Deadbeat Moms Lyrics - The Calm - Insane Clown Posse

[Violent J] 

Bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine 

You got nine kids, only two of them mine 

I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac 

Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that 

Your shit loop like a bowl of soup 

And every time I'm with you, I'm smelling nothing but baby poop 

You got WIC food stamps, and ADC 

Why you still fucking with me, you dirty scoundrel 

And I'ma murder any friend of the court 

Throw a bomb in they office on the way to the airport 

Then blast off, catch a flight to another life 

Five baby mommas every one of them trife? hoes 

They won't stifle, always wanna fight and for what 

Get the rifle one to her butt, POP! 

I won't have it, bitches won't fly straight 

And I got two more bitches callin' sayin' they late 

Baby momma blues 

[Chorus] 

Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side 

I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight 

Bitch leave me alone 

[Esham] 

Fuck my baby momma, with that baby drama 

Callin' me while I'm in the Bahamas with Lana and Donna 

Two freaks that I met with the hummer from last summer 

Anyway bitch, how'd u get my new number 

Fuck my baby momma, she need a new weed? 

That bitch did something that I couldn't believe 

She called up a priest, she called the police 

And then called a lawyer and took half of my piece 

Fuck my baby momma, I can't see it like Stevie Wonder 

All I know is when it rains it thunders 

My baby momma took me under 

Fuck my baby momma, and my thirty kids 

Don't tell me bout shit that none of them did 

To all you deadbeat moms, who be bringin' the drama 

Fuck you in front of the court, and fuck my baby momma 

[Chorus] 

Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side 

I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight 

[Shaggy 2 Dope] 

I got the baby momma blues from in my shoes 

You don't love them kids, you only keep them to use 

You breathe fire, all your baby daddies are rappers 

How that happen? 

You got me plottin' a kidnapping 

Baby momma, baby momma, baby momma, fuck off! 

All I know, you shoulda just jacked me off 

He looks like me, bitch, he looks just like you 

Damn, just a piece of neden ? 

Bitch, I bought you a trailer, it wasn't enough 

You met some punk and he stole your stuff 

You wrecked your car they cut off your phone 

Baby mommas blowin me up 

AIN'T NOBODY HOME! 

How much money, just for three kids 

I got three other hoes layin' down they bids 

Don't think I wont choke out all 4 of they faces 

I got baby mommas in phenomenal places 

[Chorus] 

Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side 

I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight 

Leave me alone 

[Esham] 

There you have it, man 

These hoes done lost they minds, man 

These hoes keep tryin' to hit a brother with charges 

So I just keep on hittin' them with gauges 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

These hoes can just jump up off me man 

I don't give a fuck what the DMA say, you hear what I'm sayin? 

Fuck what the DMA say 

I just had another one man 

Yeah, it's tryna get me 

I don't know man 

I don't know what they gone do 

But if they break up out this.