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rich baby mama - gloss up lyrics

[intro]
my name is gloss up
and i’m a baby mama
(what up, foo?)
(everybody know stroud)

[verse 1]
my son sittin’ right here in my lap while i’m recordin’ this
‘member times at night i was ready to call it quits (remember)
now i’m writin’ all the hits, my babies are part of it (a part of it)
i’ma give ’em everything ’cause they the ones i started with (love them)
child support ain’t sh*t, my kids ain’t goin’ out bad
they mama and they daddy, man, them all they ever had (all i got)
no excuses either, baby, i just hopped up in my bag (i just hopped up in my bag)
’cause my kids come first, i’ma give thеm my last
baby mamas out here hustlin’ like meech, it hit diffеrent (hit different)
do anything for our children, love ’em and help ’em listen (on god)
hug ’em and give ’em kisses ’cause the streets out here is crazy
give ’em all the things that the world ain’t never gave me (ever)
could never let anybody talk down and try to play me (never)
got a deal after drama, now i’m gettin’ to the commas (commas)
when you call me “baby mama,” please say “rich” before the “baby” (please)
yeah, please put “rich” before the “baby” (got to)

[interlude]
rich baby mama
the rich baby mama
yeah, it’s the rich baby mama
ms. get sh*t done
shout out to my motherf*ckin’ mothers
makin’ sh*t happen for they kid
[verse 2]
this one for the ones workin’ two jobs, grindin’ on they own (own)
poppin’ sh*t in the streets, still takin’ care of home
the ones doin’ football, cheerin’ at the games (cheerin’)
in school, makin’ dinner, doin’ every diaper change (everything)
know some had it rough, makin’ sure it ain’t the same for they kids
them bosses that be gettin’ it how they live
my friend had an abortion, i know it was hard
one day, i hope she feel the same love in her heart
what i do for my kids, it’s worth it, man, i promise
don’t listen to the haters, don’t worry ’bout the comments (f*ck ’em)
yeah, i make mistakes, but i never let it faze me (never)
and when you say “baby mama,” put “rich” before the “baby” (please)

[outro]
p.s., put “rich” before the “baby”
the rich baby mama
this for my baby mamas
don’t need a n*gga for sh*t

- gloss up lyrics

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