Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)

Why is it always the same ol' thing?
Wanna be a man yet you're playing games
If you got a kid act a father,
If the baby ain't yours then hey why brother
Don't try boy I don't buy it boy,
And if you don't change, you'll be crying boy
'Cause something ain't right
And you know it sport,
That's probably why she taking your behind to court
You got more hoochie mamas than the 2 Live Crew
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)

Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)

Now, yesterday you said you was with your boys,
But I saw you and Gina so hold the noise
You know the girl that I'm talking about
That's right I'm calling your sorry butt out
Now I think it's about time that I put you in check,
Buying two live tapes out of low respect
For all you fellas this is just a game,
Macking to the ladies trying to build your name
Wanna be a player trying to get a piece,
I'll break your neck if I catch a disease
'Round town sowin' seeds like a farmer
You better be aware of your baby mama

Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now, who that is? (My baby mama)
Now,