Baby mama

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4/15/2025Aria v1
[Intro] “Hey boy, you better answer that phone— She done lit the porch on fire again
” Click. Backwoods love got a body count. [Verse 1 ] She got a .38 snub in her diaper bag, Baby on her hip, and her ex in a body bag. Tramp stamp say “ride or die,” But she meant it, left three dudes high and dry. Lip full of dip, talkin’ slick in the trailer, Cookin’ up rocks while she checkin’ her jailer, Last man left got buried in the swamp, She roll up loud with that methjaw chomp. Pop a Xan with a Busch Light chaser, Tat her own name with a razor, High heel boots in a chicken wire dress, Takes what she wants, don’t settle for less. Screamin’ on the porch with a pistol in hand, Shoutin’ “I need love!” while she robbin’ my van, This ain’t romance, this a dirt road mess— Where the love burn hotter than a meth house press. [Chorus 1] She got that backwoods baby mama drama, Fistful of pills and a court case comma, Holler-bound heart with a sawed-off soul, Breakin’ every law just to feel whole. She love like w*r, scream like thunder, A kiss on the lips, then she pull you under, That backwoods baby mama drama— Only thing hotter is the heat in the sauna. [Verse 2 ] She got two baby daddies and a Glock on her dresser, New man every week, but I still can’t forget her, Caught her in the barn with a preacher and a pack, Tied him to the post and ain’t never looked back. Draco in the dash, lipstick on the clip, Shootin’ at the clouds while she talkin’ her sh— Got a tattoo of a teardrop, never did time, But she’ll frame you fast, drop a dime on a dime. Hair dyed red, attitude black, Keep a burner in her bra and a k***e in her back, Kinda love make a man go missing, Kinda kiss taste like sin and prescription. [Chorus 2] She got that backwoods baby mama drama, Fistful of pills and a court case comma, Holler-bound heart with a sawed-off soul, Breakin’ every law just to feel whole. She love like w*r, scream like thunder, A kiss on the lips, then she pull you under, That backwoods baby mama drama— Only thing hotter is the heat in the sauna. [Hook / Outro] She wild, she mean, she mine, she gone, Tore my heart out just to use it for a bong. She wild, she mean, she curse, she charm, Left her name carved in my forearm. Backwoods queen, she don’t play calm— Baby mama drama in a ticking b**b.