Sex Makes Babies

They give it to me like they tryna make a million babies
I'm really their favorite
They calling for me
Don't even seem to know a nigga real name
And she don't even care to finish or wait, shit
No feeling no way, shit
No bending for me
No reason baby, I'm not still in your matrix
I already see the faces if I don't really make it
And explode with the space ship
Tryna make some more amore out this bitch Simone crib
And Faith crib
And hope their cousin don't approach me on that fake shit
They give it to me like they tryna make a million babies

They give it to me like they tryna make a million babies
(Get off that???)

They give it to me like they tryna make a million babies
I'm really their favorite
Standing still in the day
The day we blessed with all the chi'ren
And lay directly next to all the women and say
"No neck unless it's for beginning the day", shit
If I was still in the basement, you'd be still in your basement

They give it to me like they tryna start a family
That just don't understand me
And just grow to resent me
Especially because with us we young and fucking hopeless
And can't be focused and happy for anything

They give it to me like they tryna million babies
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