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My baby, ooh ooh ooh, my baby,
well my baby, she ain't no good for me.
I met my girlfriend at the liquor store.
She weren't no girlfriend
she wuz just a (whore).
I took her home
and told her to cook me some bread
She rolled her eyes up
in the back of her head.
I said, "yeah, while you're at it
cook me some beans too!
Women does ya hear me talkin' to you?"
She looked up at me
and said with a smile,
"You got life (f*cked) up,
Honey chil'd."
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My baby, ooh ooh ooh, my baby,
I said my baby, she ain't no good for me.
My baby always dresses in black.
High heel boots
and eyes like a cat.
I wanted her to meat my Momma one day
but I could just imagine
what Momma would say,
"Honey, where did you pick this one up?
She look like a hooker
and talks like a truck - driver."
She don't wanna meet my Momma,
she don't wanna meet my Pa.
She just wanna lay around the house
and watch T.V., that's all.
But, that's my baby, yeah,
that's my girl,
I says my baby
she driues me outta this world.
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My baby, ooh ooh ooh, my baby.
You know my baby she just ain't no good for me.
When I come home from work,
I don't get no food,
I want my baby but she ain't in the mood.
I look around, the house is a mess
and where is my baby?,
well she's gettin' dressed - to go out.
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My baby, ooh ooh ooh, my baby,
well my baby, she ain't no good for me.
One of these days
I'm gonna find a nice girl,
with eyes like an angel
and hair done in curls.
But, for now
I'm gonna stay with my baby,
I have to admit,
She ain't much of a girlfriend
but, I ain't gonna quit - her.
'Cause she's my baby,
yeah, she's my girl.
One of these days
she'll put my head in a whirl.
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'Cause she's my baby, ooh ooh ooh, my baby.
Well, I said my baby, she just ain't no good for me.
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