Mr. Short Khop - Ya Baby Daddy lyrics

I ain't the one, the one to get played like a pooh bu*t See I'm from the streets, so I know what's up "Hold on, hold on, wait a minute, f** that sh** Why don't you kick some of this 99 sh** for them baby mamas" [verse 1] Ya baby daddy, worst n***a that you ever met First n***a that you ever s**ed n***a had you crying Couldn't get it in but I was trying Said it wouldn't hurt but I was lying Dying to hit some new poontang Make you do things Bare back, no hat, blood had the sheets stained Cherry popped, now I hear you wanna marry Khop b**h I just barely hit the twat Seems to be your doing to much It always been funny, how time fly by Now your doin two months Same p**y gettin old like my aunt Now I only hit when a n***a get drunk On late night rondevous, creepin Tossin up other hoes, cheatin Hopin you was at the house sleepin After work, sixty days later on the first Got a page, baby mama gave birth [Chorus] Ya baby daddy, worst n***a that you ever met First n***a that you ever s**ed Ya baby daddy, forever causin sh** and never sweat Never thought he would of been a threat Ya baby daddy, down for tossin anything he meet Catch him crawlin in and out of sheets Ya baby daddy, ain't no tellin where he might be Mama warned you bout a n***a like me [verse 2] We's out, my little man about three now And I don't even see how I f**ed with you in the first place You been the worst case, since I met ya I never satisfied a** ever Left you in the kitchen I'm out throw on this mission Lookin for attention Ran into this b**h, in a six Shot the sh** quick, got the digits Same night we kicked it Started of jokin, crankin, touchin Then we got to smokin, drankin, f**in In the bath tub, smoke dubs, back rubs, soap suds Rush the guts, bust a nut, no love, what the f** Back to the house around fo' Stepped in the do' Seen yo a** walkin cross the flo' Pacin, accusin me of false allegations Trick, I ain't did naythin You wastin your time tryna get a playa stuck Make him spill his guts Now you wanna smell a n***as nuts If I pull my balls out you gotta blow me Damn good thing the other b**h washed 'em for me [Chorus] She don't know, I f**ed another hoe on the low She don't know She don't know, I f**ed another hoe on the low Khop say it ain't so She don't know, I f**ed another hoe on the low She don't know She don't know, I f**ed another hoe on the low Khop say it ain't so [verse 3] I got used to hittin new sh** Hey you ain't never knew sh** Hallin how a player do sh** But the plot got hectic Some sh** I least expected That other broad popped up pregnant Ain't this a b**h That trick came with a twist And i'm like what part of the game is this I'm through What the f** a n***a suppose to do With you, baby mama number two "Hello" Hello is Khop there? "This me, who this?" Man what, a better question would be, who the f** is this Who the f** do you think you are n***a What you can't call me back after I been pagin you 911 I remember there was a time I wouldn't even get the chance to page yo a** Before you'd call me back, but now I got the pregnancy test You wanna act all new on a muthaf**er, you crazy as hell [Chorus] Yo, Mr. Short Khop with a dedication To all the baby mama's world wide Real n***a, in a real situation Your baby daddy b**h, your baby daddy b**h Put the whoop on it [X5]