It Ain't Mines

[Chorus: Kango Slim]

Now I don't why you be acting all shady

I only want to hit, not to make you my old lady

So don't be telling me nothing about no babies

You trying to give me a charge you must be crazy (2x)

[Verse 1: Juvenile]

I don't know why you making people think I got you swell

You better quit it before one of my bitches pop you hoe

I know your baby daddy he ain't got no flow

You may be into playing games but its gone stop here though

You want more than a fuck, you just trying to tie a nigga up

Like my last bitch, I blew a lot of money on her

I met her, fast pace, lil mama hard for me to slow down

Why the sad face after the results come around?

You want a nigga to play daddy? Should have asked me

I would have gladly told you that I have me

When you met me you told me you wanted a gangsta to hit

Without the wisdom of knowing I'm off the chain with this shit

Now your feelings done got involved and you ain't glad with a fuck

And you wonder why all the players keep on passing you up

Look Juve ain't going through that old Billie Jean shit

I ain't gone let you put your babies on me I mean this

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[Verse 2: Juvenile]

You got a fat ass, your chest right, and you dress right

But would I fuck without a rubber? You're thinking I just might

Trying to get an easy pay off, you're fighting for a wild card bitch

But I'm in the playoffs, you be scheming all day, hoe take a day off

Find another target this one you need to stay off

Your looking for a reputation - I'ma give ya one

Don't be trying to give me a charge - nothing a nigga done

As far as I'm concerned that baby can be for anyone

Not til you entered the party there wasn't any fun

It's not me it's the attention I draw

To make these bitches fill out paper work and lie to the law

It's obvious she want to ride in the driver's seat of my car

Taking the lotteries to get some properties from a star

Look Juve ain't going for that old Billie Jean shit

I ain't gone late you put your babies on me I mean this

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[Verse 3: Juvenile]

They be like look at his lips, look at her eyes and her ears

Mama said "If I don't approve it, the baby not his"

She said she not gone keep all that (?) with kids

Keep playing mama said she saw 380 ya did

I saw the grin on your face the moment I saw you in court

Wish I would have saw your face when the test was exposed

This ain't your first time you done did before

Your not even gonna have a vagina no more

You're making accusations you ain't sure bout

You had a chance to be a queen but still you chose to whore out

Don't even speak you ain't no friend cause you an enemy now

Niggas knowing you ain't the hoe you pretend to me now

You done caught a maybe-baby, move you're whoring and drama

You needs to try to focus on your daughter lil mama

Look cause Juve ain't going for that old Billie Jean shit

I ain't gone let you put your babies on me I mean this

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