Boys and girls wanna hear a true story?
Saturday night was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowin' the cup
About five or six strippers tryin' to work for a buck
Then I took one girl outside with me
Her name was Loni, she went to Junior High with me
I said, "Why you up in there dancin' for cash?
I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last"
She said
What would you do if your son was at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry?
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
But for me this is what I call life, mm
Girl, you ain't the only one with a baby
That's no excuse to be livin' all crazy
Then she looked me right square in the eye
And said, "Everyday I wake up hopin' to die"
She said, "Nigga, I know about pain 'cause
Me and my sister ran away, so my daddy
Couldn't rape us, before I was a teenager
I done been through more shit, you can't even relate to"
What would you do if your son was at home (oh)
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry? (Woah-woah)
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone (yeah, woah, yeah)
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time (oh-oh, oh-woah)
But for me this is what I call life, mm (yeah)
Yo, wait, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, stop the record
Yo, stop the record
Yo shorty, you ain't gonna be goin' out like this man
Hold up
(What would you do?)
Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse
(What would you do?)
'Cause I wouldn't want my baby, to go through what I went through
(Come on, what would you do?)
Get up on my feet, stop makin' tired excuses
(What would you do?)
Girl, I know if my mother can do it, baby, you can do it
What would you do if your son was at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry? (Cryin' all alone, yeah)
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man (only way to feed him)
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone (no)
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down (yeah)
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time (yeah)
But for me this is what I call life, mm (oh, no no no)
What would you do if your son was at home (no, no, no, no, no)
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry?
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
But for me this is what I call life (come on)
What would you do if your son was at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry?
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
But for me this is what I call life, mm
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Boys and girls wanna hear a true story?
Saturday night was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowin' the cup
About five or six strippers tryin' to work for a buck
Then I took one girl outside with me
Her name was Loni, she went to Junior High with me
I said, "Why you up in there dancin' for cash?
I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last"
She said
What would you do if your son was at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry?
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
But for me this is what I call life, mm
Girl, you ain't the only one with a baby
That's no excuse to be livin' all crazy
Then she looked me right square in the eye
And said, "Everyday I wake up hopin' to die"
She said, "Nigga, I know about pain 'cause
Me and my sister ran away, so my daddy
Couldn't rape us, before I was a teenager
I done been through more shit, you can't even relate to"
What would you do if your son was at home (oh)
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry? (Woah-woah)
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone (yeah, woah, yeah)
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time (oh-oh, oh-woah)
But for me this is what I call life, mm (yeah)
Yo, wait, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, stop the record
Yo, stop the record
Yo shorty, you ain't gonna be goin' out like this man
Hold up
(What would you do?)
Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse
(What would you do?)
'Cause I wouldn't want my baby, to go through what I went through
(Come on, what would you do?)
Get up on my feet, stop makin' tired excuses
(What would you do?)
Girl, I know if my mother can do it, baby, you can do it
What would you do if your son was at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry? (Cryin' all alone, yeah)
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man (only way to feed him)
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone (no)
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down (yeah)
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time (yeah)
But for me this is what I call life, mm (oh, no no no)
What would you do if your son was at home (no, no, no, no, no)
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry?
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
But for me this is what I call life (come on)
What would you do if your son was at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry?
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
But for me this is what I call life, mm
Saturday night was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowin' the cup
About five or six strippers tryin' to work for a buck
Then I took one girl outside with me
Her name was Loni, she went to Junior High with me
I said, "Why you up in there dancin' for cash?
I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last"
She said
What would you do if your son was at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry?
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
But for me this is what I call life, mm
Girl, you ain't the only one with a baby
That's no excuse to be livin' all crazy
Then she looked me right square in the eye
And said, "Everyday I wake up hopin' to die"
She said, "Nigga, I know about pain 'cause
Me and my sister ran away, so my daddy
Couldn't rape us, before I was a teenager
I done been through more shit, you can't even relate to"
What would you do if your son was at home (oh)
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry? (Woah-woah)
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone (yeah, woah, yeah)
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time (oh-oh, oh-woah)
But for me this is what I call life, mm (yeah)
Yo, wait, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, stop the record
Yo, stop the record
Yo shorty, you ain't gonna be goin' out like this man
Hold up
(What would you do?)
Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse
(What would you do?)
'Cause I wouldn't want my baby, to go through what I went through
(Come on, what would you do?)
Get up on my feet, stop makin' tired excuses
(What would you do?)
Girl, I know if my mother can do it, baby, you can do it
What would you do if your son was at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry? (Cryin' all alone, yeah)
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man (only way to feed him)
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone (no)
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down (yeah)
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time (yeah)
But for me this is what I call life, mm (oh, no no no)
What would you do if your son was at home (no, no, no, no, no)
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry?
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
But for me this is what I call life (come on)
What would you do if your son was at home
Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry?
And the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man
For a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
Somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down
I ain't gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
But for me this is what I call life, mm
Writer: Calvin Broadus, Delmer Drew Arnaud, Dwight Williams, Jewell Caples, Ricardo Brown, Keith Blair, Paul Crossdale
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.