Deadbeat Moms chords by Esham, Insane Clown Posse

  • C

  • Em

  • Gm

    3
  • D

  • D#

    6
Verse 1
C
[Violent J]
Em
Bitch back up cause your
C
dimmin' my shine
You got nine kids, only two of them mine
I get you cigarettes, weed,
Em
C
pampers, and similac
Gm
Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that
C
Em
C
Your shit loop like a bowl of soup
And every time I'm with you,
I'm smelling nothing but baby poop
Em
C
You got WIC food stamps, and ADC
D
D#
Em
Why you still fucking with me,
D#
D
you dirty scoundrel
C
And I'ma murder any
friend of the court
Throw a bomb in they office on
the way to the airport
Then blast off,
Em
C
catch a flight to another life
Five baby mommas every
Gm
one of them trife? hoes
C
They won't stifle,
Em
C
always wanna fight and for what
Em
C
Get the rifle one to her butt, POP!
I won't have it,
Em
C
bitches won't fly straight
D
And I got two more bitches
D#
Em
D#
callin' sayin' they late
D
Baby momma blues
C
[Chorus] Deadbeat moms are chasing
Verse 2
C
me
ain't no one on my side
D#
Gm
C
I'm packin all my shit up and
D
C
D
D#
I'm taking off tonight
Bitch leave me alone
Verse 3
C
[Esham]
Em
Fuck my baby momma,
C
with that baby drama
Callin' me while I'm in the Bahamas
with Lana and Donna
Em
Two freaks that I met with the
C
hummer from last summer
Anyway bitch,
Em
C
how'd you get my new number
Fuck my baby momma,
Em
C
she need a new weed?
That bitch did something
that I couldn't believe
She called up a priest,
Em
C
she called the police
D
And then called a lawyer and
D#
Em
D
took half of my piece
C
Em
C
Fuck my baby momma,
I can't see it like Stevie Wonder
Em
C
All I know is when it rains it thunders
My baby momma took me under
Em
Fuck my baby momma,
C
and my thirty kids
Don't tell me bout shit
that none of them did
Em
To all you deadbeat moms,
C
who be bringin' the drama
D
Em
Fuck you in front of the court,
D#
D
and fuck my baby momma
C
[Chorus] Deadbeat moms are chasing
Verse 4
me
ain't no one on my side
D#
Gm
C
D#
I'm packin all my shit up and I'm
D
D#
taking off tonight
Verse 5
C
[Shaggy 2 Dope] I got the baby
momma blues
Em
C
from in my shoes
You don't love them kids,
Em
C
you only keep them to use
You breathe fire,
Em
C
all your baby daddies are rappers
How that happen?
D
You got me plottin' a kidnapping
C
Em
Baby momma, baby momma,
C
baby momma, fuck off!
Em
C
All I know, you shoulda just jacked me off
Em
He looks like me, bitch,
C
he looks just like you
D
D#
Damn, just a piece of
Em
D#
D
neden ?
C
Bitch, I bought you a trailer,
Em
C
it wasn't enough
You met some punk and he stole your stuff
You wrecked your car
Em
C
they cut off your phone
Baby mommas blowin me up
AIN'T NOBODY HOME!
Em
C
How much money, just for three kids
Em
I got three other hoes
C
layin' down they bids
Em
Don't think I won't choke
C
out all 4 of they faces
D
I got baby mommas in phe
Em
D
nomenal places
Verse 6
[Chorus]
C
D
Deadbeat moms are chasing me
C
Em
ain't no one on my side
Gm
C
I'm packin all my shit up and
D
D#
I'm taking off tonight
Verse 7
Leave me alone
C
[Esham]
There you have it, man
D
These hoes done lost they minds, man
D#
C
These hoes keep tryin' to hit
a brother with charges
C
So I just keep on hittin'
them with gauges
You know what I'm sayin'?
These hoes can just jump
up off me man
C
I don't give a fuck what the DMA say,
D
you hear what I'm sayin?
Fuck what the DMA say
D
D
I just had another one man
C
Yeah, it's tryna get me
C
I don't know man
I don't know what they gone do
But if they break up out this.
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