Ay Caramba

So this, this is a true story
 Not, Not a true story
 And all, all whose fault
 My DJ, DJ Meeks (Fuckin' DJ Meeks)
 Jose Juaqim, my tour manager
 It's their fuckin' fault too
 (Jim the Cleaner)
 Motherfuckers (Straight up)
 5'9" in a skintight dress
 Standin' by the bar lookin' unimpressed
 Walked up, asked her how she liked the set
 Looked me up and down and she just said "Meh"
 Shock, shock, shock, shock
 Then I looked at her, said "You're not that hot"
 Of course that's what got her
 We fucked all night and watched Harry Potter (Whoo!)
 Ironically, the pussy was magic
 Had a girl at home but I had to have it
 I flew her out to all of the markets
 June, July, and all of August
 'Bout to cut her off right before I got caught up
 Then late one night at home she called up
 Said that she was 'bout to have my kid
 Talkin' 'bout her period late, guess what I did?
 The phone on mute
 Ay Caramba
 Tried to regroup
 Ay Caramba
 Something, something, something
 Ay Caramba
 I don't give a fuck, man
 Ay Caramba
 Ay Caramba
 What does this even mean?
 Ay Caramba
 (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
 Ay Carumba
 Ay Carumba
 This shit's so crazy
 This bitch 'bout to have my baby
 Hopin' she don't tell me lady
 'Cause she already think I'm shady
 Knew she was trouble when I got her number
 Fucked her raw dog for the whole damn summer
 Can I keep both? That's what I wonder
 Oh my God, nigga, Ay Carumba
 Chamber of secrets
 When she told me she was 'bout to name it and keep it
 It's our baby but it's her life
 So if she wanna keep it, then it's alright
 Now I'm knowin' there's no way to prevent
 My girlfriend throwin' me out on the cement
 It ain't the first time that she caught me creepin'
 But this time I done jumped off the deep end
 Ok, shit, maybe this might fly
 Hopin' they'll try to be sisterwives
 Like my man Bill Paxton and Big Love
 Do a reality show and get big pub
 When ma find out, she gon' beat my ass
 'Cause word get around in the street so fast
 I should've pulled out and put my dick in her mouth
 Now I got nine months to try and figure it out
 Ay Caramba
 Man.
 Ay Caramba
 Oh, shit.
 Ay Caramba
 Where the fuck I'm 'bout to live?
 Ay Caramba
 Oh God.
 Ay Caramba
 She about to have a kid
 Ay Caramba
 Should've just.
 Jose man!
 (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
 Ay Caramba
 Ay Caramba
 This shit's so crazy
 This bitch 'bout to have my baby
 Hopin' she don't tell me lady
 'Cause she already think I'm shady
 Knew she was trouble when I got her number
 Fucked her raw dog for the whole damn summer
 Can I keep both? That's what I wonder
 Oh my God, nigga, Ay Carumba
 (This the song you play when you know you fucked up)
 (This the song you play when you know that your luck suck)
 (This the song you play when you know you fucked up)
 (This the song you play when you know that your luck suck)
 (This the song you play when you know you fucked up)
 (This the song you play when you know that your luck suck)
 Ay Caramba
 Ay Caramba
 Ay Caramba
 Ay Caramba
 Ay Caramba
 Ay Caramba
 (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
 Ay Caramba
 Ay Caramba