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F  G               Am                                           G
     Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
F                    G            Am
  Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
G
  Yeah, go like this


Chorus: x2
F                                           G
 I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
 Am                                     G
 Never meant to make your daughter cry, I apologize a trillion times
F                                           G
 I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
 Am                                     G
 Never meant to make your daughter cry, I apologize a trillion times


F
My baby's drama mama, don't like me, she be doin things like
                                                  G
Havin them boys come from her neighborhood to the studio tryin to fight me
    Am
She need to get a, piece of the american pie and take her bite out
       G
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
    F
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
                              G
Private school, daycare xxxx, medical bills I pay that
  Am
I love your mom and everything, but see I ain't the one who laid down
G
She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down
F            
She never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided
                                               G
She had fish fries and cookouts for my child's birthday I ain't invited
Am
Despite it, I show her the utmost respect when I fall through
G
All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah


F                                           G
 I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
 Am                                     G
 Never meant to make your daughter cry, I apologize a trillion times
F                                           G
 I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
 Am                                     G
 Never meant to make your daughter cry, I apologize a trillion times


F                                                 G
Me and your daughter, got a special thang goin on
Am                       G
You say it's puppy love, We say it's full grown
F                                              G
Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever
Am                                    G
You can plan a pretty picnic, but you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson


Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin, fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline
King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream
Bout that crib with the Goodyear swing
       F
On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever
N.Ñ.
Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?
Am
Forever never seems that long until you're grown
    G
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too long
    F
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could
                                G
become a magician to abacadabra all the sadder
Am
thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he
G
Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me
F
Had, I pray so much about it need some knee
                               G
Pads, It happened for a reason one can't be
Am
Mad, so know this, know that everything is cool
    G
And yes I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation


F                                           G
 I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
 Am                                     G
 Never meant to make your daughter cry, I apologize a trillion times
F                                           G
 I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, ooh, I am for real
 Am                                     G
 Never meant to make your daughter cry, I apologize a trillion times


Speech
"Look at the way he treats me" xxxx, look at the way you treat me
You see your little nosy-ass homegirls done got your ass sent up the creek G
Without a paddle, you left to straddle and ride this thing on out
Now you and your girl ain't speakin no more cause my dick all in her mouth

F
Knahm'talkinbout? Jealousy, infidelity, envy

Cheating to beating, in the end to the G they be the same thing
   Am
So who you placin the blame on, you keep on singin the same song
    G
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on, you and your mama

Chorus x2    
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2 Comments

  1. Alexa.Ukulele

    I think this song should be a level one

  2. f g a c

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