LYRICS
作词 : Dean, Pilate, Simmons
Rapper and actor DMX along with wife pregnant wife Tashera
Showed up at the federal court in Queens Wednesday
To accept a plea agreement
Inside the courthouse,DMX signed autographs with a sketch artist over the face
As well as the fans caught off guard
By this star's appearances
My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door
Got me like 'I ain't messing with that b***h no more'
Don't even like so I can't **** with her
Thinkin cause we got a kid together,I'm stuck with her,nah
（Repeat）
DMX - Baby Motha (Year of the Dog...Again) - My baby's motha be buggin', she wanna blast stick ****er
One of them talk shit, and then get they ass kicked
Once upon a story, you niggas know the story
And that everything is lovely when it's all about the glory
But soon as shit hit the fan, honeys be wanna take the kid and scram
I'm having bad thoughts,don't like how dark it's getting man
From the time I wake up and get dressed
I get stressed,and hardly ever get rest
It's oh-five, so I'm on some different shit cousin
She ain't gonna have me livin' through that riffin' shit cousin
I got moves to make and mad shit to do
Her friends are looking good so I might hit the crew
It's like one and two that might get a nigga that big and happy
And I know them niggas will hits me 'cause when I see 'em, they be winkin' at me
You listenin thinkin that's a crazy brother
But I'm gonna have to be a father who ain't ****ing with his baby mother
Niggas be callin' the cops, thinkin' they calling the shots
Takin the dude with the bag,baby it's all in the pops
And do yo thing,cause I'm doin mine boo
A nigga just been chillin, I been just fine, and you?
I kicked it with my honey and she put me on to something
You gon think until you really see me gon,I'm frontin
Maybe if you kept your friends of respectable distance
Out of our business,I wouldn't have to come and visit
I thought you knew, let the shit you like switchin' clothes
When them niggas through, ain't too sure when they home
But that ain't never stopped yo ass from passin on the Guess
Askin for that Cougie sweater,patten up the breast
Patten up the butt, but you think niggas is stupid
Last week yo shit was like the dog, look at it now, too big
I ain't gonna blow your shit no more, I shouldn't be even did that
Cause you my baby motha,and I'ma always hit that
Give a hell what you say （You don't）
I ain't never gon go away （You won't）
I'ma stalk you till I find you （Been there）
Turn around and be right behind you （Still there）
Be in the bushes outside yo house
Just waitin for you to come out
Cause I'm a stupid ass nigga (I know)
A real stupid ass nigga (I know)
Ain't nothing but a stupid ass nigga
My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door
Got me like 'I ain't ****ing with this shit no more'
Give me a Puerto Rican honey that cook rice and beans
And hair down to her ass,who looks nice in them jeans
So I can be like 'Damn, you looking good and I wanna ****'
But you a chicken so when I'm finish,I got a duck
Plus,you don't wanna be around and see what honey do
And plenty comin through,she comin through with that twenty-two
Trust me,you don't need that in your life
Oh y'all niggas already know, I got a wife
You'se a stupid ass nigga, a real stupid ass nigga
You ain't nothing but a stupid ass nigga. Stupid ass nigga!