It's A Boy Lyrics - Slick Rick

It's me at last, the Rickster, Def Jam's where I be 

And most agree it's kinda amazing folks are born from where we pee at 

Though I definitely fiend it, baby no way, chills, clever mean it being 

Got to be careful (... be told), commercial ever seen it? 

Want a few hot ropes, some ask am I cheatin', do I? Nope 

Not a dope, love the mother, also loves me too I hope 

So I dig her a lot and although shorty honey break a nigga 

How you figure, bein' a big rap money makin' nigga 

Cute as a button, he tell 'bout the time we picked for cotton 

So it ain't forgotten, hope I don't spoil the nigga rotten 

Also, don't discriminate white, he'll be quite bright, if taught him right 

If not he like ask heavenly father, help me raise my shorty right 

So when I come home with the coil, I say "yo shorty run to royal" 

Seein' as I'm loyal and livin' on soil, it's best when you have someone to spoil 

So any toy, he wants he gets, yo kids ain't worth it midst the toys 

That they destroy, annoy, though me and his moms in middle of fits of joy and it's a boy 

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Pictured friends, milk and cookies, when you're done with the boys game 

Toy plane, Ricky Jr.'ll be a bundle of joy's name 

And furthermore teach birds and bees 

So won't be a nerd and burst herds of, second and thirds of 

and Dada better be the first words of 

Just kiddin', son'll be (need) a one man girl, spend a lot on what he be wearin' 

Best of care, best that money can buy is what he'll be wearin' 

With these weathers around, protect him, they'll say in a cage I kept him 

Though wage you kindergarten probably be another major step and 

Lo and behold a star holdin', 'cause yo be loadin' trips and sowin' 

You know and... throwin' a fancy home for him to grow in 

"He's kinda pleasin' to raise"... so baby say. No thank you... ease in 

Sneezin', now what do I do when he cry for no reason? 

Though any toy, he want he get, yo kids it ain't worth it, midst the toys 

That they destroy, annoy, though me and his moms in middle of fits of joy and it's a boy, yo 

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Baby mom, under wing, though if dress up, could string 

Line of cuties, though cling, don't wanna mess up a good thing 

You know how it is when guys that pay girls seem to hog us 

fiend and dog us, scheme for more guts 

Goin' into labor date, 18 of August 

It's that time tellin' friends, congratulate's yellin' 

Gonna be six weeks premature, but thanks to God, he's doin' well 

And givin' credit where it is due, while rap's achievin' let it 

As for bills forget it, 'cause the way I rap, don't even sweat it 

My own when me and my hon son, don't fuss, agree 

Though son, I still kinda wish I coulda been there when he was born at 3: 01 

Bygones be gone, there's nowhere wrong and all 

Your son's about and since I didn't and this being the first 

You know I had to write a rap about the incident 

And the rose is for the squeeze, I would've sent a few no women with the kin in it 

Wish us luck world as we enter a new beginning 

And like I said, any toy, I'm tryin' to tell ya that midst the toys 

That they destroy, annoy, though me and his moms in middle of fits of joy and it's a boy