If it's a boy his swag and ditty bop'll be just like And if it's a girl, ooh, just like her she gon' be so fly What a joy we made the love we made, yeah, yeah
Yo, aiyo, I ran up on the corner, poppa her like, "what?" She pulled her shirt down, smiled, trying to hide her I said, "Nah, baby girlfriend, you ain't do that" Hope you ain't the anorexic trying to lose that"
Us boys like 'em thick, weaves, curls, braids I take 'em 50, 60 with them thick legs We can sail it out, five nights, six Boat cruise, flights, everything's paid
If I'm aggressive pardon my gangsta I just wanna get to you, get to show you The way I move, that's of my gangsta Like art, yo, I can sit you and paint cha
Plus my stove game's up, no red meat, but you In my cipher right now, makes me feel a baby going night, night, sucking on his baby bottle You in a class by yourself, all chicks follow
If it's a boy his swag and ditty bop'll be like mine And if a girl, ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly What a joy we from the love we made, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yo, she cook and clean, matter fact she saved my When I'm outdoor, she and see if I'm alright I'm okay, babe, how you?", I'm Just that the baby's kicking, I some Popeye chicken
And my kinda hurt from the way I was sitting Hurry home so you can rub my big and kiss it And I need some, don't be fresh, You know I can't help it, baby, it wet, girl
Yeah, that's my joy, love, shortcake Leave me weak in the knees where I can't walk straight That's the why I got two court dates Grown nigga like me let his thing blaze for
I was raised in the Stat', my word I something if you fuck with my bat And my name ring round the way, girl, she the thing I love you Starks, hearts in between our names
If it's a boy his swag and ditty be just like mine And if it's a girl, ooh, like her momma she gon' be so fly What a joy we made the love we made, yeah, yeah
I will be the sweetest thing you've ever Like a kiss on a I wanna be ya friend, your homey and your king And bring to fruition all of dreams
And so you're my baby So stay forever my lady Jodeci Now, push, push harder, I'd rather you be wifey than to be a father
If it's a boy his swag and ditty bop'll be just like And if a girl, ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly a joy we made from the love we made, yeah, yeah
If it's a boy his swag and ditty be just like mine And if it's a girl, ooh, just her momma she gon' be so fly What a joy we from the love we made, yeah, yeah