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2getha Baby Lyrics - Apollo Kids - Ghostface Killah

If it's a boy his swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine 

And if it's a girl, ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly 

What a joy we made from the love we made, yeah, yeah 

Yo, aiyo, I ran up on the corner, poppa warned her like, "what? " 

She pulled her shirt down, smiled, trying to hide her butt 

I said, "Nah, baby girlfriend, you ain't gotta do that" 

Hope you ain't the anorexic type trying to lose that" 

Us boys like 'em thick, short weaves, curls, braids 

I take 'em buck 50, 60 with them thick legs 

We can sail it out, five nights, six days 

Boat cruise, wardrobe flights, everything's paid 

If I'm aggressive just pardon my gangsta 

I just wanna get to know you, get to show you 

The way I move, that's part of my gangsta 

Like art, yo, I can sit you down and paint cha 

Plus my stove game's up, no red meat, but having you 

In my cipher right now, makes me feel complete 

Like a baby going night, night, sucking on his baby bottle 

You in a class by yourself, all them chicks follow 

If it's a boy his swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine 

And if it's a girl, ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly 

What a joy we made from the love we made, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yo, she cook and clean, matter fact she saved my life 

When I'm outdoor, she check and see if I'm alright 

I'm okay, babe, how you? ", I'm alright 

Just that the baby's kicking, I want some Popeye chicken 

And my back kinda hurt from the way I was sitting 

Hurry home so you can rub my big belly and kiss it 

And I need some, don't be fresh, girl 

You know I can't help it, baby, it stay wet, girl 

Yeah, that's my joy, love, strawberry shortcake 

Leave me weak in the knees where I can't even walk straight 

That's the reason why I got two court dates 

Grown nigga like me let his thing blaze for that 

I was raised in the Stat', that's my word 

I pluck something if you fuck with my bat 

And my name ring round the way, girl, she the sweetest thing 

I love you Starks, writing hearts in between our names 

If it's a boy his swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine 

And if it's a girl, ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly 

What a joy we made from the love we made, yeah, yeah 

I will be the sweetest thing you've ever known 

Like a kiss on a collarbone 

I wanna be ya best friend, your homey and your king 

And bring to fruition all of your dreams 

And so you're having my baby 

So stay forever my lady like Jodeci 

Now, push, push harder, harder 

I'd rather you be wifey than to be a baby father 

If it's a boy his swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine 

And if it's a girl, ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly 

What a joy we made from the love we made, yeah, yeah 

If it's a boy his swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine 

And if it's a girl, ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly 

What a joy we made from the love we made, yeah, yeah 

 

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