UGK — Mutha Aint Mine

[Intro: Bun B, (Woman)] (Hey you little sorry mother fucker you know I'm pregnant now) Pregnant for who? (You bitch, you trifling ho') You ain't pregnant for me, I ain't make no motherfucking baby (Sorry nickel and dime ass funky nigga) I don't give a fuck, making babies for them niggas that make love, I fuck, I don't make no babies (Bitch you don't know the meaning of fucking ho') I must know the meaning of something, you come around her talking about you a baby for me, well I got something for your motherfucking ass, it ain't mine (Yeah, you gone take care of your responsibilities trick) Man, motherfuck me and them responsibilities, you better go to the welfare line with that bullshit (Welfare? You got me fucked up) Man, look here you better get out of my motherfucking face because I ain't claiming nan little motherfucking baby, so you can go on with that shit [Verse 1: Bun B] Now all you ho's listen up to what I'm saying Regardless of the consequences Bun B ain't paying You're laying in my bed and dead center's what I'm looking fo' Let me get this nut and you can get your ass to booking ho' Don't cook no breakfast and don't cook me no lunch You ain't nothing but another little banana in the bunch Catch the metro home or you can walk like a bum bitch You ain't worth a John, break this rock and catch a crumb Yeah I nutted in you bitch, you got a problem with it? See I left some on the bed too, you can go and get it This bitch is tryna game on a trill ain't it funny You know them trill ass niggas ain't bout giving up no money I see you starting to get a little belly on you bitch You two months swolle with that old seven month bitch I hope your nigga ready for the bills he bout to get Best not send no papers my way ho' cuz I ain't paying shit If anybody ask me bitch, I ain't even done it Rather feed a feign a crumb and punch yo ass in the stomach Cuz from my point of view get your ass out my face Next time around tryna catch a fucking rape case Cuz if it's mine or not, you can raise up off my dick Better sign up for some food stamps, welfare or the WIG Cuz child support I can do without Here's a fork and butter knife, cut it up and shit it out The motherfucker ain't mine [Samples (x5)] I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick [Verse 2: Pimp C] Bitches in PA, all about the okey doke Fuck around with Pimp C and get your fucking neck broke Ho' gave me the pussy, now she claim I shot sperm But they all know I keep a hood on my fucking worm Bitch had a mind to try to catch me in a rape case Caught her ass slipping shot three shots in her fucking face Cuz I ain't the one, ain't the two or the three So how the motherfuck is you gone fade Pimp C Gotta get a grip ho' or better get a clutch Before they find your ass walking round here with a crutch Cuz I'm a trill nigga, so you fucked the real shit I kick ya in your stomach and leave you naked in a ditch All heard of J, dirty and magic So get your tail up and get the crawfish out your ass Talking bout you got a baby growing in your sack But I ain't bout to claim her now, fucking shaving yak You want to have a baby cuz you think that I'm rich But like that other ho' you better take your ass to Beaumont bitch Cuz bitch I don't think you want to push me I throw you on the floor and shove a hanger in your pussy Come to think about it bitch, what you talking bout? Can't be from me because I nutted in your mouth Girl you must have lost your fucking mind Cuz I know that the ugly motherfucker ain't mine [Samples (x4)] I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick [Verse 3: Bun B] Now hoes be getting anxious to get a niggas cash Just give up some pussy and you thinking that my money Imma pass Kiss my ass bitch, It ain't gone work Tryna have a baby for me ho' I ain't no fucking jerk Gonna get your ass hurt fucking around with the trill You must not know the deal Me claim a baby? How the fuck you feel? No bitch, no way, no how, ain't no happenings If I claimed it, your trifling ass would be out high capping Bitch I wouldn't give your ass the pleasure or the pain Me and my nigga's ran a train so why you pointing my way? Ho' I was second out of six And that's too many dicks for your trifling ass to try and make a bit Bitch you better start with the first Then skip to the third cuz that little Bun B shit is absurd But see now I done heard it all befo' But keep that bullshit up and you gone make me get some shit on my toe Ho' I ain't with it so you best go home Before you fuck around and get your little trifling ass rolled on Have a baby for me, how you figure? I love pregnant pussy, but only when it's for another nigga But see now that trigga ain't no punk So bail before they find you and a cut up baby dead in my trunk Don't make me chuck your ass in a ditch You talking all you want, but see the motherfucker ain't mine bitch [Samples(x7)] I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said She said the lucky man is you Get off my dick I ain't claiming shit That's what I said