My Baby

Man There supposed to be no stress in a world of stress I want relaxation in a world of chaos How it was when we first met How it was, I can't recollect it And I feel what you said when you felt neglected, uh If it's gonna be like this, gotta just accept it, ooh When you dealing with a nigga like me, you gotta just respect it, uh Ups and downs and shit, all that's expected And when we argue back and forth I let you get the best of it I be more like, "What's all that for?" You know I ain't with that extra shit All the time I look at my phone like, "Damn, why you texting that?" Matter fact I ain't even texting back You know me, I ain't even stressing that Spend a forty, you can have the rest of that, uh You ain't even ask for that You ain't even gotta ask where the cash at, uh Just throw that ass back You know I like when you ride that Yeah, I like when you grab that Yeah, all week at the chiropractor All your friends know why you got a bad back And you know I cock that slab back Made the whole crowd back, back I don't even care who right there You know I'm gangsta like that Yeah, you still my baby, huh Even when you mad, you know you still my baby Pull your hair and I smack that ass You like how that feel, huh, baby? You know you drive me crazy And I drive you crazy But we still ridin', we crazy And she like when I drive fast No I ain't driving Ms. Daisy Then she like to ride it fast We doing that on the daily And she's still my baby (And she still my baby) Girl you're still my baby Don't nobody do it like you When you put them heels on baby And handlin' all this money, I ain't got nothin' to feel on baby So take them heels off, baby You know I love to watch them panties peel off, baby Where you about to go, baby? In order to get all this money, you know I got to go Always think I'm up to something when I'm on the road You know I walk in this bitch with a hundred, let's hit the store Listen up, why you tripping though? Who was with some hoes? You know I miss you, though I'm always with the bros I always gotta hit the studio I always got work to do, you know? I'm getting back on the road, wish you could go I got some secrets you should know Not no shit deep as the hood go Shit about going deep as I could go Come hop on my mic and blow Then I'm hoppin' inside the sauce Yeah, you could do what you want But I feel I got the right to know Yeah, you still my baby Even when you mad, you know you still my baby Pull your hair and I smack that ass You like how that feel, huh, baby You know you drive me crazy And I drive you crazy But we still ridin', we crazy And she like when I drive fast no I ain't driving Ms. Daisy Then she like to ride it fast we doing that on the daily And she's still my baby (And she still my baby)