(feat. Dutches New York)
[Thirstin Howl III talking]
Yo what’s your problem, when
When I be goin to pick up my kids
You always have some shit to say
[Chorus x2: Dutches New York]
How Many Babbee Movas
How Many Babbee Movas
How Many Babbee Movas
Too Many Babbee Movas
[Thirstin Howl III]
My first babbee mova,
I met her at the fun house
After breakdancing and one stout
We tongued down
[Chorus x1: Dutches New York]
[Thirstin Howl III]
My second babbee mova was a hustler
Met her cause of her butt
Young love, young love
[Chorus x1: Dutches New York]
[Thirstin Howl III]
My third babbee mova, didn’t even like me
Caught me trifling
Pretty motherfucker light skin
[Chorus x1: Dutches New York]
[Thirstin Howl III]
I’m four babbee movas too many
Pockets empty
Diaper similac spending
[Chorus x1: Dutches New York]
[Thirstin Howl III]
Five babbee movas nah that ain’t cool
Can’t have two of them in the same room
(How Many Babbee Movas)
Don’t even ask
How the sixth one got pregnant when I came in here ass
[Chorus x2: Dutches New York]
[Thirstin Howl III]
My third babbee mova
Had another babbee father
[???] scared to let her fuck bust
We can’t be friends, or get along
They always right, I’m never wrong
(Too Many Babbee Movas)
Not safe, these days
Having three babbee moms in the same PJ’s
Stink thick nigga, couldn’t come clean
First son born when I was fourteen
Have no more for sure
Closed schedules, locked bedrooms
Go get sterile (How Many Babbee Movas)
More than I can afford
Got to stop having babbees by dingy broads
[Chorus x2: Dutches New York]
[Thirstin Howl III]
My fourth babbee mova had her own babbee mova
Named Ewonda, liquor licensee for her tongue
[Chorus x1: Dutches New York]
[Thirstin Howl III]
My third babbee mova we was a couple
She was untrue pimp slapped and domestic judge rule
Can’t get this shit
Can’t bring no chics by your house
When I come get the kids (How Many)
Six babbee movas hate every one
The story ain’t over sperm count ain’t done
[Chorus: Dutches New York][till song ends]
