(Intro: Yukmouth)

Stress, that's all y'all hear, I like a bag of stress

(Is that right?), baby mamma's own

Speak on this, uh



(Chorus: Yukmouth)

My baby mamma, why y'all be crazy daily

Hit us up with drama, playin with babies

And tryin to break your player partners

Wonder why we blaze weed and steadily smokin marijuana?

Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA!



(Yukmouth)

My baby mamma, probably been screwed

by so many dudes that she's confused

Keep makin moves and breakin fools and V-12's like you and I

I flew in high of Endo and I.C.E.

That baby's supposed to look like me

Girl, youse a lie, now who's them eyes?

Where did he get that big-ass hair-fro?

Lookin like a baby macks hair-drum, huh

Platinum, until my bread come

So she can try to sue me and do me

like they did my man Num, my baby mamma

The typical groupie, she watch me go from

squattin the hoopie, to clockin loochie and the prowl

I see woman livin me coochie like, catch (catch)

Go, go smoke-a-lot Rolex stretch in the crowd, grab a bitch, ey

Throw up your hands if you're H-O-support

Throw up your hands if you're going to court hey

The life that you live is long not short hey

Dig it, you catch a nigga like me smokin weed

on the porch with your baby mamma



(Chorus: Yukmouth)

My baby mamma, why y'all be crazy daily

Hit us up with drama, playin with babies

And tryin to break your player partners

Wonder why we blaze weed daily smokin marijuana?

Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA!

Your baby mamma

I know she freak nasty something like a black Madonna

To get me back behind my back

She probably fuck my partner

but you can have her player partner

Yo, cause I forgot, my baby mamma (YOUR