Huh Mama

[Hook] Sugar pie, honeybun you know that I love guns I can't help myself Can't keep that heat on the shelf You knew I was a knucklehead Ever since you met me I tried to do good for you, boo But them streets wouldn't let me You wanted a relationship You was willing to chase it I know you seen the pack I kept the ninas packed But you just wouldn't face it You mad they got me locked away Tell me are you leavin'? Are you going away? Or could I trust in you to hold it down like Claire Huxtable Cause I'm in love with you [Hook 2 x2] I know all that shit that you did for me But now that I'm locked is you troopin' the bid with me? Are you willing to suffer for my stupidity? Huh ma? Huh ma? Huh mama? 9-5 I crime drive, pockets swellin' with stacks My girl said "keep sellin' them cracks you gon' dwell in the max" I ignored her, knowin' she was only tellin' the facts Either that or get my melon cracked when the shell interacts But fuck it cause I done been to hell and back I feel my C-cipher senses is well intact I'm developin' that If I can just find a slumlord to sell us a shack I'll set up shop with this dumb broad live elephant fat Where the fellas is at? Sit, spark a L and chit chat On how we can sell richter for fifty flat til they tell us it's wack Then we drop the price to fourty-three like they feel that it oughta be In all re-al we still quadruple a quarter ki Unfortunately police caught me The man I shot in the Camelot tellin' the jailers where they escorted me [Hook 2] [Hook]