Lyrics to Nowalaters
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Oh baby!

Oh baby!

Oh baby!

Oh baby!



hey, hey



Well if you thrust

Eventually you gonna gush

And I'm implying, I ain't had no business cryin'

'Cause we used that rubber twice

and we knew that shit was dyin' to bust



Well we was only seventeen

but you was older in between

And in my fresh Adidas fits

I used to come more clean than Jeru jerkin' off in a can of chlorine



Sophisticated with the game I was spittin' in

A nympho-maniac but with less discipline, or experience

V on my chest, when I 's put to the test

You said, "Goddamn nigga that ain't how you get it in!"

Dashboards for leverage, tall cans for beverage

The weed can make ya courageous

Make a Honda Civic seem so spacious

Make five minutes seem like ages

Anyway



You smell like Care-free Curl and Nowalaters baby

Said you liked high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's "Crazy"

Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy

Learned a lot, thank you much

Today I'm still campaigning



Hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey

Oh baby!

Oh baby!

Oh baby!

Hey, hey!



The lake don't smell so bad now do it

Don't trip up your hair baby just re-glue it

The windows is fogged up, can't nobody view it

Put down the Old E and turn up the Howard Huett



In some months, we had things discuss

Like how we blew it,

we got amniotic fluid and a baby flowin' through it

Hey, imagine if it look like us

It was me up in the vaginary

And I'm goin' love my kids whether real or imaginary

Quit school work at Depends at the mall next to Fashion Berry

Operation Cash-N-Carry

Manual labor from six to noon

Makin' six deblooms

Gotta baby that's fixed to bloom

and he need fitts to groom

Plus, gris the spoon

So let me twist the plume

Inhale and emit the fumes



You smell like Care-free Curl and Nowalaters baby

Said you liked high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's "Crazy"

Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy

Learned a lot, thank you much

Today I'm still campaigning (Hey, hey!)





I was composed, I didn't even crack a frown

I was supposed to let my pants fall down

And show my ass when I found out the baby was four months early and around ten pounds

I heard a lot of bad things about teenage mothers from those who don't really give a fuck about life

They say it ain't so much that they startin' out younger

it's just they supposed to be more like a wife

Meanin' you ain't shit without a man to guide you

If yo' momma tried to feed you that shit she lied too

Make ya grab any motherfucker that ride through

If jobs are applied to knots can get tied too



Plus I know that you musta been scared

It made it easy when them feelings were shared

Flash back to 20/20

I know you wasn't for the dollars 'cause you knew I had funny money

Yellin' all out like I'ma tear the whole hood up

You said leave 'cause the real daddy stood up

You said I was a mark for believin' in you

but now it's more that I'm seein' is true

There's a few things I'd like to say in this letter

like I wish I would have seen him grow

And ask my wife I learned to fuck much better

And thank you for lettin' me go, yeah

Thank you for lettin' me go, for real

Thank you for lettin' me go



You smell like Care-free Curl and Nowalaters baby

Said you liked high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's "Crazy"

Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy

Learned a lot, thank you much

Today I'm still campaigning
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