Yeah, this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas' mamas, he-he-he, the baby mamas' mamas
Yeah, go like this
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (woo), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
My baby drama's mama don't like me
She be doing things like havin' them boys come from her neighborhood to the studio tryna fight me
She need to get a piece of the American pie and take her bite out
That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private school, daycare, shit, medical bills, I pay that
I love your mom and everything, but, see, I ain't the one who lay down
She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down (shit)
She never got a chance to hear my side of the story, we was divided
She had fish fries and cookouts for my child's birthday, but I ain't invited
Despite it, I show her the utmost respect when I fall through
All you do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah-yeah
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (woo), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
Me and yo' daughter gots this thang going on (we got a special kinda thang goin' on)
You say it's puppy love, we say it's full grown (ah, roo)
Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever
You can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson
Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin', find
The quickest muzzle, throw it on my mouth then 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 ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. 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's cool
And, yes, I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (woo), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
"Look at the way he treats me," shit, look at the way you treat me
You see, your little nosy-ass home girls done got your ass sent up the creek, G
Without a paddle, you left to straddle and ride this thing on out (out)
And now you and your girl ain't speaking no mo' 'cause my dick all in her mouth (mouth)
Know what I'm talking about? Jealousy, infidelity, envy, cheating, beating
In the year 2G, they be the same thing
But who you placin' the blame on? You keep on singin' that same song
Let bygones be bygones, and you can go on and get the hell on, you and yo' mama
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (woo), I am for real (yo' mom a bitch)
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times (times)
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (woo), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make yo' daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times (times, times)