18 Years

[Intro: Mos Def & Kanye West] This next guest.. is my man Bringing him back, its a pleasure to have him here Please give it for my brother Kanye.. West Uh.. Let me start by.. Thanking you know.. for allowing me to come back because this is one of the important days in the year to me... next to y'know Christmas, my mother's birthday and my birthday y'know Now here goes the story... My momma calls me and she says "Baby, I'm down in Miami and they playin' your song all day long. You making a lot of money right now. So when you on the tour I know there's gonna be lot of girls out there tryna throw you their pussy" (haha) I mean that's how my momma talks with me She says "Baby, imma want you to put on three rubbers cause I don't want no girl out there fucking up our money [Verse: Kanye West] Eighteen years, eighteen years She got one of your kids, got you for eighteen years I know a nigga payin' child support for one of his kids His baby mama car and crib is bigger than his You will see him on TV any given Sunday Win the Super Bowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was supposed to buy your shorty Tyco with your money She went to the doctor, got lipo with your money She walkin' around lookin' like Michael with your money Should've got that insured, Geico for your money If you ain't no punk Holla, "We want prenup! We want prenup!" (Yeah!) It's somethin' that you need to have ‘Cause when she leave yo' ass, she gon' leave with half Eighteen years, eighteen years She got one of your kids, got you for eighteen years And on the 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his! Maaan! he killed that bitch, they gave him 25 years, 25 years Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..