Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Raheem DeVaughn
Raheem DeVaughn
Composer
Austin Garrick
Austin Garrick
Composer
Rashad Smith
Rashad Smith
Composer
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Austin Garrick
Austin Garrick
Producer
Jordan "DJ Swivel" Young
Jordan "DJ Swivel" Young
Recording Engineer
Koby Hass
Koby Hass
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rashad Smith
Rashad Smith
Producer
Anthony "Acid" Caputo
Anthony "Acid" Caputo
Recording Engineer
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Mixing Engineer
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
If it's a boy
His swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine
And if it's a girl
Ooh, just like her mama she gon' be so fly
What a joy we made, from the love we made
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Yo, hey yo, I ran up on the corner, papa warned her, what
She pulled her shirt down, smiled, trying to hide her butt
I said, "Nah, baby girlfriend, you ain't gotta do that"
Hope you ain't the anorexic type, trying to lose that
Us boys like em thick, short weaves, curls, braids
I take em buck 50, 60 with them thick legs
We can sail it out, five nights, six days
Boat cruise, wardrobe flights, everything's paid
If I'm aggressive, just pardon my gangster
I just wanna get to know you, get to show you
The way I move, that's part of my gangster
Like art, yo, I can sit you down and paint ya
Plus my stove game's up, no red meat, but having you
In my cypher right now makes me feel complete
Like a baby going night-night, sucking on his baby bottle
You in a class by yourself, all them chicks follow
[Verse 3]
If it's a boy
His swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine
And if it's a girl
Ooh, just like her mama she gon' be so fly
What a joy we made, from the love we made
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 4]
Yeah, yo she cook and clean, matter fact she save my life
When I'm outdoor, she check and see if I'm alright
I'm okay, babe, how're you? I'm alright
Just that the baby's kicking, I want some Popeye chicken
And my back kinda hurt from the way I was sitting
Hurry home so you can rub my big belly and kiss it
And I need some, don't be fresh, girl
You know I can't help it, baby, it stay wet, girl
Yeah, that's my joy, love strawberry shortcake
Leave me weak in the knees where I can't even walk straight
That's the reason why I got two court dates
Grown **** like me let his thing blaze for that
I was raised in the Stat', that's my word
I pluck something if you fuck with my bat
And my name ring round the way, girl, she the sweetest thing
I love you Starks, writing hearts in between our names
[Verse 5]
If it's a boy
His swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine
And if it's a girl
Ooh, just like her mama she gon' be so fly
What a joy we made, from the love we made
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 6]
I will be the sweetest thing you've ever known
Like a kiss on a collarbone
I wanna be ya best friend, your homie and your king
And bring to fruition, all of your dreams
And so you're having my baby
So stay forever my lady, like Jodeci
Now push, push, harder, harder
I'd rather you be wifey than to be a baby father
[Verse 7]
If it's a boy
His swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine
And if it's a girl
Ooh, just like her mama she gon' be so fly
What a joy we made, from the love we made
Made, yeah, yeah
[Verse 8]
If it's a boy
His swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine
And if it's a girl
Ooh, just like her mama she gon' be so fly
What a joy we made, from the love we made
Written by: Austin Garrick, Dennis Coles, Raheem DeVaughn, Rashad Smith
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