Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
La Chat
La Chat
Vocals
Juicy J
Juicy J
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Paul Beauregard
Paul Beauregard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Paul
DJ Paul
Producer
Juicy J
Juicy J
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's my baby mama, I'm on child support
She get welfare checks, but I stay in court
It's my baby mama, she be ridin' Caddie
And she always lookin' for sugar daddies
[Verse 2]
It's my baby daddy, he be always broke
And he ain't no good, nothing but a joke
It's my baby daddy, he just love to have it
He be cheatin' on me, that's why I can't stand him
[Verse 3]
Mane, this freak has got me stressin', in the court I must confess that
Players tryna get that check, and who put hickeys on your neck? And
In the jail, I can't be stayin', and my Gs you can't be cakin'
Child support can burn like torch when you get behind on payments
Here they go, they send them letters, then they wanna come and get you
Probably shoulda used a jimmy, probably shoulda never met her
Why you wanna try to impress me? Always lyin', tryna caress me
[Verse 4]
All these so-called ballers want me, boy, I'm styled, you know I'm sexy
I'm La Chat, you'll see I'm swole, got you waitin' at a toll
Ready to break me off a fee, keep your girl on your payroll
See me switchin', blowin' a kiss
And dudes don't know what they be missin'
I'm the type of girl you need, keeps  on cookin' in the kitchen
Bake your biscuits up from scratch, get you sprung off my cat
But you better take care of your kids, juvenile court is where it's at
(Where it's at?) You ain't know? Cheese is missin', you ain't show
And that freak you shackin' with, she too nice, I'm mean though
[Verse 5]
It's my baby mama, I'm on child support
She get welfare checks, but I stay in court
It's my baby mama, she be ridin' Caddie
And she always lookin' for sugar daddies
[Verse 6]
It's my baby daddy, he be always broke
And he ain't no good, nothing but a joke
It's my baby daddy, he gives love to Heaven
He be cheatin' on me, that's why I can't stand him
[Verse 7]
It's DJ P and brothers, we always just tryin' to be dawgs
But it is okay, ain't no ho gon' stop the way that we walk
We kickin' this off in them doors, and when it's on, they gon' run
And please believe when we come, we gon' come like a nut cum
Down and dirty in these streets, rough and rugged on these freaks
Riding Caddie, automatic, mane, we gotta keep that heat
Keep that heat for them streets
'Cause, mane, these streets be watchin' me
Memphis, Tenn., kick the chain, players gotta kick the crease
[Verse 8]
Division two juvenile court is where they had your boy
Monthly payments I gotta pay, but I keep comin' short
Now not payin' child supports and these courts got me runnin', mane
Spendin' nights with these other freaks and all my dawgs, mane
Warrants for your boy arrest, got me sweatin' from the stress
Gettin' drunk and high all night, 'bout to drive me to that white
Mane, if they boys want me, they gon' really have to find me
Messin' off with these scalawag hoes, they so grimy
[Verse 9]
It's my baby mama, I'm on child support
She get welfare checks, but I stay in court
It's my baby mama, she be ridin' Caddie
And she always lookin' for sugar daddies
[Verse 10]
It's my baby daddy, he be always broke
And he ain't no good, nothing but a joke
It's my baby daddy, he just love to have it
He be cheatin' on me, that's why I can't stand him
[Verse 11]
Why you playin'?
Boy, your baby need some shoes, boy, your baby need some clothes
Need to try and pay your fee, why you out here payin' these hoes?
Ain't no more for me and you, but this what they gotta do
With the seed we had conceived, don't you know he's part of you?
I don't want to hear your mess, talk to me 'bout givin' checks
Put a judge up in my business, what I want is what I get
Shoulda known it from the jump, all that talk was just a front
Now you payin' for that layin', see your ass in court next month
[Verse 12]
Pay you cheese, I'll give you quarters, I'll just wait the court to order
Mexico is where you'll find me, somewhere round the fucking border
Hangin' with the finest women, walkin' with a gangster limp
And drinkin' on a case of D.P., goody green, you know we with it
I done hustled, worked a job
And broke some back, there wasn't no stoppin'
You done did the clubbin', hoppin', and them pills you kept on poppin'
Now I see why you be freakin', now I know why you be geekin'
If you wanna give me reasons, catch me in that player season
[Verse 13]
It's my baby mama, I'm on child support
She get welfare checks, but I stay in court
It's my baby mama, she be ridin' Caddie
And she always lookin' for sugar daddies
[Verse 14]
It's my baby daddy, he be always broke
And he ain't no good, nothing but a joke
It's my baby daddy, he just love to have it
He be cheatin' on me, that's why I can't stand him
Written by: Jordan Houston, P. Beauregard
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