I'm a little slow today. I just switched to Sanka. So...have a heart?

Monday, October 23, 2006

It's been almost ten years!

Time certainly flies, doesn't it?!

So I'm sure you'll be as shocked as I was to find out that it's been ten years since Trick Daddy came out with his masterpiece, "My Baby Daddy."

It is, dare I say, genius?

[CHORUS]
That's just my baby daddy
(Who that is)
That's just my baby dad
(Who that is)
That's just my baby dad
(Who that is)
That's just my baby dad
(Who that is)
That's just my baby dad
(Who that is)
That's just my baby dad
(Who that is)
That's just my baby daddy
(Who that is)
That's just my baby daddy
(Who that is) T-Bird
That's just my baby daddy

Why everytime I call
It's the same thing
You got to be
On the phone with Elaine
Or either Shawna or Donna
And when the phone click

Don't even try, girl
Quit lying, girl
You must think I'm stupid
Or even blind, girl

'Cause something ain't right
And I'm fixing to go
You said y'all broke up
A long time ago
And who is L.A. Sno
That ain't nobody

[repeat CHORUS]

You said your baby daddy
Was locked up but why The Bird
Say y'all was at the mall
You a liar (you a liar)

Okay then, what his name
(Lavall) yesterday
You said his name was Jay
So it ain't the same

It must be your new boyfriend
How come your best friend told me
The dude name was Ken (whatever)

You better get it together
'Cause whenever you lie
I'm like Mary J.
I'm not gon' cry

Hey, why don't you get up
And get the door
(You get the door)
Yo, who that is (I dunno)
I bet that's just your baby daddy

[repeat CHORUS]

What's up, man
You ready to go
You know we gotta
Go to the store

Now see, that's a perfect example
You know you ain't fittin' to go
And get no Pampers

Well, while you at it
Get some milk
If you don't hurry back
I'm a been done dipped

Oh, baby, you can save the drama
'Cause I'm finna go
And see my baby mamma

[repeat CHORUS]

I'm sick and tired, girl
You 'bout to get fired, girl
Don't even try, girl
But I already been lied, girl

I'm sick and tired, girl
You 'bout to get fired, girl
Shut up and keep quiet, girl
I'm sick and tired of
All your lying, girl

T-Bird, I need
Some money for my baby
I ain't giving you no money
That ain't my baby
(Yes, T-Bird, it was)

That ain't my kid
(Yes, it is your daughter)
I got one son
(You got a daughter too)
I got a son named Chris and that's it

(T-bird, you tripping)
I ain't smell that junk you talk
(T-Bird) forget that
(But T-Bird, I love you)
I ain't with it, I ain't with it
Forget that

[repeat CHORUS]

My man Agee say Hell
Ain't your baby daddy
L.A. Sno ain't your baby daddy
My man, it's pressure
Ain't your baby daddy
J.D., he ain't yout baby daddy

That's just my baby daddy

[repeat CHORUS]

2 Comments:

Blogger Laura said...

Remember when we had big plans of doing this as a karoake duet? Whatever happened to that plan...

10:13 PM

 
Blogger Dayngr said...

Now I want to kill myself...

10:25 PM

 

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