Karaoké Ms. Jackson OutKast

This goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas

Mamas

Mamas

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times

A baby mama's drama don't like me

She doing things like having her

Boys come from her neighborhood to the studio to fight me

She need to get a piece of the

American pie and take her bite out

That's my house

I disconnect the cable and turn the lights out

And let her know her grandchild is a baby not a paycheck

Private schools daycare medical bills I'll pay that

I love your mom and everything see

I ain't the one who laid down

She wanna rip you up the start custody war my lawyer stay down

She never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided

She had fish fries and cookouts on my child's birthday

I ain't invited

Despite it I show her the utmost respect when I fall through

All you do is defend that lady

That's when I call you, yeah

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times

Me and your daughter got a special thang going on

You say it's puppy love

We say it's full grown

Hope that we feel this feel this way forever

You could plan a pretty picnic

But you can't predict the weather

Ten times out of nine now if I'm blind I'm fine

The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline

King meets queen then the puppy love thing together dream

'Bout that crib with the Goodyear swing on the oak tree I hope we feel like this forever

Forever forever ever forever ever

Forever never seems that long until you're grown

And notice that the day by day rule can't be too long

Miss Jackson my intentions were good

I wish I could

Become a magician to abracadabra all the sadder

Thoughts of me thoughts of she, thoughts of he

Asking what happened to the feeling that her and me

Had I pray so much about it need some knee pads

It happened for a reason one can't be mad

So know this know that everything is cool

And yes I will be present on the first day of school and graduation

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times

Look at the way he treats me

Look at the way you treat me

See your little nose home girls got they ass up in the creek G

Without a paddle you left the straddle and ride this thing on out

And you and girl ain't speaking no more 'cos my all in her mouth

Know what I'm talking about jealousy, infidelity, envy cheating, beating and to the G's they be the same thing

So who placing the blame on?

You keep on singing the same song

Let bygones be bygones

You can go to the hell on you and your mama

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, ooh

I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times