you in front of the court, and fuck my baby momma    [Chorus]  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    [Shaggy 2 Dope]  I got the baby momma blues from in my shoes  You don’t love them kids, you only keep them to use   You breathe fire, all your baby daddies are rappers   How that happen?  You got me plottin’ a kidnapping  Baby momma, baby momma, baby momma, fuck off!  All I know, you shoulda just jacked me off  He looks like me, bitch, he looks just like you  Damn, just a piece of neden ?  Bitch, I bought you a trailer, it wasn’t enough  You met some punk and he stole your stuff  You wrecked your car they cut off your phone  Baby mommas blowin 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 wont choke out all 4 of they faces  I got baby mommas in phenomenal places    [Chorus]  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  Leave me alone    [Esham]  There you have it, man  These hoes done lost they minds, man  These hoes keep tryin’ to hit a brother with charges  So I just keep on hittin’ them with gauges   You know what I’m sayin’?  These hoes can just jump up off me man  I don’t give a fuck what the DMA say, you hear what I’m sayin?  Fuck what the DMA say  I just had another one man  Yeah, it’s tryna get me  I don’t know man  I don’t know what they gone do  But if they break up out this..