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Outkast - Miss Jackson Outkast - Miss Jackson |
Transpozícia: [+1 +2 -1 -2] | Yeah this one right here goes out to all the babys mamas, mamas...
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
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Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
A baby drama mama, dont like me
She doing things like havin her boys come from her neighborhood
To the studio tryin to fight me
She need to get a, piece of the american pie and take her bite out
Thats my house, I disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private schools, daycare, shit, medical bills, Ill pay that
I love your mom and everything, see I aint the one who laid down
She wanna rip you up, start a custody war, my lawyer stay down
She never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided
She had fish frys and cookouts
On my childs birthday I aint invited
Despite it, show her the utmost respect when I fall through
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah
CHORUS
Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Me and your daughter
Got a special thang goin on
You say its puppy love
We say its full grown
Hope that we feel this
Feel this way forever
You could plan a pretty picnic
But you cant predict the weather, Ms. Jackson
Ten times out of nine, now if Im blind fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and Ill decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout that crib with the goodyear swing
On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever
Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?
Forever never seems that long until youre grown
And notice that the day by day rule cant be too long
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician to abacadabra off the sadder
Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he
Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me
Had, I pray so much about it need some knee, pads
It happened for a reason one cant be, mad
So know just know that everything is cool
And yes I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation
CHORUS
Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Uh, uh, yeah
Look at the way he treats me, shit, look at the way you treat me
See your lil nose ass homegirls got they ass up in the creek G
Without a paddle, you left the straddle and ride this thing on out
And the union girl aint speakin no more cuz my dick all in her mouth
Know what Im talkin about, jealousy, and fidelity, envy
Cheating, beating, and to the Gs they be the same thing
So who you placin the blame on, you keep on singin the same song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your mama
CHORUS
Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Im sorry Ms. Jackson
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
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