‘Cuz sista, you don’t need him.
I ain’t tryna gas ya up, I just call ‘em how I see ‘em…
You know it makes me unhappy (what’s that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
‘Cuz sista, you don’t need him.
I ain’t tryna gas ya up, I just call ‘em how I see ‘em…
You know it makes me unhappy (what’s that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy